When The Sky Fall
Chapter 23

Sunday is the day that everyone waits for. Usually before marriage that Sunday it's cleaning day. But here, since marriage, everything is done by domestic assistants. Dari wants to do it themselves, but they will say, if the mistress does it herself then what we work for or the master will get angry later. Huft sucks. Dance is used to doing everything herself. Imagine how shameful dal*m pants washed by others.

Dance prepared with her black jeans and her light blue shirt. Dance likes jeans, that's obvious. Dance had her bag on her shoulder, she was ready to leave. Today she has an appointment with Marisol to go for a walk around New York City to celebrate the changes they are experiencing. Marisol is successful in getting into fashion school, while Tari will be working in Randy's office.

The renald? It was certain that he was indignantly indistinct and forbade it. For God's sake, who is he?! Dance never forbade her from doing anything personal, even if she wanted to make love in public. As long as it doesn't mention who he is there won't be a problem right? No one knew she was the wife of the young billionaire and most likely no one believed either.

New York City, a great city. Favorite city Marisol. He came from Mexico and moved to various cities in America and his heart was steady in New York. New York fashion week is one of the reasons. Her dream is to attend Paris fashion week. But his family was poor, only working as if. After graduating from school Marisol moved to New York, working hard, so she could attend fashion school. He has already achieved half his dream, it needs to be celebrated right?

Along the way, Marisol continued to photograph many things. Most selfies of course. Dance became a victim of her shots.

"Why did you keep photographing? It's not like this is like a second home to you. Surely you have often walked here." said Tari. He sat on the floor near the shoe store. He was too tired to walk again so he was willing to lesehan on the dirty floor.

"My amor.. From the beginning I was here just working and working, so I could raise money for my school. I've only been to New York City once in five years! And what does that mean? How pathetic!" marisol said with the dramatization as usual. "I'll take as many pictures as I want."

Dance laughed a little and shook her head. He let Marisol do what she wanted. As long as it doesn't embarrass him of course. He was in the middle of a hustle and bustle of people, he was enthusiastic about doing everything he wanted.

"Stay there, I want to take a picture of you. Your position is good."

"I'm sitting on the floor like a beggar you said my position was good? Gosh.."

"That's what I meant. Like beggars. Later I put it on social media by saying 'The wife of a young businessman becomes a beggar'."

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny." Dance stand. "Is it satisfied? Where are you going?"

"We stopped by for coffee and food and sat in the park by the river. How's it?"

"Deal!"

Marisol pulled Tari's hand walking in search of the cafe and took her to the park near the river. There are some park benches. They looked for the empty one and sat on it. Marisol unpacked the plastic food she was carrying.

"Astwagha inyi enyak sekawi" said Marisol with her mouth full of food.

"Spend what's in your mouth just talking. I don't understand what you're saying." Dance ate her burger. While Marisol was busy re-photographing herself eating burgers.

"Anyway..." Marisol put the burger down. "So you're gonna keep working at Randy's company?" ask Marisol. He bit his burger again.

"Yup! I told Randy yesterday and he said tomorrow I should be in the office." Dari wiped her lips that were hit by the sauce.

"Then what about that jerk?"

Dance shrugged both of her shoulders. "Either. I never spoke to him again after that night. He also looks angry at me. But what do I care? The most important thing is to pay off my debt and get away from it."

"But I salute you. You're not in love with your husband."

"Why should I fall in love with her?"

"Dios mio.." Marisol patted his forehead. "Don't you know if your husband is handsome? Sexy and rich?"

"I know of course. Maybe I don't like it but I'm not blind."

"Because of that..." Marisol fixed her seat. He looks enthusiastic. "Therefore I salute youyou are not in love with such a man."

"Almost. But after that it's no longer." Dance drinks her coffee.

"Did you know he's the type of guy women want the most? All women will try to attract his attention so that it can be theirs. All women are willing to kill each other to get it. But you just attracted his attention to fight against him. "

Grimacing dance. "Ugghhhhhhhh... Is that not excessive."

"Very exaggerated. But it's true."

"All right that's right. But I'm not one of those women. I'm better off with a regular guy with an ordinary life. Ordinary men are troublesome, let alone ones like Renald. I can pressure myself every day." Shudder dance. Marisol laughing.

"So... What are you going to wear tomorrow?"

"Swimming shirt. What kind of question is that?" Dance shook her head. Marisol laughed again.

"really. You're right."

They laugh again. They spent the afternoon sitting by the river.

...***...

Early in the morning Dance is ready with blue ice cloth pants, paired with a white short-sleeved shirt that is inserted into her pants, then a navy-colored blazer that is knee-length. Fortunately, he brought his work clothes when he moved from Indonesia, if not what he would wear today.

Dari grabbed her long rope bag and hooked it on one of her shoulders. Dance wearing heals shoes with a heals length of only three centimeters. He did not like wearing heals that were too high.

Dance down the stairs and walk outside the house. He refused breakfast. He had eaten the bread he had bought yesterday while he was taking a bath. That's enough. He didn't want to meet Renald at the dinner table. But with a matter of seconds his hopes ran aground. He saw Renald with Alex discussing something in front of Renald's workspace. If you knew he'd have breakfast for a while. Dance past them without even looking at them and then immediately get into the car and leave.

"That's.... Your wife? Where the hell is he going?" alex did not believe it. Renald did not answer. He just stayed quiet and hardened his jaw. She still doesn't agree with Tari working for Randy's company. But if he protests Randy or Dance, he'll look stupid. So for a while, he'll just shut up.

At the office, Dari meets Randy's assistant, Celina, a beautiful woman with a graceful and charming appearance. Celina was very nice to him. He taught everything he could to dance. Celina also introduced Tari to other employees who will work with Tari later.

Randy came to the office a little afternoon because he had to meet outside the office. Randy passed the dance desk and he stopped. He turned and looked at Dari. Dance and the others stand to see Randy coming. Randy looked at Dari with a smile on his face. She admires the clothes that Tari wears today and her hairdo and make up. Very natural but still show off her beauty. Dance shook her head slowly at Randy. Randy smiled and immediately went to his room. Breathing dance relieved.

Dari accepts a job at the office on the condition that Randy must pretend not to know her and must treat her the same way he treats other employees. Randy agreed of course. But just as he saw Dance, he had already started breaking her. Fuck up!

"Be careful." said a woman who was standing by the Dance table. Dance was a little surprised by the sudden arrival of the woman. Her name is Lucy. "He's a playboy."

"But it looks like he's been marked. Didn't you see just now how Mr. Smith looked at him?" said one person. This time it was a man named Michel.

"How many women in this office have she dated?" tanya Dance. He's just curious.

"Hm... I don't know. But she only dates them for fun and only to the women who approach her. So if you're not interested in him, you're safe. You're not interested, are you?" Lucy looked at him with hope.

"Ohh very uninterested. Take it easy." said Tari and smiled.

"Squeaky.." Lucy snickered at him.

"What's so weird?" tanya Dance. He looks alert.

"Usually a young woman like you would be very interested in her. Mr. Smith is charming and seductive, especially when he's rich!" lucy said with a slight whisper to Dance.

"Not just women. Men are interested." Michel added. Dance looked at Michel meaningfully. "Oh don't look at me like that. I wasn't. I'm normal. I like women."

Dance and Lucy laughed amusedly. "Just don't go near him. That's my advice to you."

"Are you not interested in him, Lucy?" ask Michel.

"Are you crazy? I'm married and have a child!" Lucy clucked with annoyance.

"Not close the possibility, is it?" Michel shrugged both of his shoulders.

"I will not destroy my household just for the sake of a man who likes to have fun. I'm not crazy!"

"Hmmm... What are you guys talking about?" ask the woman who just arrived. The woman was very beautiful with a shirt up to her knees dark brown, wearing black stockings and a brown blazer slightly younger than her shirt. The woman's straight brown hair was left beautifully severed. With her white skin and sharp nose, she looked very beautiful. Dance can also see her a lover of branded goods.

"No, there's nothing. Just introducing new people to the office atmosphere." Lucy replied.

"Then let's meet with the marketing department. You're also coming with someone new" said the woman then turned around and left.

"And that one was called Crystal. He's one of Randy's fan clubs. I'm sure he's the leader of the club" Lucy said, shaking her head.

"What they ever-"

"Either.. I think it's ever been. But I never saw so... It's probable. Just look at her dress that's sexy and fashionable."

"For me he's a walking brand-name goods mannequin. Just look at it from the tip of her hair to the tip of her foot. If I were his girlfriend, I wouldn't be able to afford to buy him all that. I may be bankrupt." said Michel.

"But you like it, right? I can see it in the way you look at it." - Lucy. He took a laptop and some files.

"Hey, just admiring a beautiful woman doesn't matter?" Michel defended himself.

"As far as you are. Come Dance. Don't forget to bring the laptop on your desk to take notes later."

Dance immediately took the laptop that was on her desk and walked with Lucy to the meeting room.

...***...

Celine asks Tari to submit the results of the meeting decision between the Dance management team and marketing to Randy. Dance actually wanted to refuse but she was a new employee there, where maybe she could refuse.

Tok tok tok tok

Dance knocked on Randy's door.

"Get in" said Randy. Dance opened the door slowly then entered into the space. He saw Randy sitting in the guest chair together... The renald? Dance was surprised, no, very surprised. He's confused what to do. There's no way he's turning around and running away, right? Renald just stared at him for a moment and went back to reading the file in his hand.

"Is there a problem?" randy asked to see the restlessness of Dance.

"A-ahh yes..." Dance walked up to Randy with as much natural as possible. "This sir. The meeting result." Tari handed me one more file. Randy took the file.

"Well, you can go" said Randy. Dance nodded then left the room. Randy and Renald look normal, but Alex and Ted look very surprised. They were in his place. Randy and Renald don't seem to explain anything.

...***...