
That's the right word to describe Rafi's current feelings. Men who are used to living in a lower middle class environment, now have to be at a party where the guests are people from the upper class whose lives are only full of falsehoods.
Why is Rafi so sure that some of the guests here are living in falsehood? Because as long as Rafi pays attention to their style of speech, almost all words are thrown out, only in the form of stale and flattery praise in order to get sympathy in order to establish cooperation, he said, or to find information on company weaknesses from their interlocutors.
Rafi dares to conclude like that because she feels herself when she gets acquainted with some people who flatter her but the end throws a bid or question full of probing. So Rafi was very careless to be in an environment like this.
Rafi felt more saturated, there was even a sense of annoyance when watching the happy laughter of her father's family. Rafi really does not think that they can live in full happiness of treasure, and they forget that they have family members that they deliberately abandoned. Really, if this time is able, Rafi wants to teach them all a lesson.
"Why are you quiet, Fi?" marisa asked, enjoying some of the dishes she had taken and they decided to sit in one of the chairs there. Although the party took the theme of standing party, but still, the workers who handled the event provided several tables and chairs for the guests that could be used for rest.
"No reason why, just bosen," replied Rafi after sipping a drink in a glass that she held. "What time does an event like this usually end?"
"Yes, usually, until twelve o'clock at night. Just finished the inauguration, right?" bright Marisa whose gaze occasionally diverted towards Rafi and the surroundings.
"It's a long time, huh? Pengin go home first, not good with Daddy."
Marisa laughed softly. "It's not good. Om Moreno is disappointed. One of the goals he wants to come to the party is to show you as the successor to his company in this country, Fi."
Rafi gave a rude snort, while Marisa was still smiling after she had laughed softly. Because the drink was over, Marisa got up from her seat and went to take the drinking water that was not far from where she was. After saying goodbye to Rafi, Marisa immediately stepped towards the table where a row of various drinks were arranged neatly.
Rafi's eyes continued to steady Marisa who was slowly stepping away. Occasionally Rafi puin's eyes circled around her. But when Rafi looked in one direction, her eyes caught a grinning figure while stepping in the same direction as Marisa. looking at the female figure with a suspicious attitude, Rafi immediately took action. He got up from his seat and took a quick step towards Marisa.
True Rafi's guess, the woman named Tania was indeed there was a disguised intent. once her steps were close to the target. The woman's hand was moving and raised to push Marisa's body from behind. At that time Marisa was indeed fetching water and some more dishes, so her eyes were busy facing the food.
Brak!
Prangs!
"Akh!"
Hearing the sound of a loud enough scream, suddenly everything in the party turned towards the source of the sound. All who were there were so shocked to see one of the hosts was mired with a face and part of his top clothes were full of cream and cake.
"Tania, what the hell are you!" hardik Sonya, Tania's mother. "Shame to be ashamed. Go to the toilet."
"What the hell, Mah. This is also because I had something to encourage her," Tania said with eyes peering towards Marisa and Rafi with an annoyed look.
"Where might someone push you. Don't make up stories, be embarrassed," Sonya said in a soft voice out of fear of being heard by the guests.
"Yes, I was really pushed, Mah," Tania was still trying to defend herself by telling a lie. "If you don't believe me, just ask the woman standing near Mr. Rafi. she pushed me."
"What!"
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