The Perfectionist 2: Aerospace
Preferentially

Tia rushed to hide to avoid Ilona. He also signaled to the colleagues who were waiting for him to be silent.

Ilona got up and grabbed the crowd of reporters in front of her. His eyes swept across the entire area.

"You guys saw a girl other than a reporter, who was standing here not just now?" yelled Ilona, asking the reporters.

They all just dizzy and look at each other, because they are too focused on Ilona to ignore the surroundings.

Ilona clucked in annoyance, she looked towards the foodcourt. With quick steps, he rushed to Tami and his friends who were only in the foodcourt area at the time.

"Sori, which one of you just called 'Tia'?" Ilona asked with a probing gaze towards Tami and the others.

"Euh? The tia? Ng ... no kok, Mbak wrong denger times." said Tami.

"My voice is normal! I'm obviously very horrified that someone called the name 'Tia' just now." said Ilona.

"You don't believe in us the same! Anyway if we call the name Tia, what does it have to do with you?? Not necessarily the Tia we call is the person you mean! I'm sorry Ma'am, we're going to eat this!" jeni, take out her jutek.

"You don't know who I am??"

Jeni and her friends just stared flat at Ilona, then ignored her.

"Eh, what menu do we want?" ask, divert the conversation.

"Gue wants some tongseng!" chirps Jeni.

They deliberately acted as if there was no Ilona in front of them. With great annoyance, Ilona ruffled her waist and returned to voice.

"The basis of people is unclear! He was asked to talk to himself!" sumpat Ilona turning back and away.

Jeni and Tami compactly act as if they are throwing something away while making a sound, "Hush, hush, hush!!"

"Sst, Tia why must it bump anyway? What's wrong?" whisper Gugun on Teguh.

Firmly just shrugged, his eyes continued to follow the figure of Ilona to make sure the artist was no longer in the area.

After the atmosphere returned to be conducive because Ilona and the reporters had dispersed, Tia finally came out of hiding and approached her friends.

"Sori-sori, I'm messing up" said Tia hurriedly and somewhat softly while sitting between Tami and Teguh.

"He ate this, Ti. You should hunt adem you know." said Tami.

"Why are you talking, Ti? Do you have a problem with that song artist?" jeni asked, then bribed a spoonful of rice with a side dish of tongseng into her mouth.

"Hmmm .. Actually I have met him several times, and from the beginning of his discovery was not that good." said Tia.

"But to be honest, I'm grateful that the young boss did not continue the relationship with him." said Gugun.

"Why Gun? Let you get a girl?" ledek Jeni's.

"Not .. I'm also a guy, if there are girls the character is so yes .. really bad for decades, especially until a serious relationship." said Gugun.

"Oh .. kirain! Yes yuk eat him hunted, do not take kemaleman. Kasian is waiting at home." said Jeni.

Everyone went back to eating the food until it ran out. Tami, Tia and Gugun returned to have a light conversation after eating. While Jeni and Teguh went to the cashier to make a payment, understand .. because they were the ones who invited their division partners as a form of simple thanksgiving for their promotion.

*

The Erlangga residence

Igan sat in bed in his room, he was again pensive because Jio had just reported the agency that made Igan as an ambassador in the field of education and morality, suddenly decided the contract unilaterally.

They judge if Igan has violated the rules as their ambassador, because it involved a case that is contrary to morals and rules in society.

He recalled when Jio called him.

"Bro, the agency that you're an ambassador for them just signed a contract. He said your case, which is suspected to be pregnant with the girl, had broken the rules" Jio said via cellphone.

"Huh?? Astagfirullah ... B-but isn't that just what Bro guessed, you didn't tell them the same? My people don't know and don't feel like doing it!" exclaim Igan.

"Udah Bro, I've been very detailed to tell them. But they don't want to know, they don't want the image of their agency to be damaged if you continue to use you as an ambassador for them."

"Sabar Bro, we also can not mistake them that we must mistake it that makes the news, because it has been defamatory people!"

Igan flinched when her daydream was scattered by the ringing of her cellphone which went back to ringing.

"Ck, what news is it that Jio called me?!" his grunts screeched softly without looking at his phone.

He immediately pressed the green phone symbol on the screen of the phone that was still in his grasp, then placed the sophisticated object in his left ear, again without looking at the screen.

"Yes Bro, what's the news again? Let me cover all these malems!" said Igan through his cell phone.

"Hmmm .. assalamu'alaikum, Mas Igan?" greet the caller, a woman.

Igan was stunned, his eyes staring straight without blinking a few seconds with both eyebrows compactly furrowed.

Why girls? I'm kirain the Jio! inner Igan.

He rushed to look at the screen of his phone to see who was calling.

His eyes were constantly round, his breathing was held for a while when he saw the name of the contact on his phone screen.

"Tia?" muttered.

"Yes, Mas. Sorry, I'm disturbing?" tia Sahut.

"Oh, ng .. no, no! I-I was shocked earlier, kirain Jio my manager who called again." timpal Igan, nervous.

"Oh that ... Do you want to rest, right?"

"No, not yet. More ...."

"What's the other day, Mom?"

"Again daydream, understand again many thoughts. Uh, you ... tumben called me? Why Ti, miss?" said Igan, then began to melt Tia.

Tia was heard laughing and then replied, "I just want to give support to Mas Igan, to stay strong and take care of health."

"Oh .. If that's the case, God willing I will keep health and maintain sanity really."

"Alhamdulillah then. Yes, I closed it first, huh Mas phone? Let Mas Igan do a good job."

"Eh .. don'tTTi, first time!" Igan prevented Tia from hanging up the phone.

"Why Mas?"

"You ... Would you like to talk to me often?" ask me timidly.

Tia was silent for a moment, she was trying her best not to get carried away. He knew enough to not expect more from the figure of Igan.

"Hello, Ti? You still hear me?" scold me, panic.

"Hmmm .. Yes, I want to. Just do not fit anymore hours just talk, fear of being scolded by his father Mas Igan."

"Oh .. Yes, we'll talk about it if it's both leisure, Ti."

"Yes, okay that way. I'll hang up, will I?"

"Yes Ti, nothing close the phone." said Igan.

As long as you do not close the door of the heart to me, Tia. inward Igan, because you do not dare to race bluntly on Tia.

"Yes, have you rested yet? Assalamu'aikum ...."

"Wa'alaikum salam ...."

The conversation ended, but Igan's mood began to change. For some reason, if he heard Tia's voice or met her, he felt calm and comfortable. The myriad of burdens that were whacking his inner self seemed to evaporate just like that.

For me, you are indeed special Tia ....

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