Sun Princess & Snow Prince
Episode 23 - Two Devilish Witches

~ When fellow sorcerers bewitch each other, it is better for everyone to step aside ~

Zaid glanced at Ave who was eating hurriedly in front of him, then still with her mouth full, the girl gathered all the dishes and glasses on the dining table. He even chews while washing dishes.

But while Zaid was still thinking about how to reprimand the girl, Ave had already disappeared back into his room. Zaid turned to the wall, looking at the clock. At 07.00. Time to go to work.

But Avelia is invisible. Does he have to wait? Or will the girl go alone?

Zaid chose to stand up and just as he was about to grab his backpack, suddenly...

"Eiith! Let Ave take it, sir!" said Ave who knew already on Zaid's side. He was wearing a work outfit with a bag slung sideways on his shoulder. Zaid's bag was already in his arms. The distinctive grin on the tiny face was wide. "Young handsome master, let this beautiful maid bring ya ya ya!"

Instead of being grateful, Zaid's forehead wrinkled. He began to remember Ave's habits. If that ignorant grin appeared on her beautiful face, there was usually something.

"Tumbens. This time you plan on doing something else?" zaid asked suspiciously as he walked out. His eyebrows shot up next to him as he glanced at Ave, who was accompanying him from behind obediently.

"So gini, sir. Right now there's a campaign*Go Green.* To support that, we as good Indonesian citizens should start by practicing this healthy movement of our earth. Yes save on plastic use, recycle waste, plant trees, save non-renewable natural resources, maximize renewable natural resources and... "

Zaid's feet stopped stepping. He looked at Ave. "Be straight up the point, Ve!"

Ave smiled sweetly. "So to support the campaign, Ave thought it was better if Ave hitchhiked Mr.'s car. Save fuel and paper."

Alright, Zaid is starting to be able to read this girl's mind. But what does this have to do with paper? Feeling awkward, Zaid asked, "Fuel just might. But paper? Did you burn paper if you didn't ride in my car?"

Ave shook her head strongly. "No! Wasn't it! But Ave saved money. What is money made of? From the paper, sir!"

Zaid looked at Ave. Can't say anything. Then he stepped out, towards the parking lot. But on the porch, something fad appeared on Zaid's head. The corner of his lips lifted slightly. He looked at Ave.

"Are you sure you want to ride me, Ve?" ask again with a meaningful smile.

As he had expected, Ave nodded vigorously. Still hugging Zaid's bag.

Zaid shrugged and moved towards the garage. Not to take the car, but the big bike. As the man rode out and moved closer to Ave waiting near the fence, he could see Ave's mouth wide open.

"Get it!" said Zaid while thrusting the helmet.

Ave didn't budge. He looked down at the mini skirt he was wearing. How does he get on a big bike without showing the contents of his skirt?

Zaid held back his smile. "Wait moreover? Go hunted! I'm going to the studio again. If you use the car, you will no longer rush to the office. Today we are filming with Natasha. I need to be with him."

Ave bit her lips, looking for a way. He almost ran out of monthly money and hitchhiking on Zaid to work was just one tactic to save money. Who would have thought now his tactics even became a weapon to eat sir.

"Sir! Ave also wanted to see Natty and want to learn the filming process. Can you, sir? Back in the studio, Ave hasn't had a chance."

A moment Zaid looked at Ave before nodding.

"If so, you wait. We still have plenty of time, right? Ave wants to change his pants first. Can you, sir?" ask Ave expectantly.

Zaid nodded. "Five minutes!"

Without saying anything else, Ave darted back into the house. Snatching pants are the easiest to reach. No longer care about the appropriate color combination or not. Even wearing it while walking back to the door. In less than five minutes, the girl took the helmet that Zaid handed her, put it on and climbed onto the motorcycle saddle. Sit up straight.

"Are you sure you're sitting like that?" ask Zaid. His hands were busy hooking his helmet lock.

"Knew!" said Ave.

A faint smile surfaced on Zaid's face before he covered his face with a helmet windshield and started to start the bike. The sound of the 300 cc motor rang out to thrill Ave. Not to mention that Zaid's motor was moving, he had been tightly stuck to Zaid's back.

But his movements surprised Zaid. Never before had he felt a female body this close to him. A warm touch with a different body shape can be felt his back that is rumbling amused. Unaware he squirms. However, Ave who was worried about falling even tightened his embrace.

"Ve, how would I drive if you cake a monkey boy asking for this stuff?" said Zaid a little loud to interpret the sound of the motorbike.

"Kok the monkey, Paaak? Koala kaaan more cute. Papaaak ngaku monyeeet, Ave recognized his sonaa. Iiish, udaaah mesh! Entaaar let's have a telaaat!" answer Ave as hard as possible to beat the roar of the motor.

Zaid's forehead was wrinkled. "Veee! I am not deaf!"

"Yes, nets!" ave shouted louder beside Zaid's ear.

Why are they screaming like this, Zaid thought to his head. With this girl, he turned into an abnormal human. No longer caring, Zaid chose to let go of the brakes.

The motor is speeding up on a highway that is starting to get stuck. The sooner, the tighter Ave's arms hug Zaid's back. Now Zaid understands why his friends used to flirt. It's free to have a big bike if you don't have a girlfriend. Apparently this is what they mean. Turns out... Zaid has to admit that he likes it.

While behind her, Avelia was busy muttering in her heart. "*Allah, the Most Merciful, the Most Merciful. Ave the penitence of all Ave's delinquents. Ave loves maki-maki. Ave penitent likes jahilin Papa and Mas Ajie. Ave penitent sedat sedain. Anyway Ave penitent. Please cut this path, God. Have mercy on your beautiful, cute, kind and kind servant. Aamiin's." *

As soon as the motor stopped, Ave hurriedly jumped down. A little bit of tasting and thankfully Zaid's hand was also quick to hold his hand. "Be careful!"

"Some of you did it fast! Someone is chasing you!" lamented Ave. Both of his hands were busy squeezing and shaking the helmet lock. But still can't get away.

Why is the helmet key so hard? thought Ave was getting upset. It was still morning, but his mind had been repeatedly tested for problems.

Not far from them, a girl who was walking into the studio followed by two of her assistants looked at the scene furiously behind sunglasses. He was starting to believe this time his guess was right. There was something between Zaid and the beautiful girl who was just called a regular staff by Zaid's.

"Mas Zayd!" call the girl while approaching the two. He shook his hands so that his two assistants would not follow him. The two men chose to go straight inside carrying all the equipment they were carrying.

Ave and Zaid both turned their heads. As soon as Ave realized who the girl was, he looked at Zaid in annoyance. Early this morning why even meet with Maya, this liar artist?

"How are you, Mum? Thanks for taking a photo today!" Maya says. Without a doubt, he wrestled spoiled on Zaid's arm. Spontaneous Zaid brushed off slowly.

"Hello, Mother Maya. Good mornin! Excuse me!" greet Ave while nodding his head before stepping aside as quickly as possible. He does not want to be a slander again like before. In a hurry the girl entered the studio.

Zaid could only look at Ave's half-running back in disappointment before turning to Maya. "I came here to talk to Natasha, May! It just so happens that you guys have a schedule today."

Maya's back is vertical. "Oh, Natty is here too? She also contracted Cloud's cosmetic products?" ask Maya quickly.

Zaid. "Don't worry! I can't possibly wear two main models for one cosmetic."

Maya smiled with satisfaction. At least with Zaid, he can calmly face a tough rival who has been overshadowing his career. They were almost the same age, also starting from the same agency, but only because Natasha had dated Ajie Al Farizi did she get more work than she did. Not to mention their status is still equally single, making journalists entertainment world always compare himself with Natasha. When Natasha moved the agency, Maya was very grateful. Although it turns out, after many years passed, Natasha still became his rival.

They walked into the studio. Maya's curiosity increased when she saw Natasha posing in one corner of the studio. Natasha's thick and long hair looked beautifully curled framing her beautiful face. In a professional style, Natasha follows the orders of a photographer who clearly seems to like everything she shows.

"What kind of ad did he get, Mas?" ask Maya.

Zaid's eyes looked at Maya. "You sure you don't know? Usually even you're a complete to me if he gets a good package."

Maya looked confused.

"Shampoo Lusso signed him. Directly three years," replied Zaid while again paying attention to Natasha's shooting process again.

The shampoo brand is famous for always choosing brand ambassadors from international models. The contract value is very tempting. Not to mention the fame that was guaranteed to be many folds from before. Understandably, the company of the shampoo brand is always making quality ads that always win various advertising competitions.

Maya already knew from her agency that the previous model had finished the contract and the shampoo company was looking for a new model. He instead asked his management team to contact one of the people near the top of the shampoo company. Who would have thought Natasha would get it!

A flash of information appeared instantly in Maya's mind. He just remembered now. The shampoo company was also part of the Golden Eagle group. The company is owned by the Al Farizi family. Natasha's ex-boyfriend.

Worth it, Maya thought. Maybe this compensates Ajie Al Farizi to calm the heart of his former lover. But Maya remembered something.

It's no secret that Zaid and Ajie's relationship is so bad. The two are competing in the advertising world. That is also why Ajie has his own advertising company, although in terms of creativity, Zaid company is much more famous in its field.

"Mas, this is GE's project, how can your company get it?" asked Maya, unable to hide her astonishment..

Zaid's lips smiled knot. "It could be, Ajie's wife was my best friend. Very well," he replied before leaving Maya, approaching Natasha.

Maya notices Zaid greeting Natasha warmly. It was different when they met. The two are friendly. From a distance, Maya can see Zaid's small laughter expanding, accompanied by a nod of Natasha who is also smiling.

*Basic Grandma Magic! *whisper Maya is upset in the heart. But the girl put on her best smile, coming at the two.

"Good morning, Sister Natty! How are you?" sapana. Maya is about to kiss Natasha's cheek, but the girl dodges.

"Sorry, May! I still have a photo session. You have a session too?" ask Natasha.

Maya nodded. "Yes, Miss Natty. Fuckin' tired. Yesterday it was actually a facility, but want to be restrained," he exclaimed spoiled with embarrassment. Try to remain stable after being subtly rejected. The staff that filled the studio. Everyone seems busy, not paying attention to the incident just now*. Mercifully.*

Natasha's lips formed a straight line before hissing softly. "Old cirain don't meet, you'll be more professional. Stay with the village model. Take a picture of it you use it. May... May... " Then Natasha turned to the assistant who was repairing her make-up, asking for a tissue. Back doesn't care.

Not like that. This time some of the staff who were around them must have heard that sentence, as they immediately hid their respective smiles. Only Zaid looked ordinary. Maya held back her wrath and tried to keep smiling. He can't be a news headline when attacking this witch named Natasha.

"Where yes Ma'am, his name again wants the best. Mm... Been here a long time, Mother? Want to wait for me? Once we had lunch with yuk!" Maya doesn't want to give up. He wanted to hear Natasha's story until he got this big project.

Natasha turned to Maya. Staring lazily. "Lu think I have time to gossip, May? I'm not you, a lot of annoyance. My schedule's a week already*packed*." Again a sharp satire sounded.

Maya speechless. Sipped. Worrying about any sentence he said next will be answered with sharp insinuations from Natasha again. He can't say anything. Enough of this shame. Just then, Zaid waved to call the photography team who was going to take pictures of Maya. These two beautiful models must be separated immediately or the studio will become claw claw rings and both of them actually turned into a pair of evil witches in the entertainment news.

"Mr Natty!" the screeching made everyone look.

Then it looks the strangest sight of all.

Natasha developed both hands and let Ave hug her warmly. No longer care about the make-up or shape of her hair that has been arranged in such a way. They hugged for more than a minute, circled around and the words 'kangen, miss you so much, long time not see' splashed between them without caring for the astonished gazes of the people.

Since when did the artist who was known to be so cold behave so warmly with an ordinary-looking girl? Don't laugh so much like that. Just smile Natasha rarely. Even many feel that only when photographed, Natasha wants to smile. Only to those closest to him could he act familiar. And his close friends are not ordinary people.

Zaid stared with a cold gaze, but probed.

Maya stared with her mouth open and a look of disbelief.

Avelia must not be an ordinary girl.

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