The Ghost Writers
Meeting Past People*

I, who was young and only 27 years old, seemed to get a special impression for some people who had known me.

He said, I am talented because I have been able to produce a beautiful work and in conjunction with other famous writers in Indonesia.

Of course to get to the point where I am now is not easy. In fact, many unexpected things to be able to make it happen.

Until finally, my daydreams fell out when shots of the glare of the camera lights at the joint photo session began to take place.

I winked in shock and almost forgot that the photo session started with a picture of the three of us, me, Joe Taslim and a host named Shanty.

I covered my surprise with a smile as usual. Until my view turned to the fans who looked impatient from their mimicry.

I could see the faces of the women from all walks of life were happy to stand between me and Bang Joe while carrying my novel.

One by one they went forward to do a photo shoot before the signature session. But who would have thought, 150 people managed to make my legs tingle, and it seems, Bang Joe realized it.

"Don't you, Mommy?" ask him when I bend my legs while holding the wall so as not to fall.

"Hahaha, yeah, Bang. I'm not used to heels. Don't tell people yes. Shameful," I asked while putting on a hardened face, but Bang Joe even chuckled even with a nod.

Next is the signature session. This time, Bang Joe resigned not to attend the event because his session had run out. Of course my fans are disappointed.

It was known from the look on their faces that turned ugly and the cry of 'Well' when the handsome man waved his hands as a farewell greeting.

The host and I welcomed Bang Joe's handshake before he left the stage. It's just that the unexpected happened when Bang Joe whispered to me.

"There was one guest at the very end of the chair and he was a man. He didn't come forward for the photo session together. I don't know what the motive is, but you better be alert, Ma'am," he said seriously which made my eyes immediately move towards the seat in question.

Apparently, right. There was one guest and he was a man. As far as I know, all of them are women like information from Agatha because it was the draw and witnessed by the management. So, there can't be any cheating.

I was thinking, if that guy was an intruder. In addition, he was very suspicious because he wore a mask covering his mouth and nose, wearing glasses, wearing a long coat and hat like his figure did not want to be known.

"okay, Bang. Thank you," I replied nervously for a moment.

I saw Bang Joe coming to Agatha and my friend swiftly nodded despite his serious face.

I stared at Agatha sharply from a distance who always stood to watch the course of events at the side door of the stage.

Before long, such a beautiful host got the information through the earphones worn on one of his ears. I sat back down with a smile trying to be normal.

"Well, what we've been waiting for. Next, is a signature session directly from Kak Pena in the novel you have purchased. We start from the invited guests who sit at the far left to advance first. Go ahead," said the host with a glowing face.

All the guests turned their heads towards the man, but the figure lowered his face then walked forward carrying my printed book.

I walked towards the special table to do the next session accompanied by Shanty.

I sat on a chair with a pen ready in hand and also lipstick for having to give a kiss on a special sheet in the novel, right off my lips.

Suddenly, two men in suits with cold faces entered the room and stood to my left right like bodyguards.

I don't know why this makes me tense, but I try to keep my face calm and keep smiling.

I looked at the man's face from one of the fans intently. Surprisingly, that look felt familiar and close enough to me.

My forehead is frowning trying to clearly remember this figure in front of me when my other fans still look cool holding a photo sheet that immediately becomes the result of a photographer's shots during a shooting session.

I'm sure my face changed because my eyes glared when I recognized him. This man in front of me is my former boss. But what happened to him? It looks old and unkempt.

I got nervous with my heart pounding as he smiled and held my hand slowly. Practically, I was shocked to the point of jolting.

I turned towards the two of them and gave the code a slow nod if he wasn't a threat.

But I saw, Agatha walking towards me where she would rarely show up if it were not for urgent matters.

"Don't draw attention. I don't want this to be gossip and media coverage" Agatha whispered to the two bodyguards.

"Yes, Mam" the two answered slowly.

I took a deep breath while picking up the printed novel book that was still on the table belonging to my former boss. I don't know what the purpose was to reappear before me after a long disappearance.

I tried to calm down and behave normally like the man in front of me I did not know. I open each sheet and I do as I should at the fan meeting.

"l. I have something to talk about with you. Can I ask for your precious time to talk to this poor fellow?" her question that made the scratch of my signature came to a halt instantly.

I looked up and smiled at him. "Meet me backstage. No need to attend the event because you can be recognized, Mr. Aksara," I whispered trying to keep the authority of the man in front of me.

"Thank you, Al. You've always been kind to me, but .. I've been mean to you," replied Mr. Aksara and I just nodded slowly.

"However, I need a reason why you can get an invitation to come here. You're the only man out of all the female guests," I asked full of inquires.

"I did win that draw. I used my daughter's name when I entered the coupon. Maybe this is God's destiny. He gave me a chance to meet you even if only one more time" he replied in a raucous voice.

"Hem, I understand. Thank you, Mr. Aksara. Fanny's gonna keep you safe from people so you don't get recognized. I know if you're trying to be unfamiliar with this appearance," I suspect.

I see Mr. Aksara smiling. "You're observant and sensitive. From a long time ago, I realized that. You're great, Alia," she said, which made my smile even more so because it was the first time a compliment had come out of her mouth.

I saw Fanny take Mr. Aksara away from the collection of pen pals. They left the ballroom out of nowhere, but for sure, we'll meet again.

After doing a lot of activities with 150 invited guests, my suffering ended that afternoon.

The event closed with a photo together on stage showing the parcels towards the camera. The photo will be published by management on one of their social media accounts.

I who was impatient to meet my former boss because he suddenly reappeared after 5 years of unknown news, rushed to the room with two bodyguards who guarded me during the autograph session.

One of the bodyguards with army-style pieces used his access card to open a door either room who was on one of the floors in the hotel.

PIPS! THE CZECH!

"Oh!" my shock when the door opened and it turned out, not only was Agatha Fanny my best friend and Lord of the Romans in the room, but there was also my husband and so were the others.

"Come in. We've been waiting a long time" my husband said, but it was more of a satire.

I stepped foot into the room and I saw one of the guards closing the door. I looked back and the two of them stood there like guard.

I feel tense and nervous. Still vividly remembered the incident 5 years ago that made me experience a little trauma because of the attitude of my former boss who was named the Rome Script and was none other than one of the famous writers of his time. At that time, I became a ghost writer for him.

Luckily, the black-haired man who is now my husband was always attentively accompanying me and taking me back to the real world. He promised to protect me until the end of my life.

"What's wrong. I will be here to stand with and protect you" said my husband Robby Purnama, who works as a police officer.

I nodded with a smile and sat with him on the long sofa. Agatha Fanny my journalist friend sat next to the Lord of the Romans, right across.

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