Savingswoman
16. Plan

Raisya stared at her reflection in the big glass. Sky blue dres with length below the knees and arms until the elbows are her choice. His wave brown hair he tied into one showed a slight back and neckline.

Satisfied with her performance, Raisya immediately grabbed the bone-colored bag in the corner of the bed. Check the contents, then walk away from the room. However, before his hand reached for the door hendle the vibration of his gawa stopped his steps. Farel? What is it that the man sent a message. Without waiting any longer soon Raisya opened the message, a second later his body was stunned and tears fell from the green net.

Let's end it all. Let's just say we don't know each other and I'm 3 billion. Consider it your virginity.

Farel W

Raisya dispelled the happiness in her chest. She finally got away from this disgusting relationship. The taste of haru storming made him smile accompanied by melted tears.

“God, thanks. You have heard my prayer.”

Her tongue rubbed her face slowly. He quickly spread the whole view of the magnificent room. After meeting Zakiel, he would go and live in his apartment.

With carefree steps, Raisya walked away from the house. A sweet smile is always on her pretty face. He even greeted all the people who met him. He is too happy, even happier if his work plan is successful.

Raisya spread her gaze throughout the cafe, her gaze fixed on the beautiful figure waving at her. For a moment he had thought if the figure was Jhontana but, the color of his eyes immediately made him aware.

Sighing for a moment, he stepped his foot towards the corner of the room, ignoring the gazes of some enchanted men.

“Hay, have you waited a long time?” Raisya positioned himself right in front of Zakiel.

Zakiel glued to look at Raisya who looked different from the first he met. Now Raisya's face was like full of stars and glittering happiness, unlike before, gloomy, dark and desperate.

Raisya waved his hand, resuscitating Zakiel from his position. Zakiel looked up and opened his eyes.

“Eh?”

Raisya smiled looking at the dazed Zakile.

“You have been waiting a long time?” Raisya asked in non-formal language.

Zakiel was stunned to hear Raisya's statement and way of speaking. He's happy.

“Oh, no really. Just new. What do you want pesen?”

Raisya paused, pursing her lips, a sign that she was thinking. Zakiel chuckled anxiously at Raisya's cute expression, involuntarily his outstretched hand pinched gently on Raisya's cheek.

Raisya was surprised and Zakile did not expect to act like that. All is out of his control.

“Ah, forgive me.”

Raisya smiled looking at Zakiel's clumsy and awkward face. Maintaining her small smile, she shook her hands as a sign that it was no big deal.

“What message do you order?” Raisya asked.

“I pesen fruit salad, french fries, same apukat juice.”

Raisay was silent to Zakile's words. Even Jhontana also likes apucat juice. Zakile who saw Raisya was speechless was confused.

“you why?”

Raisya blinked, then he shook his head.

“Then, but I want stroberry juice.”

“Ok.”

Zakiel called the waiter and mentioned his order as well as Raisya.

“How?” Zakile started the conversation.

“I asked for your help to create a book publishing house.”

“What kind of concept do you want?” Zakile looked at Raisya seriously.

Raisya smiled awkwardly and scratched her non-itchy head. Really now he feels like a fool because he does not know what kind of concept he wants.

“Actually I don't really understand publishing issues either. I just want to work with the author onlien.”

Zakiel became interested in the direction of Raisya's conversation. They finally discuss the concept, structure, and what should be prepared when creating a publishing house. Moreover, the target of the author is prioritized by online writers.

Raisya nodded several times as Zakiel explained. Even his eyes sparkled hearing Zakiel's words.

“Excuse me mas, mbak. Here's your pen.”

The conversation came to a halt when their order came.

“Oh thanks.” Raisya smiled while Zakiel just nodded his head.

“Ok, we eat first.” Zakile started it.

“You love it with fruit salad?”

Raisya opened her eyes hearing Zakiel's question. He smiled in shame.

“Is it clearly visible?”

Zakiel smiled and nodded his head. Raisya is getting embarrassed.

“Yes, I really like fruit salad. That I could spend five servings at a time.” Raisya is proud. I don't know where the shame, as if yawning disappeared along with the swallowing of all fruit salad in the bowl.

Zakile was astonished to hear Raisya's words. The girl in front of him was very different.

“You want to add?”

Raisya immediately shook his head, leaving Zakiel confused.

“Loh, add it. nanati I paid,” Zakil said in a witty tone.

Raisya throws lips. That's not what he meant, he was embarrassed if everyone found out if he was a salad maniac, could even ordain large portions.

Zakile who saw the pouting Raisya could not close his anxiety, he knew for sure the reason Raisay rejected his laughter, but he liked to tease the green-eyed girl.

“You intentionally yes?” raisya squinted her eyes making Zakiel laugh out loud. Some visitors looked at Zakile curiously. A handsome man is laughing, which god do you deny?

“Already, already. So how do we continue our cooperation?” Raisya shifted her shame by asking.

“Ok, I'll take care of sponsorship and other matters. You're starting to monitor some writers who are suitable for this collaboration. Don't forget you also need an editor, so you better quickly find out who you're going to work with.”

Raisya was silent to Zakiel's words. Uhh how hard.

“Why don't you just write. Aren't you a literary boy?”

“I really want to be a writer. But you know, it's not as easy as you think. Well, I've been trying to write onlien, but the reader is just how many seeds.”

Zakiel. “Why don't you file your manuscript in the publisher alone?”

“Pengen anyway, but the name of the pen is not yet famous, so who wants to buy my book?”

“Try first. If you wait for your publication so, it also takes a long time, even years and the capital is also a little lo.”

Raisya digested Zakiel's words, absolutely right. Should he try to send the manuscript to the publisher?

“If you want, I have a few Channel books. His salary is good.”

“Hmmm may, later I try nulis.”

“You can also write onlien as well, itung-itung to recognize your name.”

Raisya was silent to Zakiel's words. That's right, why doesn't he think that way. All he thought about was how he got a lot of money.

“Ahh, bag_”

Raisya stopped talking when two teenagers fought in a loud voice. Don't forget Lo's harsh language and paggilan, I, look very fluent. Raisya recalled how the language used when speaking with Zakiel, he felt that the language was like a young boy, but when he heard the boy, he felt like an old man and stiff. Zakile also thought like that, making the two of them look at each other.

“Ekhm, kayakanya we have to pack my lo deh. Let's like a kid today.” Zakile raised his eyebrows.

Raisya smiled and nodded her head.

“ok, l_l_ lo. Ah really stiff huh?” Raisya.

“Gak papa later long-nature is also a habit.”

Raisya realized he had to move to his apartment immediately. Glancing at the circular clock in his left hand immediately he got up.

Zakiel looked at Taisya strangely as he suddenly stood up.

“Why?”

“Ahh, gu_ I have to go back. Next time we will discuss this issue again yes.” Raisya ran away from his place even he forgot to pay for his food.

Drt.... Drt.... Drt....

Raisya's steps stopped, immediately he raised the phone call without seeing who was calling.

“Once ****** permanent ******. Go home. I pull my words. Tonight I will meet you, get ready to serve me.”

Tut

Raisya stiffened to hear the words of the men there. What the hell's going on? Wasn't he released? God what else is this?