TWILIGHT
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Zia undoes her intentions and emboldens herself to stay in a place she thinks is very foreign. His hand gripped Marko's arm strongly because of groggy.

"Zi, do you want to turn my hand off?" Briefcase Marko.

Zia stretched her handrails. "Sorry, Sir."

"Here call me Marko or Marko's brother. Okay?"

"Good." Zia complied without asking much.

A couple approached Marko to say hello and asked. Of course Zia's presence beside Marko makes anyone wonder who saw it.

"Who is this Mr Marko?" Ask a man much older than Marko.

Marko looked at Zia, "My engagement, Mr. Hendrik."

The statement just now made Zia very surprised. If you want to make a show why Marko did not ask permission first, let alone this big event.

Assisted by a waiter, Marko headed to the dining table that had been named. He answered the same thing when some people greeted him. Zia had to put on a smile.

Marko pulled out a chair and let Zia sit first, then he sat down beside Zia's right. In one table consists of five pairs. Zia just kept quiet to let Marko talk to the people around him.

Marko occasionally glanced at Zia who looked very uncomfortable to be there. But he tried to refrain from ignoring Zia's feelings.

Some of Marko's co-workers try to chat with Zia, but Zia can't keep up. She is just a high school graduate village girl who is very fond of martial arts so not too good at English let alone have very minimal business knowledge. It made him very ashamed of himself.

Zia had just finished dessert, she had no appetite at all.

He brought his shoulder closer to Marko. Marko who understood Zia would say something so bring her shoulders closer as well.

Zia closed her mouth and whispered in Marko's ear. "I'll go back to the room first, sir."

Marko looked at Zia, He saw Zia's eyes that seemed to hold back the anger there.

Without waiting for Marko to answer, he stood up and said goodbye to the woman next to him.

"Yes, be careful." The woman waved her hand.

Zia left the room, very careful because she did not want to embarrass herself by falling among the conglomerates.

Out of the Ballroom he waited in front of the elevator, but he could not bear the tears that would spill. He took off his two high heels and ran towards the emergency stairway door.

"Zi!"

Marko is seen chasing after Zia who ran behind the door.

"Zi, Zia!" Marko pulled Zia's hand.

But Zia stopped him. Marko does not give up when Zia uses her martial skills to get away from Marko.

Marko who has good martial skills also serve Zia and try as much as possible to avoid Zia's punch.

Finally Marko can lock both hands Zia so as not to move. Marko looked at Zia, Zia's eyes full of anger had already turned full of tears.

Marko let go of Zia's hands and Zia sat down crouching, slamming her face between her knees and chest. He cried out his frustration.

Seeing Zia cry like that made her feel so guilty. He had not expected Zia to be like this. Marko sat on the steps not far from Zia, waiting for Zia to calm down.

It only took a few minutes for Zia to cry, after which she raised her head to take a deep breath and exhale it. He did it a few times until he felt calm.

He looked at Marko who was also looking at him.

"Gue didn't know this would hurt your feelings." Marko looked very sorry, he rubbed the remaining tears on Zia's cheek, "I'm sorry, Zi."

Zia who was still as unwilling nodded.

"Lo can maki-maki me. I promise I won't cut my salary let alone cheat you." Marko.

Zia shook her head, "I'm angry at myself. I should have been smarter and not embarrassed myself let alone you in front of those important people."

Marko thought for a moment.

"Yes too, Zi. From tomorrow you speak English."

Zia regretted blaming herself, she stared cynically at Marko.

"Hahahaha, kidding." Marko pinched Zia's cheek.

Marko stood up, he reached out to help Zia stand up. But his hand just ignored Zia, Zia chose to stand alone. Marko just grunted annoyedly. He took Zia's already scattered heels and placed them in front of Zia's feet.

"Thank you" Zia said, she immediately put it on.

"What stairs do you want to take through the elevator?" Marko made an offer.

"Lift, sir." Zia.

Marko silently looked into Zia's eyes, her hands tidying up the make-up on Zia's slightly messy eyes. He also pulled the bonds of Zia's hair that had been messed up because of the fight earlier.

Zia was silent according to letting Marko comb her hair with Marko's fingers.

"This is prettier." Said Marko making Zia blush in embarrassment.

Marko took off his suit and hung it on Zia's shoulder. "Come on!" Bring Marko.

Zia was touched by Marko's treatment. Although he is a man who is upset but it is undeniable if Marko seoarang a very gentle man.

When the elevator doors opened, Zia and Marko immediately entered. Automatic the elevator door closed, Marko pressed the number eight button where the room where he stayed was.

"Aren't you continuing your dinner? You could lose your business opportunity. What if your luck is gone tonight, sir? " Said Zia.

"Luck comes to those who are always looking for opportunities. As long as I don't give up, I won't lose that luck." Marko.

Zia just nodded.

Exiting the elevator Marko drove Zia to her room first.

"It seems wrong, sir." Zia said as she reached the door of her room.

"What's wrong?" Ask Marko

"I'm supposed to take you to your room." Answer Zia.

"Damnah, Zi. Gini doang lo ribetin's. The door to my room is visible from here. Who would want to kidnap me in a rich place." Said Marko, "Udah get in there."

"Good, Sir. Good night." Zia went into her room and closed the door.

Marko was still standing in front of Zia's room, "Udah was not offered to stop by." Then his complaint went back to his room.

Meanwhile inside the room, Zia went straight to the bathroom. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and just remembered Marko's suit still hanging on his shoulder.

He immediately cleaned the makeup on his face and changed clothes. Suddenly he heard the bell in his room.

Zia opened the door of her room, there was a hotel maid with a service stand containing food.

"I'm delivering dinner to you." Said the waiter

"But I didn't order it, ma'am." Zia refused.

"The message is on behalf of Mr. Marko, brother."

Zia looked at the door of Marko's room, Marko was looking from the door of his room with a very wide smile.

"Please come in, Ma'am." Zia let the waiter in bring the service stand.

Zia was still at the door waiting for Marko to approach her.

"Why did you order me dinner?" Ask Zia.

"Gue know you only ate a few bites earlier. That's why I'm a pesenin." Marko's Answer

"I don't know if you're paying attention to it, it seems like there's been a busy time with your business partner."

"Well, don't you know my eyes are all around my head? Haha."

Zia just kept quiet to hear Marko laugh.

"I put it on my table. Enjoy it." The hotel maid exited the room carrying her service stand.

"Thank you." Zia.

"Together, Brother." The waiter of the hotel leaves Marko and Zia.

"Udah, eat there. Exhausted." Marko

"Thank you for your kindness, sir." Said Zia then entered into her room.

"Gue wasn't taught to come in again?" Mumbled Marko. He turned his body and left.

"Mr Marko!"

Marko smiled when he heard Zia calling his name, he turned his back and saw Zia running towards him.

"Your body, I forgot to return." Zia gave Marko's suit.

Marko stared flatly at Zia, his smile disappearing like his expectations.

"Thank you, may you sleep well tonight." Zia left Marko and went back to her room.

"So I swear my son made my gemes!" Marko muttered watching Zia who was walking into his room.

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