Old Girl Looking for Love
Bling Bling Hearts

The party atmosphere is so good. Justin Blake even hired a DJ who is quite famous, namely DJ Candy Marshmallow to warm up the party he held.

The beat of jedug-jedug music was heard clearly and made the party atmosphere even more festive. Joyce was even too late in the mood, until she stood beside the DJ.

At first he just jogged, but over time he helped squeeze electronic musical instruments. The DJ, who was careless with Joyce's big arm, did not dare to forbid it and could only resignedly see his expensive musical equipment used as a toy by the savanna queen.

Actually, Rosmawati was not too comfortable with such a crowd. All his life, he had never entered a nightclub or pub, nor a discotheque. So, he could only stand awkwardly in front of the buffet table and of course face a lot of good food. The awkward taste disappeared as he tried to taste a chocolate cake of various shapes from stainless plates. One fruit did not satisfy his tongue, until he took two, three and so on, until there was not a single cake left on the round plate.

Though a moment ago, he had gone crazy eating race with Joyce. Various kinds of side dishes are available on the dish table, he put them on his plate one by one, then he ate with greed. Chelsea moved to a place to eat because they could not see the way Rosmawati ate the food greedily.

Now, Rosmawati was confused because the chocolate cake was gone because of her actions. The stainless plate was empty and very clean, to the point that it could mirror there.

A moment later, Rosmawati's tail caught a glittering-looking orange pudding. Rosmawati immediately followed the direction of her eyes that had sparkled beautifully when aiming at the pudding that was seen waving to her and began teasing her.

The antique girl opened her mouth wide, ready to swallow the delicious milk pudding, as her name was called by someone through a loudspeaker. "Rosmawati, get on stage! Hurry!" The sexy voice that turned out to be Justin Blake's.

Rosmawati who was still in a gaping mouth position, was instantly stunned for a while. He then immediately put the pudding down and wiped his mouth. While rubbing his palm on the shirt, he stepped hesitantly closer to Justin Blake who was clapping on stage.

Rosmawati grinned as she waved at everyone in the room. Every now and then he kisses far away, I don't know what he means. She looks like a girl in a beauty contest.

"I want to thank Rosmawati in particular. Thanks to him, our great project is well done. The construction of a skyscraper with glass material at the end of the building, is already in the works."

"Mrs. D'Angelo, as our most loyal client, was completely satisfied, to the point that he recommended our company to Sheikh Abu Dhabi, until the establishment of the MoU* and the massive investment by the Sheikh," justin Blake said at length as he grabbed Rosmawati's hand and held it tightly.

The antique girl who was still wearing her sanitary uniform could only gape. Like a dream, his fingers were grasped by Justin Blake's delicate and stocky hands! Not only grasping, Justin Blake now wrapped his arms around Rosmawati's waist.

The girl just kept silent. He felt the strong, hard muscles behind Justin Blake's long shirt. In his heart, Rosmawati thought, maybe Justin Blake likes weight lifting, such as weightlifting, gallon lifting, clothesline lifting or lifting 25 kilos of rice like pelvic porters.

"Personally, I thank you, Rose," Justin Blake said sincerely. His face drew closer to Rosmawati, casting a shadow over Justin Blake who was carrying a sack of rice.

"Ah .. uh .. anu .. I am anu ...." Rosmawati stammered, but she still could not hide her happiness.

"Give us some speech" Justin whispered right in his ear.

(Say two words)

Rosmawati. He's so groggy. In addition to Justin Blake's burly hands still hanging on his slender waist, he also got a murderous look from the hebring widow, Lidya Rodriguez. But Joyce's face, her comrades in arms, made her breathe a little relieved.

Joyce was both shocked and agape just like her. The woman of African descent had even unconsciously embraced while patting the skinny shoulder of the DJ.

"Hi, everyone," said Rosmawati as the opening sentence. While all eyes were on him.

"I'm actually a physics scholar, so know a little bit about physical and material science. Incidentally, at that time Mr. Blake was confused and I was in his room. So ... I intend to help Mr. a little. Blake overcame his confusion. Uh ... it turns out my advice was accepted," continued Rosmawati while returning to grin.

"The message and impression I want to convey is ...." Rosmawati rubbed her chin while thinking. "I don't have a message, because rarely does anyone chat with me .. Other than Maryam, Memet, Joyce and the office group. It's also the messages are unfaithful," he said later while scratching his head, making a rowdy whole room because Rosmawati speech that considers the office group is not useful.

"Eh .. sorry! My correction! Group office chat is certainly very useful because I can quickly find out the condition of the current ghibah situation, "Ralat Rosmawati who a few moments later accompanied by applause everyone.

"One thing I want to say. Whatever you do, do it with your heart! Although sometimes what you do now does not match your dreams, but still work as well and as smoothly as possible. It could be that what you do now will lead you to your true goals!" Close Rosmawati while nodding.

Rousing applause was again given to Rosmawati. Not to mention Justin Blake. The handsome man looked at him with admiration.

"Thank you, everyone! Thank you!" Rosmawati raised her hand and waved it. He behaves like an artist holding a fan meeting. It makes the heat of Lidya's heart. His gaze grew sharper towards Rosmawati, like a lion about to prey on her prey. Especially when he saw Justin who brought his lips closer to Rosmawati's ears.

"It turns out you're beautiful too when you look closely, Rose, '" whispered Justin Blake who made Rosmawati's hair bristling. His eyes widened, looking into the blue eyes of his boss. He could not believe that his boss had just praised him so blatantly. Justin Blake is smiling mischievously at him.

"Okay, that's enough!" Lidya could not bear to see that scene. He rushes up the stage and pulls Rosmawati away from Justin. "Your time is over! Now get down and start working again!" The widow's order was hebring to Rosmawati.

The antique girl had no choice but to comply. He went down the stage with a thumping heart and happy, because he was ringing with praise and a smile Justin Blake for himself.

"Yes, geez! Like a dream," murmured Rosmawati. His feet felt floating. Not even Joyce's call was heard. Until the moment he stepped past Jamie Scott, his phone rang aloud.

Spontaneous Rosmawati reached into the phone from her pocket and saw Maryam's name on the screen. "Hello!" exciting Rosmawati. He pressed the loud speaker so he could hear the sound of his conjoined twin friends clearly in the middle of the hustle and bustle of the office party.

"Jem!" Maryam from across there.

"What happened, Mun?" Rosmawati asked a little curiously.

"I'm going to be home late!" Maryam.

(I'll be home late!)

"Because why, Mun?"

"I was on a date and had a romantic dinner with Aa Manfred" cried Maryam loudly.

Rosmawati's position is right in front of Jamie Scott, making the handsome and cold but not cruel man hear clearly the conversation of the girl duo.

"Mary, is it on a date?" Jamie's repulsed.

(Mary is on a date?)