Sun Princess & Snow Prince
Episode 4 - The Golden Tricks

~ Deception is a way of peacefully grabbing the heart of the Prince... or vice versa?  ~

Occupational.

The reason that caused Avelia now stands here, among dozens of job applicants. He was sitting, but then he was forced to stand after being glared and chased away by two girls who had previously insinuated him. Just because the shoes Ave was wearing were not the kind of high heels they were wearing, the two magical grannies with pretty girl looks managed to drive away Ave and a young man sitting next to her. They repeatedly complained in front of Ave and the young man. At first their tone was quite slow and polite, but for a long time they spoke almost like shouting furiously 'Mbok ya lo-lo on the stand, change why?'

Who told you to wear shoes that tall to apply for a job? Does every prospective employee in the administration usually have to use high heels every day? Are they applying for a job or looking for a husband? High heels that high are certainly very painful when worn. Can they finish the interview well if the leg hurts? I don't know, Ave doesn't care and doesn't want to know. Maybe that's their standard. Wear high heels to look sophisticated, so that they are selected and acceptable. Meanwhile, according to Ave, high shoes are not high heels but high hell!!

Ave shrugged his shoulders. Why are you busy thinking about others? He's on a mission. His clothes were chosen as simple as possible. Just one regular white shirt covered in a pastel blazer with a black skirt to the knees. When he got out of the house, Ave didn't bring a lot of clothes. Only a few are casual. It is more appropriate to wear everyday or just a walk. To go home, Ave was disinclined. Cook not a week he's home yet? Papa will laugh at him later. Fortunately, Tiar is willing to lend a stel of clothing that is commonly used when applying for a job first.

"How many times have you used this, Yar?" ask Ave when ironing clothes. At that time Tiar visited the apartment, opened his room and locked Jaya so that Ave could wear his clothes.

Tiar's head tilted slightly. Recalling. "Eitherway. About 10 or 15 times."

"To apply for a job?" ask Ave. Tiar nodded.

"Of all those interviews how many times have you been accepted?" ask Ave again. His hand grabbed the clothes hanger, put the clothes to hang.

"One time! When I got accepted to work in the studio. I'll just wear it for a minute too. After that the owner of the sports studio wanted to see the way I trained. Wear training clothes. So yeah, almost never." Tiar shook his head for a moment, before returning to his cell phone.

Whats??

Ave looked at the newly-shirted clothes. 15 times proposed and none accepted? And tomorrow he wears it...

But eventually Ave kept on wearing it. He has no choice. He should be able to blend into an ordinary person and should not be flashy, like Natty's message. It's succeeding. It might even be too successful. Comparing earlier, Ave felt her appearance was the simplest among all the suitors. As soon as he saw them, Ave instantly lost confidence. He was no longer sure he could be accepted for work.

Every corner of the lobby that has a chair is occupied by people. Almost everything holds a map and the contents must be CV. One by one they were called, until they arrived at lunch. A beautiful woman came out of the room that had been entered by job applicants who were called in turn. He spread a sweet smile before finally telling the announcement.

"Please pay attention, everyone. Since it was almost twelve, the examiners would take a break and have lunch first. For prospective applicants who have not been called can rest and lunch in the employee cafeteria room on the ground floor. The interview will resume at exactly one o'clock. Anyone who does not attend on time will be disqualified. Thank you." Thank you."

Finished the beautiful woman spoke and went back into her room, murmurs and sighs rang out among the crowd of people. One by one they left the waiting room, moved towards the elevator and went down to the ground floor, towards the cafeteria. In just a few minutes, the floor was empty.

In the past, due to the high school hours and part-time work at restaurants, Ave used to eat after lunch. Even if you can eat, at least only a small plate of rice. If it is too much, the stomach hurts. Therefore, rather than later he mules when interviewed, Ave prefers to follow his usual diet.

While resting her achy legs from standing for quite a long time, Ave sat leaning against the chair facing the large glass window. He lifted his left leg, then massaged it slowly while raising his face and staring out.

The view from the 9th floor was actually incredible for everyone else. Moreover, for a long time Ave did not look at the city of Jakarta that he missed for the last five years from a place this high. Her visit to her sister's GE building can be counted on her fingers and mostly only in Lily's study. When he was a child, with Ajie, he was often invited by Papa and Mama around Jakarta, visiting many interesting places. Kebon Beast Ragunan, Monas, Taman Impian Jaya Ancol, Sarinah Plaza, National Museum, Planetarium...

But Ave was always afraid of heights. He could not approach the window with his feet. His entire body, especially his legs would tremble violently. So he sat down and looked from afar. After all, from his place he could still pay attention to the rows of buildings out there.

Ave's eyes narrowed to make sure the buildings he had once known. Sometimes he shook his head and his forehead creased. Not sure the name of the building he saw and maybe it's a new building. I don't know. I have to learn a lot more now. He began to worry, lest he stay abroad for too long, now he is a guest in his own country.

Papa, you really turned me into a stranger now.

"Why feet?" The question was heard from behind Ave. Ave.

A man was standing there. He wore a plain white shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows and the two buttons on the very top removed just like that. Black and slippery trousers covered a pair of long legs that stood casually. Both of the man's hands were perched on his waist.

Reflex, Ave stood up. Ave's height was only 155 cm, and he only reached the man's shoulders. This man is about 175-180 cm tall. The girl glanced at the man's stomach and. Ave held his unconscious breath. Lean body muscles, firm shoulders, and a plane chest. Check the list done! Body's perfect. Ave looked up. That face...

Come on, this is the handsome prince!!. This is my favorite type! Waitaminute! Let's see.. which prince? Eugene's? Philip's? The charming? Beast after the curse faded? An aladdin? Naveen's? Aaah, let's value it first...

Straight hair that is trimmed neatly and looks a little wet on the forehead. His tall, pointed nose that was slightly bent at the end, his thick eyebrows with a sharp yet shady gaze that emitted a pair of brownish-black eyes. There was a shadow of a dimple to the right of her cheek as she spoke. His sturdy-looking jaw twitched seductively at Ave. Unknowingly, Ave immediately took two steps back.

"Why feet?" The young man repeated his question. This time Ave looked down.

There was a pair of feet with pure white skin on the ceramic floor without using any pedestal visible below. Ave's toes were like laughing loudly while showing off those who were enjoying the coldness of the marble floor. Ave's mouth was gaping wide, before he hurriedly lowered his head to pick up his heels that were thrown far below the seat. He found the right shoe, but the left one... Ave looked down. Nothing, and when he lifted his head, his left shoe stood upright on the chair. Aarggghs!

"Ma, sorry! My foot was pegeled, so I took off my shoes" replied Ave nervously, then sat down on the chair and put the shoes back on in a hurry.

The man looked at Ave expressionlessly. Ave tried to calm down even though her heart was pounding fast noticed like that. He stayed down until his heart slackened a little. The man moved and sat on the very end of the chair. This time Ave already dared to glance slightly at him.

After the man sat down, he leaned back on the chair, pulled out his phone and earphones, put them in his ears and placed his phone in the chair next to Ave while looking out the big window.

Ave started judging the man from a distance. The clothes are simple, not too flashy like Papa or Ajie. Ave is not too familiar with clothes or suit berberk with just one look at the fabric. But, he knew very well that the clothes worn by this man were also not cheap and it was visible from the cloth that fell gently. However, seeing its simple form, Ave concluded that the man was the same as the prospective employees who had sat with him.

Right, this guy must be one of the job applicants as well. He must be resting too. Ave smiled. An idea came to his mind. Without hesitation, he shifted his seat to get closer to the man who was leaning while closing his eyes. As if sensing something approaching, the man suddenly opened his eyes. Automatically, his hand removed the attached earphones.

"Have you heard the information yet?" ask Ave, sitting down. Take out the mint candy box, and take one to eat. He also offered to the man. But the man shook his head.

"What?" The man looked confused.

Ave smiled back kindly. He tried to look sincere. "I don't really want a story. But this Mas looks good and I am sure, Mas must have been selected as an employee here. It's just..."

"I?" The man's forehead creased slightly hearing Ave's words. He glanced around them. There's no one.

Yes you are what I mean, Greget Ave in heart. But he smiled again.

Then Ave sighed, looking worried. He leaned his body closer to the man. "My guy friends used to work here. But then she was in a great pain before finally. "Ave's eyes dimmed sadly. Then he looked again. Getting closer.

"Mending if his pain is normal, this is him having a disease, that'uu loh," Ave whispered as she pointed at the man's pants. Both of the men's legs automatically moved shut. But Ave continued, "Before he left, he had time to tell the cause. He's sick because the director's here."

The man's forehead next to Ave wrinkled. He looks. It was a bit of a shock to see Ave's face being so close to him. He looked at Ave full of question marks. "Because of the director? Meanin?"

"My friend is sick because. mmm. ketangkitan by the Director."

The man's mouth opened slightly. He looks even more shocked. Ave was getting excited to talk. Just then, there was a message coming in from the phone that was in the pocket of the man's shirt. He picked it up and was reading, as Ave continued his false story.

"So the Director here is, my friend said, like... " Ave deliberately glanced to the right and to the left first, before bringing his face closer to the man's ear again, closing his lips with one hand, before whispering continues, "... he said he liked men!"

The man turned his head suddenly, until accidentally his lips touched Ave's nose. Both were shocked and moved away. The man stood up quickly, Ave retreated. But Ave wasn't ready. She fell from her seat in a strangled state, making the contents of her skirt clearly visible to the man.

The man was flabbergasted for a few seconds before coughing his face away. His face changed color. It was dark at first before blushing and long-pale...

Ave hurriedly stood up, hiding the hue of her face that was suddenly as pale as her skin. They both avoid looking at each other. But quickly Ave gained control, his ignorant grin appearing on his face.

Yess, it is not free to learn ignorant, acting and lying from his friends. The proof of that man was up to that moment.

Deceiving to pave the way to lawful work, is not it?

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