RUINED MY SELF "BY YVE"
PAPARAZZI
Vee walked with his handbag out through the lobby.
“He thinks I'm a prisoner! I want to go to the coffee shop,” muttered Vee sneering looking back.
On the left, there seemed to be three reporters.
Vee casually turned her back to them.
“Should we follow the others to White Purple's office only?” said a woman.
She was the only woman among the other two.
“Betul also! This secret lady will be working at White Purple!” replied his fellow journalist.
“There must be very crowded people who want to cover and find the truth about the splashy news today!” the other guy was a little frustrated.
Lothawat!
Is it true in White Purple that many reporters?
After all, he was only a Yazza, not an artist!
Why so many people care about their lives!
Cibir Vee inwardly eavesdropping silently.
The male receptionist saw Vee standing in front of the main door of the White Lotus office lobby.
“Eh ... it's not a future wife sir Yazza?” whispered the man to the woman next to him.
Looking ahead, “Iya ... earlier he came here in a hurry once!” looking at the clock, “Pak Yazza is meeting at the moment, maybe he wants to go home.”
“Ahh right ... I have to deliver snacks later to the meeting room,“ look back to the front, “optional pack Yazza does look according to his character!”
The female receptionist noticed, “Even from behind and with the distance so far, I can still feel her aura that is so characteristic. Very impressive brave!”
Smile, “Udah is the most harmonious indeed with our boss,” look ahead lobby, “see it ... Even this lady looks so casually fool the reporters!”
Chuckles softly, “Hahaha .. really very similar to the cold attitude of Mr. Yazza! He knows when to calm down in the face of difficult situations!”
“Unlike the ex-boyfriend of the former Yazza sir is not it?” sneered.
“Haiz .. I haven't worked here yet! But rumors circulating, former Yazza sir before it .. now his girlfriend Pak Gerry ‘kan?”
“Oh yes .. It is indeed that woman! In the eyes of all of us who have worked here for a long time .. former Yazza sir who used to always be pretentious! So just be honest!”
“Really? Good dong if the benalu moved to the rival office! Hahaha,” chuckles.
The male receptionist chuckled, “Hahaha ... his pestilence was taken and the beautiful orchid flowers are now growing here!”
Smile shut up, “Hust! Already .... don't gossip anymore!” the girl patted her partner's arm.
The smiling man shook his head and looked back at Vee.
The black van stopped in front of Vee.
Vee took a step back.
He thought it might be Yazza's guest.
A man wearing a black shirt came down from the middle door.
Duck respectfully towards Vee, “Mrs Gionio?”
Vee squinted, she is not officially married to the Yazza.
Why call him that.
“Mr Yazza asks us to take care and deliver you!” said polite.
I didn't tell Yazza that I was leaving!
What does it mean to take care and deliver?
Vee murmured in the heart.
The three reporters whispered to each other before finally deciding to approach.
Oopss!
Get caught!
Vee frowned again muttering to himself.
“Wah, so sweet! Did Yazza hire a bodyguard for me?” Vee glanced back and looked inside the car.
The man smiled back in respect, “Of course .. Mr. Yazza must have loved you very much!”
“Are you ‘peri small’ pack Yazza Gionio?” ask the female reporter.
The man in the black shirt turned his head back toward his car.
Vee squinted his eyes, looking at the man in the black shirt who was about to run away.
“Mbak! Regarding the news circulating, is it true that you have known each other for a long time?”
“So is it true, your daughters are both already eight years old?”
“What's the reason you disappeared all this time?”
Vee smilingly walks towards the van, “I have to go back to White Purple's office!” it was to deceive the reporters.
Vee pulled the man's arm while looking forward, “Eh ... Is there anyone else in the car?”
“True mistress! The three of us,” replied the man.
“Urus those reporters first!” Vee whispers to the man claiming to be Yazza's man.
Looks confused, “Emb ... alright!”
Vee seizes the opportunity to find out, knocking on the front door window of the van while waving a greeting.
The man inside lowered his window, smiling in salute.
Ah .. I expected!
Worth it!
Cibir Vee in heart.
Vee smiled warmly, “You don't have to bother like this to obey Yazza!” blushed spoiled sok.
“We are only assigned!” the red-haired man before him replied.
“Ah true!” Vee hastily got into the car, through the middle door, “So I came home .. I guess he was cute ... it turns out he told people to drive me!” rotate the eyeballs, to pay attention to the entire contents in the car.
“We will escort madam safely!” the man with the tattoo on his arm turned his head, still while holding the steering wheel.
The man, who had driven away the reporters, managed to get back into the car.
Closing the door, sitting next to Vee.
“Huft! Good thing you guys came on time .. Those reporters made me barely dare to go outside!”
Chuckles, “Hahaha .. of course you will be found by many journalists after the emergence of horrendous news about you!”
Still looking at the contents of the car, “Why is the car like angkot?” with a natural gesture, Vee opened her bag.
The back side is very large.
There is only a long bench facing the side door, just behind the driver's bench.
“Ahh .. that is to feel more comfortable and impressed freely,” replied the tattooed man while inserting gear teeth.
Vee smiled cheerfully took Yazza's handkerchief in her bag, “It's been a long time .. hope it's not stiff!” mumbled wailing.
The front window was raised again, the car began to drive on the road.
“What's mistress?” the man next to her asked.
“Ah no!” Vee wrapped a handkerchief into the palm of the hand.
“Why with your hands mistress?” ask the man again.
Smile, “Tadi scratched knife while peeling fruit!” vee's pretext, tie the handkerchief tightly.
Vee glanced to the side without turning her head,
Okay ….
The anesthetic on the left.
Dagger over the central rearview mirror, and a gun under the dashboard.
Squint.
Wow ... is there a baseball bat under the driver's foot?
Vee murmured in the heart.
As much as possible, be calm.
“Ah ... scratched,” the man next to Vee as if responding.
He quietly poured the medicinal liquid onto the small towel in his hand.
“Haizzz!!” Vee made everyone there look surprised at him.
“Why else mistress?” ask the man with red hair.
“I'm too full!” removing belt from her waist skirt, “Let loose a little,” grimacing smile.
The three who had tense faces returned to smile, then looked at each other to give the code.
...***...
The receptionist brought snacks to the meeting room.
Mr. Ardi standing close, “Eh .. come here!”
He's approaching, “Iya sir?”
“In the room of pack Yazza there is mistress Vee .. go there and ask him if he needs anything,” order sir Ardi.
Squinting, “But it looks like he was out picked up by three men dressed in black.”
“What?” mr. Ardi was surprised to turn his head directly towards the Yazza.
Everyone there, including the Yazza, turned to look at Mr. Ardi.
Mr. Ardi looked down apologizing to Yazza and everyone.
Take the receptionist out of the room.
“Say ... what are they like?” hiss mr. Ardi.
Remembering, “The most obvious thing .. there is a person sitting in front with hair paint so striking!”
“Red color?” guess Mr. Ardi.
“Ya .. true!” smilingly.
Mr. Ardi holds his head, “Gosh ... This is critical!”
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