OPEN YOUR MASK, PRINCESS!
Episode 25 I KNOW YOU FROM HIM
Ni wen wo ai ni you duo shen, wo ai ni you qi fen…
The song Teresa Teng accompanied Weini and Lau's journey from west to south. Hearing that melancholic song so relaxed Weini's mind. He even imagined his childhood. This is her mother's favorite song that is often sung to her at bedtime.
Mom, I'm alive. Are you still in this world? Inner weini. He often asked if he still had any hope of meeting his mother and brother. But he could not bring this problem to Haris. The man was obviously more hurt by it.
“Nona, you want to have lunch first before work?” Lau thawed the silence.
“Ng. Is uncle hungry?” Weini asked back.
“I had lunch at the office earlier. Ah, after all it's risky if we both eat in public. It could be bad news material for you.” Lau remembered the status of the girl who was now being loved by young people his age.
“Huft... I didn't expect being an artist to be troublesome.” Complain Weini. He must watch the attitude from now on or he will end up being negative news.
“Just enjoy this condition, Miss. Sometimes the prestige can be dim if the lucky period passes.” Lau tries to encourage Weini who clearly still needs to adjust to his profession.
“Uncle correct. Xie xie. Oya, new uncle in Jakarta right? How can I pick up the road here?”
“Before settling, I have visited this city several times. Miss herself, was born here?” Lau started fishing questions. Scribbling a little information about the girl his master liked would certainly be encouraging news.
“No. I'm a newcomer here too. My hometown in a village far from the center of the crowd. Uncle from where?” Weini said innocently.
“Oh, So. My husband and I are from Hong Kong. We will stay here long enough for business.” Lau said it really. That little information did not need to be kept secret especially if Xiao Jun was serious with Weini, sooner or later they would open up to each other.
“Hongkong?” Weini's trauma teased again after hearing the city that threw her away called. This guy's a national with me? Why such a coincidence.
“Ya, miss?” Lau saw Weini stunned for quite a while.
“Ah, sorry I daydreamed. Very far from your origin and eh... what is the name of the man?” Weini always heard Lau calling out to the master but never once mentioned a name. Miris once she did not know the name of that arrogant man yet.
“Xiao Jun's. My master's name, Miss.”
“Xiao Jun..” Weini repeats that name. A name that sounds beautiful. He wanted to ask more but was sad. Lau must have been suspicious for what he asked about the clan when they were not familiar.
Lau smiled looking at Weini's mimic who seemed unable to hide his feelings. “We're new here, Sir also don't have any friends. He is too busy with work. Sorry if his attitude seems cold to you.”
“People like him should have lots of friends. Why be alone?” Weini felt with the face and status of the arrogant man it was a pity if it could not be used to get along.
“Master is indeed a bit closed, not all things can attract his attention. Maybe because of his upbringing and maturity that is not age-appropriate.”
Without Weini noticing, Lau lured him. A girl will not care for a man she does not know. Through this circumcision, it was possible that Weini's view would slightly change towards Xiao Jun.
“How old is he?” Weini was caught curious.
“At the end of eighteen years.”
“Whataa?” The slender body that was sitting leaned back was suddenly upright even tense.
“That young man could be CEO? Does he not go to school?” Timpal Weini's. He was surprised if there was a genius who succeeded in doing business at the age of almost the same age as him.
“Hehe. He studied prifat and more focused on inheriting the family business.” Lau was a little heartened, which girl was not glare knowing the success of the man who liked her.
“Kasian. He must have been so burdened that he could not enjoy his youth.” Weini's voice was soft, she was really concerned about Xiao Jun's life.
Lau's guess clearly missed. Weini did not ask any more when she knew a little fact about her master. Instead the look on the girl's face looked sad and silent in her mind.
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“Siang Brother Bams.” Weini greeting the director who looks troubled with the script.
“Tumben you don't use late. Hunting to make up space make prepare.” Sergey Bams is very busy.
“Good boss. There are still ten minutes, I can eat first?” the delayed hunger suddenly felt excruciating. It's better he's in the stomach now before the ulcer hits.
“Iya, rush!”
The office of management of the artist auspices Bams is very humane, the entire cast and crew always get food rations. Weini felt very helped because he did not have to bother carrying supplies or spend time looking for food before work. And this lunch menu is quite evocative of his appetite.
Grilled chicken Kalasan, wow.
“Stevan where the hell is not nongol too. Scene her the most nih.” Bams Cecar. Although it was not aimed at Weini, it was he who felt the most guilt.
Is he still stuck in a reporter? Weini's fidgeting. He should call the man.
“Nongol also lu, long life! Nih lu script, hunting learned.”
Stevan appeared just as Weini was holding her dead phone. The man looked lethargic but had already been presented with a stack of manuscripts by Bams. Stevan looked around until he finally saw people
which he was looking for. Weini was fixated in the man's shady gaze let alone the owner of the eyes walking over to him.
“Thank God you're okay.” Stevan said, smiling with relief.
“Eh, did you tease me? I should have told you that.” Weini bowed for a moment hiding her disdain.
Stevan ruffled Weini's hair gently. “Do not blame yourself. It's my risk that I want to pick you up.”
That answer relieved Weini's feelings. He even blushed as the man played his hair for a second. “Thanks brother.” Weini's voice was not conveyed to Stevan who had passed from before him.
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My husband and I are from Hong Kong.
Lau's voice seemed to echo in Weini's heart. Since leaving the country, he had never dealt with anything that reminded him of the past. But today, who would have thought that people from there could be present in his life. Seeing the prowess and appearance of Xiao Jun, he was certain that the man was from a distinguished family. Is it possible that he was one of his father's relationships? Ah. it's impossible. Hong Kong does not belong to his father. There are still many rich people who are influential besides their families.
Weini plays her phone before going to bed. That's the only entertainment that can remove fatigue all day. Suddenly he remembered something, an unknown number that called him had not been able to add
as contact. He rang the call menu and got the number that called him last afternoon.
“Eh... These are two different numbers. Stevan's number just called me today. Then whose number is this?”
Stevan's number hasn't been saved yet, Weini re-examined the call history to make sure the two numbers were different. He finally realized his inaccuracy. Seven miscalls yesterday didn't call her again, but Weini wondered who had been so important in contacting her. He called that number.
Tut.. tut's phone is connected.
“Halo..”
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