My Secret With Mr. Billionaires
Chapter 2: Hide

Krystal squeezes her fingers, it's five in the afternoon, she has to find a way not to meet Darren.

Not because Darren is ugly, but twenty years old married? No!

He began to worry let alone see from up here, his grandmother and mother were busy with several maids, pacing to arrange a banquet for family dinner.

"Don't think of escaping." whispered Shine, in her ear, which made her aghast in shock.

"Gee! Youuh!" hardiknya upset, making the brother giggled amused.

"Change, come with me, I'm responsible for your grooming" said Shine, pulling her sister's wrist.

Krystal was ready to sit facing the makeup glass, "Sister!" call him, which makes Shine wonder, since when does the boy want to call him brother?

"What guests?!" ledek Shine, who was combing her sister's hair.

"Lo aja gih who married Darren" he said riled.

"Keep, my sky is going anywhere?" sibir Shine, Sky is her future husband, soon they will get married.

"If so, Disha is married to Darren. Well right, the initials are both D." said Krystal glanced at Disha through the shadow of the girl who bounced on her makeup glass.

"That guidance is you, Krystal." said Disha, cold, flat without taking her eyes off her iPad.

Among the three princesses, only Disha is the saneest, most polite, the kindest, beloved of mama and papa.

Smart, accomplished, prospective doctors anyway.

Krystal let out a sigh that felt heavier, her heart pounding incoherently.

"Thank you, Krysie. Doctor Darren is kind, polite, you will be safe with him." said Disha, of course he knew because he was koas under Darren's guidance.

"Once in a while, follow the rules of the parents, all this time, your request is always followed by all of us." continued Disha advising, then waltzing away from the room of the sister.

"Disha is not cool!" he cried with a stale face.

"It's school, it's not marriage!" sibirnya again.

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Krystal was nervous, she drank a lot until the water bottle in her room was empty, she felt she had to take it again in the kitchen.

While he was drinking, through the kitchen window, his eyes saw the rear gate open.

His eyes, glanced at the entire corner of the kitchen.

"Sepi, make a escape must be smooth." he murmured.

"But where did you run?" he thought quickly before this silent situation turned crowded again.

Her brain thought hard until there was a sound from her fingers, "Karina!"

Walking quietly, he managed to get out of the fence behind his house, in a hurry he ran up to the main road and looking for public transportation so he could go to the house of his best friend, Karina.

Meanwhile, at home everything was chaotic, shame felt by the Adijaya family because of their daughter who ran away.

"No problem, Krystal is young, maybe she's scared" said Haruka, Darren's mother.

"Yes, uncle don't be with anyone, we're still family" Deanno said.

"I'm sorry my granddaughter, this one is so hard, it seems like her attitude is down from my own" Bram joked.

"I'm sorry, Krystal's behavior is yes, son." said Bram, patting the handsome young man on the shoulder.

Darren is handsome, no doubt visual, he is tall, his shoulders are firm, his back is wide, there is one dimple that will appear if he smiles, Darren is also a warm, friendly and thoughtful man.

Bram knew him well, of course it was from childhood.

Actually, there was a sense of disappointment that lingered in the heart of the man of Indonesian-Japanese blood.

He did not expect, there was a coincidence like this, but it seemed that the girl of his servant did not like it.

"It's okay, grandpa. Mom, right. Krystal was too young to get married, maybe in fear." said Darren calmly, which made the old man more amazed by his attitude.

"Darr, Krystal is twenty years old she has entered adulthood, but it's also my fault I've spoiled her too." said Bram.

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Elsewhere, Krystal knocked on the apartment door in a hurry as if she were being chased.

Although he felt not pursued but the sense of vigilance remained in his heart, do not forget his grandfather had many guards or guards who would watch his movements without him knowing.

"Karina!" his yell.

"What the hell?!" asked a girl who had just appeared with her pillow face, not caring about it Krystal immediately broke into the girl's apartment.

"Lo sleeping? Is this the next hour of sleep?" asked Krystal in disbelief, this one friend is very easily sleepy.

Not answering, Karina sat next to Krystal limply and with a sleepy face.

Krystal rolled her eyes lazily, then shook the girl's shoulders.

"Sunday, wake! Help me, I'm gonna hang out here!" he said that immediately made Karina literate as wide as possible.

"Rubby?" tanyanya.

"Anyways, if my mom calls me, say you don't know where I am."

"But that means I'm lying, I don't want to!"

Krystal snorted harshly at her best friend's answer, Karina was a super innocent chick who couldn't lie well.

"Listen, Karina is my best friend, so please help me, I don't want to marry sam__"

"Isn't it?!" pekik Karina couldn't believe it.

"Yes I'm in a mate, I don't want to, so please umpetin me.." whining.

After a dramatic plea, Karina agrees to hide Krystal in her luxury apartment.

Karina is a friend who is a model, Krystal wants to be a model like him but unfortunately her parents are not supportive.

"Krys, if you marry more and more failed to become a celebrity dong." chirped Karina who made the girl so not in the mood to devour her fresh bread.

Krystal put the bread back on the plate, "Eat me run away, I want to be a rich model lo, not a housewife!" instead, take the bread again and devour it violently.

"What if you, work with me, at the agency where I work." bargained Karina.

"Seriously?!"

"Yes seriously, the one with the agency was my mom's little sister. So, I can talk to my mom" said Karina Belibet.

"Let's just say your cousin did it, can it!" ketus Krystal's.

"All right, same thing!" timpal Karina while chewing her food.

"Yeah! thanks, Kayin is beautiful! Why not just from the first!" he hugged Karina who was beside him.

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