The One More Chance
Unaltered

"Why is my name bad?" vira protests.

The door of Malvin's room was wide open, his secretary greeting Malvin with an apologetic face.

Nothing can stop Vira, especially the clothes Vira is wearing so openly come to ASG security company that ninety percent are all men, he said, make them confused how to prevent Vira who continues to walk firmly towards the room Malvin.

Malvin's shaking hands asked him to leave, sitting casually staring at Vira who was looking at him with a reddened face.

"What name?" ask Malvin to relax.

"My pseudonym, is there anything better?"

"It's a good thing, the important thing is to be called Vira."

"Tri Virastuti?" ask Vira in a high tone, "lo think the name is good, make the name about dong don't kampungan."

"The address at KTP that I love you is indeed from the village"

"But the name is not a village also dong, today the village people name cool ngalin people city."

"The present day, the time when we were born?"

Annoyed Vira raised the signboard of Malvin's table on the table, wanting to throw it.

"Throw" challenge Malvin.

Vira puts it down with a little slamming and sits in the seat right in front of Malvin, takes the card out of his bag and puts it right in front of Malvin.

Next to Malvin's eyebrows raised.

"What else?, change his name" Vira sat leaning back and crossed her legs gracefully.

Malavin looked at Vira fixedly before sighing heavily, "you have not participated in work, do not say thank you even protest. Urat shame you've lost?, just like your self-esteem?" flat without emotion but managed to jolt Vira.

From Abra, Sam and Malvin, Malvin's words are always sharp. If Sam speaks of the ceplos we who hear the heartache it has become a reasonable thing. But Malvin's flat, heartless style of speech is capable of offending people, and many times more painful.

"Lo think it's easy to make the data you use now?, do not protest a lot or you force me to stay with Pak Jaya so you can't go anywhere" threatened Malvin. "If I miss you living with Bokap lo, because we are fed up with your behavior, what else is your face squirming" relaxed and even showed a thin smile.

Instead of being angry, Vira's face looked at Malvin with eyes starting to turn red in tears.

"Gue isn't Abra who's going to cry" said it with a small laugh.

Vira bit her inner lower lip, smiled broadly at her eyes and sighed .

"You really hate me?" ask Vira in a squeaking voice.

"Very .. very .. especially me" Malvin replied with great emphasis he said.

"Gue wants you to understand I'm like ..."

"Can't" cut Malvin.

Vira's head looked up to hold him back so that his tears would not flow, sighing many times.

"Because you're not the Savira we used to know."

Silence, Vira chose silence not to speak Malvin's words. If he opens his mouth just once Virabyakin he'll cry in front of Malvin.

There was a long silence between them until Vira finally managed to look back at Malvin with a smile.

"It seems like there is no one who cares and understands me anymore" said Vira Liri.

Not intending to respond, Mavin stood up from his seat so Vira stood up, taking the card he had placed on Malvin's table earlier.

"Thank you for your help, greetings to Sam and Abra" said Vira Lirih.

"Never try to play with him, he and his extended family are crazier than you" Malvin said.

"Thank you"

Vira turned around began to step away, as well as Malvin who stepped foot took a leather jacket hanging not far from him.

"Hey" he called out to stop Vira's steps.

Vira's smile that began to disappear was engraved wide again, Vira turned back the body "a ..."

Malvin's jacket landed on his face.

"If you intend to dugen do not habitually wear clothes less material from home."

Vira is happy, Vira's smile is getting wider.

"There's no sun to dry your teeth"

Hearing him Vira puffed her cheeks, back of the body back out of the room Malvin while wearing a jacket Malvin with a big smile.

After Vira left Malvin sighed, if asked to hate Vira without thinking long Malvin will answer Yes. Vira's selfish and stubborn attitude becomes more and more after Luis introduces her to a world of freedom-filled nights.

The four of them used to be lovers of the night world, but still know the norms. Together from High School to college, they are disappointed by Vira's decision to date the likes of Luis, and constantly disappointing them to the point of ruining Abra's household and will send Gea to the orphanage to enjoy her free life with Luis.

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Enzo's finger stopped the video playback on the LCD monitor meeting room screen, and turned to Javir who was sitting in front of him. Some days Javir managed to avoid Enzo, to this day he did not evade anymore.

They were both in the meeting room. After a meeting with some of Enzo's hotel managers was over, Enzo banned Javir from leaving, before the room was quiet and Enzo started saying what he wanted to say Javir secretly contacted Abra through his phone and placed it on the table right in front of him in an inverted position.

"They were fighting because the three were bothering Emma" Javir opened his voice.

Enzo smiled slightly, "I'm not calling you to ask why they're fighting."

"Then?"

"What are they good at?" enzo asked with a curious feeling that could not be covered.

Javir tried to calm down un-baited, "as you can see."

Enzo laughed at her, "they fought for only a few minutes, so I was less than satisfied."

Javir looked at Enzo with a look of dislike, normal people would be grateful if they saw a fight that only happened for a moment, but Enzo was the opposite.

Enzo's hand waved at Abra with a big smile on his lips, in contrast to Abra who clucked at Enzo sharply.

"I don't agree with the Returned you mean" Abra went straight to the point.

Enzo's head was bearded, "don't waste their talent."

"I have no problem wasting their talents for the sake of their future" Abra rebutted quickly without thinking. "Don't try to get our children into your world, let them live quietly."

Enzo's face turned flat.

"Alaric just won't get into your world after he knows what he has to sacrifice, enough we know the mafia world. If I can give you advice, you also start quitting."

"Remanov is not what he used to be."

"I know, but I still don't want to" Abra said firmly. "If that happens I'll cut off all communication with you again, and I'll tell Hanna what you've done to the kids."

"You're threatening me?"

Abra smiled broadly, "yes because only Hanna can control you."

"I'm not like that."

"Yes we are, don't try to evade."

Enzo silently tapped on the table with his index finger, a habit if he was thinking.

"Ok no Returned"

Abra smiled in relief, as did Javir who sighed silently.

If Aslan and Regan enter the Mafia world, inevitably Javir who is assigned to monitor them will be dragged too.

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Since the holiday Aslan is not always home, Alaric even more work, Javir at home only at night. Regan cannot contact Zahra at this time because in Indonesia it must be midnight.

Regan's whim opened IGnya, the application was only downloaded but rarely he opened and Regan's eyes sparkled to see IG Gea reading Active now.

"What did you miss?" ask Gea directly when their video call is connected.

Regan stared at Gea flat, refuting her head with her hands, "again bored at home alone, not having a pizza not yet warm, not having the workmanship of the money with the weight of your VC heart."

Gea sneered at it, "Where are you going?."

"In the studio of Robet Calter."

Gea nodded her head, Regan's phone screen showed that Gea was not stable moving.

"Can diem not?, my eyes are dizzy" grumbled Regan.

Gea's index finger signals Regan not to be noisy, and Regan's phone screen shows the twins' rooms.

Her mother sleeps sideways with Chaka, while her father sleeps on a carpet beside Bilqis who is sleeping in a swing bouncer.

"You screenshoot dong" whispered Gea.

Regan can only follow what is in Gea's pinta, counting she can prank her father by adding some emoticons or editing them.

Regan shows an unstable image because Gea seems to be coming out of the twin's room.

Just then the sound of the microwave clanking rings if the pizza Regan is warming is finished, Regan puts her cellphone on the table and goes into the kitchen.

The door opened, Javir came in and opened his shoes and put them in his shoes.

"fr"

Hearing someone calling Regan, Javir turned his head in all directions looking for the source of the voice.

"Ih .. why am I even seeing the roof of the house."

Recognizing the sound Javir's feet quickly stepped closer to the living room table, his hand grabbed Regan's phone lying on the table.

The look in their eyes was met, Gea who was originally going to grumble instantaneously bit her inner lower lip.

"Hi" said Javir.

Gea said in silence, not returning his greeting.

changing Gea's eyes like never before as she looked at Javir, none of her eyes were staring at him with sparkling gazes anymore.

"Ap ..."

Disconnected, Regan's hp screen displays a picture of wallpaper. Javir sighed, putting Regan's phone back on the table. Javir turns around and is surprised to see Regan standing behind him with her mouth biting on the pizza.

"Tumben's coming at this hour?" Regan put the bitten pizza on the plate, "usually it's still the same way he said office friends."

Javir squinted at Regan suspiciously.

"Don't look at me like that and don't su'uzon, I don't have a job reporting everything you do?, who are you anyway?."

Successfully, Regan's words manage to nudge Javir. Yeah, who is he?, who is he not, and vice versa. Nothing has changed, because it should be.

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Chaka: Kak Gea's

Bilqis : Be Shy Kak Gea 😶

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