OPEN YOUR MASK, PRINCESS!
Episode 92 WHAT'S WRONG WITH FORGIVING?
Almost ten days of not going to the office felt a little awkward for Weini as she set foot back. His presence received a warm welcome ranging from security, crew, admin, fellow artists and not to miss Bams.
“Welcome back miss Weini.” Dina blew the trumpet of the old year that became a display in Bams office.
Weini closed the ears because Dina was still addicted to expression with a trumpet like a boy. He did not intend to stop Dina's ridiculous behavior, instead feeling overwhelmed by her being greeted so excited. Bams stretches both hands as wide as possible, offering a warm, longing hug.
“Weini, I’m sorry. but I’m really miss you.” The confession from the bottom of Bams' heart was conveyed when Weini received his embrace.
Weini understood that Bams' apology meant something to do with Metta's problems, but just as he could forgive Metta, he did not mind forgiving Bams. Xiao Jun had already recounted all the dilemma that Bams felt. He understands the position of the director who he considers like a brother and is willing to forget the past.
“Miss you too, brother Bams.” Weini lirih. Stretching himself from the embrace, Bams immediately took the initiative to invite Weini to sit down.
“Weini, I am a lot wrong ama you. First, as long as you're in the hospital I don't even look. Second, at that time I was afraid of threats and sacrificed justice for you. Weini, you want to be angry papa.
I will not want to hit me, either. But plis, I'm sorry yes.” Bams begged for forgiveness, his hands clenched in front of his chest.
Dina became a silent witness of one's deepest regrets, he who is usually indifferent to the surrounding can know a little and dwell as a spectator. Weini looks smiling, white uniform ash he has not yet undone and plain face without make up with confidence he showed off. Seeing such sincere regret and apology, Weini couldn't possibly ignore it.
“Udah yes sis, do not be revealed again. I'm sorry about when the day. Lupain aja ya hehe..” said Weini relaxed, the radiance of his eyes did not show lies.
Bams shed tears, behind the appearance of the rogue apparently wrapped in the softness of his heart. He gave thanks and rubbed his face with both hands. “Gue promises will not be repeated again. Not gonna
make you disappointed!”
Dina directly took over the role, “Ehem. But if you make a friend the cincay bititlah, what about our treat in BB restaurant? Mr. director will have to show good faith dong after being forgiven.” Said Dina who calculation and anti-loss. He spoke that easily as if he got the ACC from Weini.
Like a rat and a cat, the two Weini friends were fighting over the odds to maintain their opinions. Weini could not help but laugh, this office was like a second home that gave her a happy atmosphere. It is true Haris said that people will
appreciated when in the right environment. From the beginning of the school, Weini realized it was a mistake that could not be corrected. He was never valued and made friends like he is at work today.
And whatever you've chosen to have, keep it!
_QUOTE OF HARIS
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Metta returns to her father's mansion in a hot heart of anger. Expectations height when released from the most unwanted place was – read : prison – thought the father
they waited and took him back to their palace. What happened was that Metta had to intercept a taxi and now hastily enter the house asking for money from anyone there so that the taxi driver did not use it all out.
“Nooon... have you gone home?” shouted a maid who happened to be sweeping as Metta entered. He was hysterical and happy to welcome the arrival of the young lady of the Gumilang family.
“Bi, papi where?” metta asked regardless of the excitement of her maid.
“There is no, again read the Newspaper next to the pool.”
“Bi, payin taxi fare in front. Ntar claim aja api.” Metta's orders were arbitrary and soon followed Anwar, leaving the maid who immediately pale when told to pay. The aunt understood very well that her employer was unlikely to compensate her, which meant she had to prepare to lose a little of her salary to pay for the expenses of the children of the rich.
Anwar was sitting on a poolside chair flipping through the newspaper when Metta got behind him.
“Save a pi. Fun yes, already free Metta but embarrassed to come pick up.” Metta quipped her father from behind.
Awar's familiar voice automatically seized attention, throwing newspapers until they fell in the pool. Anwar smiled happily, winking several times to prove this was not just a dream.
“My daughter.... baby... are you free? Who set you free, oh thank God my daughter is back.” Anwar hugged Metta tightly, his worthless treasure back into his arms. After he was pessimistic about Metta's future if convicted, his daughter was released before the case was closed.
Metta is confused, initially counting his freedom thanks to the help of his father. But after hearing the confession just now, his father didn't even know who helped him out of prison.
“So it's not papi who let me go?” Metta broke away from her father's arms. He was more interested in finding out the truth.
Anwar shook his head, he began to think hard who was the most powerful to release a suspect. “Unless the plaintiff retracts his report. Bentar papi find out first.”
Despite not having the power to release Metta from punishment, Anwar still has contacts in the police force who can be questioned. Put a cell phone on the table and connect the conversation. Metta is agitated, curiosity haunts her. He must know who helped him and then compensate him so as not to be bound by debt.
“So how's pi?” Metta directly pointed at Anwar when the conversation on the phone ended. Anwar's face looked gloomy, confusion was clearly highlighted from his countenance. How he should explain to his ababil daughter
and childish.
Anwar asked Metta to sit quietly first before getting into the heavy talk. “You must be hungry, while drinking and eating yes we chat.” Anwar tries to calm his daughter. He shouted for the maid to prepare fresh food and drinks for Metta.
“Who is Metta-free pi? Metta won't eat before papi story.” Threatening Metta began to impatiently see Anwar deliberately stalling the story.
Anwar had no choice but to be straightforward. No matter how shocked his son might be, he had better tell the truth immediately.
“Police said the plaintiff revoked it at the request of the victim. Mr. Li Xiao Jun who sued this matter to the green table and thanks to Weini's plea he finally retracted the lawsuit against you and remained
continuing the case with Lisa as the prime suspect. Weini is the one who helped you.”
As Anwar had guessed, that astonishing fact shook Metta. He memorized the nature of Metta is most anti indebted and can not forget if it has hated. Now that he is helped by a hated person, Anwar does not want Metta to do silly twice.
“Son, donkeys don't want to fall into the same hole. Don't do anything stupid for revenge. He helped you after what you did. Papi please, don't look for trouble with him.”
Metta was devastated, he was out of words and energy to be angry. What should he do now? Does he still have a face against Weini at school? His body was leaning limp in the lounge chair, his brain was unable to think anymore. It's much more painful than crouching in a bui.
How am I kudu?
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