When The Sky Fall
Chapter 26's

Dance ate her breakfast quickly. He's almost late. Today was busy in the office while tonight a party was also held. To be honest, Tari is still not used to life here. Party, party and party. Are they not tired?

Dari put down the empty glass and then stepped quickly towards the car.

"Wait." Renald's familiar baritone voice called out to him. Since the incident in the car, Tari avoided it. After returning home, she went straight into her room and did not come out again. He doesn't want to meet her. It feels so shameful. He knew that Renald had bullied him yesterday, said he wanted to kiss him. Damnit damnit!

"I-i"

"Ahh right." hasn't said anything yet, Tari has already cut off Renald's words. Dari unpacked his bag and took a black card and gave it to Renald. "It."

Renald didn't take it. Just stared at the card for a moment then stared at Dari.

"I return. I've bought a dress, take it easy. And it won't embarrass you. So here, take it." Dance thrust that card.

"Just hold that card. Your needs. Come home on time. At seven o'clock I pick you up." said Renald.

"But I'm not leaving the house."

Renald frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Today the office was busy. I won't be able to if I have to go home first. I'm leaving the office with my friends." explained Tari. Renald breathed.

"alright. Then get me your phone" Renald said. He extended his hand.

"For what?"

"I'll give you my number. Don't call Alex. Just call me when you're ready."

"Why is that?"

"Are you going to keep bothering people?"

"Aren't you the one who always bothers her? Why be me? I never even called her!".

Renald did not reply, only extending his hand. Dance grunting. He reached into his bag again.

"This is" said Tari. He put his cell phone into Renald's hand. Renald took it and was surprised. Renald exhaled his coarse breath and then massaged his forehead.

"Are you kidding me? How can I see with a broken phone like this?" Renald swung the Dance phone in his hand.

"Hey, don't insult my phone. It still works well! Get him!"

Renald returned the Dance's phone.

"Just insult my phone. You rich man." - Tari grumbled while putting her phone in her pants pocket. Renald gave his cell phone to Tari.

"Give me your number. Let me call you later when the car is ready. I'll send you a car to drive you and your friends to the plaza. You know that party at the plaza?"

"Know." Dance took Renald's phone and typed the number.

"And use that card to buy a new phone." Renald took his cell phone from Tari. "And don't be late" said Renald, then walked away.

Dari chased after Renald and held his arm, making Renald stop his steps and turn his head.

"Can you at the party pretend you don't know me? Or just ignore me! Other than my three friends, no one else knows the relationship between the two of us. So to avoid awkward moments, we should pretend not to know each other." pinta Dari at length. Renald didn't say anything, just stared at Dari.

"And one more." Dari took out Renald's hand from Renald's pocket and handed the black card over Renald's palm. "I don't need a new cell phone. Even though my phone is like that, it still works fine."

Dari turned around and ran small towards his car. While Renald was still silent he was his place and the same position as the black card that was still in his hand.

...***...

Later that night, Tari still changes clothes at the beauty salon where Michel subscribes. Michel is a man but he knows more about fashion and beauty than most women. She always looked neat and fashionable. For example tonight. He was wearing a yellow black toxo. Although his skin was black, but he looked confident wearing a bright color.

"I still don't understand, why do you want to keep all this a secret?" ask Michel.

"I just don't want anyone else to know." replied Tari from inside the dressing room. Jen and Michel are ready. Only Dance changed clothes. Lucy didn't come because her husband worked late.

"But your husband also came, Dance. To that party. All Randy's officers are coming. They'll know the end." this time it's Jen who's talking.

"I told Renald to pretend I didn't know him" said Tari. Still in the dressing room.

"Oh jeez.. I really don't understand your relationship." Michel seemed to surrender.

"I told you... Our relationship is complicated." Dance opened the locker room door and walked out. "So, how do I look?"

"Oh wow.... Perfect. You are so beautiful. The dress looks so good on your body." - praise Michel.

" I look like I see someone else. Your face is different after full make up and increasingly becomes different from the dress. You're really pretty." praise Jen.

"really?" Dance swings her skirt. Dance wearing sky blue tulle colored dress with v neck top model and silhouette A line, which makes her d**a cleavage look clear. The part of her back that was not covered in the dress was quite wide. Her hair is shaved small upward. "I feel uncomfortable, it feels like I'm not wearing a bra. I'm not used to it."

"Welcome to the world, baby!" cry Michel. Jen and Michel laughed.

"Hey, you're wearing a bra. Lookatme! This is just not wearing a bra!" The second buffer brand************ with his hand and shook his shoulder.

"Hm.. And you're going to win the sexiest women's award this year" Michel said. Dance smiled and nodded in agreement. Michel looked at Dance. "And you. Oh my god you are beautiful and fit to wear those clothes. And you're lucky, you know? Your body is thin but you still have pay*dar* and a prominent butt. Usually a skinny girl like you is flat!"

"Ohh wow.. If those women hear you, you'll be in their demo" Tari said, laughing.

"Hey hon! I'm telling the truth! So be thankful you're not flat and..." Michel hit Tari's ass. Dance surprised. "And god are the men!"

"Uhmm no thanks. I'm gonna have some fun. The men? Pass!" say Dance. "You two."

"Hey! I'm still normal, well I guess. But I seem to be changing tonight. Normal is ordinary. I'm gonna get a big eggplant tonight, baby!" Michel and Jen danced cheerfully.

"Oh jeez.... I guess I'm used to your words but I'm not used to them." Dance shook her head.

"Go get used to it or you'll be left behind. This is New York baby!! Whoa!!"

Michel and Jen dance without music with passion while Dance just laughs amusedly. Soon Renald sent a message asking that Tari send their current address.

...***...

A party? Very festive. Like prom but more fancy and elegant. The room is decorated in gold and black. Live jazz music was heard throughout the room. They invited some high-class singers to sing. Dance puts her hand on Michel's arm, and so does Jen. Michel was in the middle of them.

It's been a while since Dance's been at that party. He always refuses when men ask him to dance. Renald seemed to keep his word. He pretended to know her. Not even looking at him.

"I knew you'd be alone" Michel said. He handed me a drink. "No alcohol. Where's Jen."

Dari picked up the drink and pointed to the dance floor, right where Jen was dancing with a man.

"Hm... There's at least one of us who brought a man home tonight." Michel added.

"What about you? I thought you were having fun with the guy you were always with."

"We're having fun. But I don't think I'm sexy enough to take her up my bed." Michel grunting.

"So you've ascertained your sexual tendencies?"

"It has. I'll love fresh eggplants from tonight. Donuts don't seem to be very attractive anymore."

"congratulations. You're finally gonna find the lover you know what it is.." Dance raised her glass. Then they toast.

"But there's no man who's interested in me today. Besides the man, of course. The other.. It's boring!" moaning Michel. Dance laughs. "It looks like your husband completely ignored you." Michel pointed towards Renald. "She had fun on her own and looked very affectionate. You okay, baby? Jealousy?"

"I'm definitely fine. I'm used to that view. Of jealousy? Ughh I'm not crazy." Dance turned her face away from where Renald was. Michel looked at Dance.

"You're so weird and unique."

"Hm... You're not the first to say it."

"Protect me" said Randy, who had just arrived. Dance and Michel.

"No, thank you."

"Come on... You always refuse to dance with me." Randy clucked.

"I don't want my awkwardness to interfere with your dance, Mr. Smith. Let's dance Michel." The dance pulls Michel's hand into the middle of the dance floor. Dari draped her hands around Michel's neck and shoulders while Michel held her waist.

"Why did you reject him?" ask Michel.

"Why should I take it?" tanya Dance back. "I don't want any rumors. I want to calm down to work."

"And you're good at dancing." praise Michel. He squinted his eyes.

"Just wait. I'm sure I'll step on your foot soon."

"Calculate, darling. You look nervous. Do you want to get out of here? We're looking for the nearest bar."

"You want? But what about Jen?"

"Don't worry about that jal*ng. I'm sure he won't be home alone tonight" Michel said. They both laughed.

"Excuse me." said someone. Michel and Tari stopped their dance and looked at the man. "May i?"

Dari and Michel stared at each other for a moment and then Michel nodded. Michel let go of Tari and left.

"What are you doing?" tanya Dance. He didn't put his hand down, only touched a little bit of Renald's shoulder.

"Dance."

"Are you kidding me? I told you to pretend I don't know me."

"Then let you dance with another guy? Do you want to ruin my name?"

"Jeez Ren. Then what about you? You are so friendly with your lover. Then I can't have fun with my friend? How selfish!"

"Are you jealous?" ask Renald. He looked at Dance.

"I'm not crazy, Ren. I mean, don't just accuse me of ruining your own name while you're doing something crazier than me. You ruined your own name but made me a scapegoat."

"Isn't that a shield? You're a shield, remember?"

Dance stopped the dance. She smiled a little. You fucking jerk!

Dance stepped away but her arm held Renald.

"Where are you going?" ask Renald.

"It's none of your business." Dance tried to break away but Renald's grip was very strong, making his arm hurt. "You hurt me!"

"Then don't rebel!" Renald stared hard.

"Alright, I am your shield. But I'm not your slave, Renald William. I don't have to obey you. What's wrong with you anyway?! Are you drunk? Or did your lover leave you?"

Renald did not answer. She pulled the waist of Dance towards him until their bodies touched. Dance was surprised by Renald's sudden movements. Breath restrained. Dance quickly regained her senses from her shock and pushed Renald's body away to release herself. But Renald held his waist so tightly.

"W-What's wrong with you? What do you want?" tanya Dari was confused. Renald did not answer. He just stared at Dance. He himself did not know what was going on with him. Is he interested or is he just upset?

Veronica was always clinging to him. Makes her forget about dance. But when Renald let his guard down for a while, Veronica had already approached another man who was her business partner. He can't blame his business partner, of course. Veronica teased him. He's sure of it. It's always like that.

Renald doesn't really care. But he hardened his jaw with a heavy breath and a hand on his head when he saw Dari dancing with a man he believed to be his friend. Yeah, he remembered it was one of Dance's friends. But strangely he could not control his emotions. He was suddenly angry. Seeing Veronica with another man she didn't care but seeing Dance with another man she was so upset. That's very strange. Why is he so upset? Whatever the reason Renald doesn't care. Most importantly, he had to separate them.

Now in front of him was Dance. I don't know what she was thinking until she came to him and separated the dancing Dance. Even now they are so close. Renald stared at the dance.

"Ren, you better let me go. Before people think we have a relationship." ask Tari while still trying to break away.

"We have a relationship."

"Are you crazy?!" Dance squealed at her whisper. "I told you to pretend you don't know me!"

"Why pretend? Better everyone knows." said Renald made Tari frown.

Renald removed one hand from Tari's waist and held Tari's nape. Renald pushed Tari's nape gently to get her face closer to hers. Renald tilted his head and his face also came forward, drew closer to Dance's face and their lips touched each other. They're kissing. Dance widened her eyes. Oh lord!

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