The Life 3 Basket
Chapter.142. Hiding Identity
"Why bang?" marinka asked as she saw her husband breathing deeply.
"As usual the reporters want to pry about the designer clothes that are buming at this time, with the pretext as a request from the community." Answer Ezra.
"And the answer remains the same, at this time no time to appear. There's another goal that hasn't been achieved yet,"
"Abang understands. Brother really appreciates you for hiding your identity."
"Actually the most basic reason is our kids bang. We don't know what dangers will threaten him. But at a minimum we must minimize crime in any form" said Marinka.
Actually the reason given Marinka quite reasonable, considering he had experienced a crime. The woman was even willing that her face was unknown to the world, even though the goods she sold were already worldwide, as long as her family remained safe. Ezra was actually very able to provide protection to his wife, because he had a lot of reliable bodyguards and trained people. But Marinka still refused, for the same reason.
"Later when it's time, the adek will definitely appear. But not for now" Marinka said.
"Do as comfortable as you are. No one can force you including brother. Brother wants to be good to be himself, not depending on the orders of others," said Ezra while wiping the top of his wife's head.
"Thank you bang already understand adek?"
"It shouldn't be?" said Ezra.
"Yes we slept yok bang? I'm tired today,"
"Emang today Ezka asks how many times to ride the escalator?" ezra asked, he had indeed arrived late when he picked up the child and his wife.
"Not counting bang.What is certain is that everyone is looking at us, like we have never climbed the stairs so." Answer Marinka.
Ezra laughed loudly at his wife's story.
"How did the uda respond?" ask Ezra
"Huu.don't ask bang. The uda did not stop grumbling. I think he understood the meaning of shame."
"I can imagine how sour the child's face was,"
"Mama.papa.open the door," cried Ezka from outside the door.
Marinka and Ezra looked at each other when they heard Ezka yelling. Marinka rushes down from the bed to open the door for her daughter.
Kriekkkk
Marinka noticed there were tears on her daughter's cheeks, and Marinka guessed it had something to do with Rakha.
"What's up. Hem's? why cry?" ask Marinka.
Ezka immediately hugged Marinka, a hug that had not even reached her waist.
"No longer want to be the same as you again, you are evil." Ezka answered with a sullen face.
Marinka carried her daughter, took the little girl to her room and laid her on the bed, in the middle of the room.
"What else is it. Hem's? fight with uda again?" ezra asked as he rubbed the top of his daughter's head.
"Yes. Uda evil, do not want to be the same as uda again. He also said he did not want to miss Ezka. So Ezka wants to miss papa's mom."
"What's so bad about uda?" ask Ezra.
"Say you said Mr. John likes Ezka. It will be big, Mr. John is getting married to Ezka. Anyway Ezka doesn't want to,"
"Married? what is marriage?" ask Ezra to make sure.
"Don't know. I don't want to marry her, anyway,"
Ezra gave a smile, Marinka could only hide her laughter.
"You know where Mr. John likes Ezka?" ask Ezra.
"Say Mr.'s eyes. John likes flickering flirtatious same Ezka."
"Honey. Mr. John is not so because he likes Ezka, but Mr. John's eyes are hurting. So Mr.'s eyes. John likes to blink himself. But even so, we must not insult others, especially Mr. John is older than Ezka. Let papa say it's the same uda?" said Ezra.
"Now Ezka's back in the room?" ask Ezra.
"Don't want to pa, Ezka wants to stay here."
"Cannot. Doesn't Ezka want a sister?"
"Bang.." Marinka's eyes bulged, but Ezra did not want to sleep without hugging his wife.
"Is his sister there?"
"Yet. Mom and Dad tried again. That's why Ezka can't sleep here,"
Ezka seemed to think, then the little girl agreed to return to her room. Ezra escorts Ezka to return to his room, Rakha who is busy playing mobile phone just a glance, then focus back on the phone in his hand.
"Lord. Stop playing the HP! it's night, it's time for bed."
Rakha immediately stopped playing the phone instantly. Ezra then approached his son to advise him. Ezka who heard Rakha being advised felt satisfied that the little girl was smiling herself from under the blanket.
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"Hows it? do you agree to follow public requests? they just want to know, what their idol is male or female, they also want to know what their idol voice is like," said Ezra.
"Geez bang, all the way? I think I just want to be behind the scenes. Never wanted to appear in public."
"Just enjoy. If you want to refuse, it's no problem,"
Marinka seemed silent, the woman was weighing the offer.
"Don't be forced, as my brother said, no one can force a bitch to do something she doesn't like" Ezra said, wiping the top of his wife's head.
"No bang. This time I did not want to disappoint the fans continuously. Yes even though adek can not appear fully in public."
"alright. Means the adek has decided it, brother will arrange the interview place in the most private place,"
"Thank you bang,"
"How many adept journalists would you like, for a later interview?"
"More, better bang." Answer Marinka.
"alright. I understand,"
Ezra then told his confidants to set up a nice place for Marinka in the interview. The man knew the response that would occur after his wife appeared, with half her appearance. But Ezra would always accompany his wife, to give her strength.
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Long purple dress wrapped in the slender body of Marinka. The woman walked gracefully, as she entered the room that was set up in such a way. Do not be asked how the reporters reacted when he began to enter the room in a beautiful decor. Marinka wore a mask that only covered her eyes, with an accent of feathers beside the mask.
"My wife still looks beautiful, even though her face is covered with that mask," inner Ezra who saw the event from the end of the room.
Marinka sits gracefully and quietly, though the camera repeatedly shoots her non-stop. The host then began to host the show that aired directly on television.
All journalists have prepared questions for powerful questions, to pry the rising side of the designer's life. And that question starts with the identity of the name and where it comes from.
"MD is my real name. But sorry, for now I can't tell you what the initials stand for for a personal reason. But I'm going to tell you a little bit about where I come from, I come from a country that I love Indonesia so much." Marinka answered him calmly and thoughtfully.
Indonesia was underlined by journalists, and they asked again about the country they did not know. Marinka proudly told her about the country briefly and clearly. The reporters then asked about all the profiles of her that Marinka answered truthfully. Marinka also reported about her intention to open a factory for her brand in her home country.
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