12 FORMER

PART. 2. THE UNKNOWN MAN

“Hai, New. I've heard. Congratulations on the new contract, don't you want to work with me anymore. Must be fun.” Greet the bespectacled middle-aged man standing in front of me right now.

The hair of the gray clamp with a suit and trousers in pink looks fitting wrapped in a thick body that is not too high, you could say, dwarf. Mr. Nelson, the most revered producer I've ever known, though others are like him, but not too bad.

Flirty and perverted.

I'm most upset when I have to deal with this type of person.

Slowly – land placed his position standing right next to me, his shoulder almost touching my arm.

A bad feeling, I immediately dodged a little distance. But one of his hands forced my waist from behind.

The natureak! Goddamnit!

I muttered, trying to break away from the side of his hand that was gripping my arm, strong. His fingers almost swirled down my waist. When the....

GRABS!

Another hand gripped the back of Mr.'s hand. Nelson, slap her hard. “You are too vulgar in public.” The masked man reminded.

I was aghast when the mask was too close to my mask, eyes filled with anger he deliberately showed me.

Without excuse the man was attractive, forcibly shaking led me out of the party.

While still holding my wrist, along the road between the sea breeze that hit the red dress dangling. Exit the booking room heading towards the path, down some stairs.

This twilight is slowly sinking at the end of the horizon, when the shafak begins to close the curtain changing with thousands of stars scattered. Blue facade reflected dimly between lights – city lights that illuminate along OIA road. It was fascinating, as my naked eye binoculars stared at him from a distance.

OUCH!

The man suddenly stopped his steps, my nose hit his spine hard. Without thinking he turned his body, pushing slowly both of my shoulders against the wall. The two hazel eyes stared intently as if they wanted to punch holes in both my eyeballs.

“Akh! Be ill... Release!” my chest pushed away from me. Without being told, these two legs stepped away.

It was only a step when his palm grabbed my wrist slowly.

“Don't go! Sea,” prevented it, able to make me flabbergasted.

THE SEA? Who's Sea? My name is Nesya not Sea.

The man in front of me stared for a moment then said. “Oh yes.., maybe I was wrong. I thought you looked like my friend. Excuse me….. Am I interrupting? I'm sorry if you feel uncomfortable, I'll go. Sorry..” he left after saying that he misrecognized people. His voice sounded moody.

I don't know why this fingertip, without being told to even pull the left sleeve.

Turned to look at me.

“Why?” tanyanya brief.

“I don't know the way. Take me,” my door to him.

Stand sideways while saying, “Okey! But do not go straight home,” he replied casually.

“What? Oi! You're the one who dragged me out of the party. So you have to take me home,”.

The man scratched next to his eyebrow, then walked over to extend a hand. “Close with me. This place is too beautiful to ignore.” A sweet smile from her thin lips.

His expression changed when my hands were not welcome, “Why? Are you afraid of me?” guess ascertain.

I still can't believe this guy, he's the same as everyone else. Huh! Same – same crocodile and pervert.

Sighing for a moment, “Yes already, please if you want to go home alone,” he said as he gawked away leaving me standing glued, alone.

I decided to turn around, return to the previous path. Hope to get back to the place, hotel. I even forgot the name of the hotel I was staying at.

After walking some distance, my legs began to hurt, sore. Looks like the leg bones next to me are scuffed, because – because of the unlucky shoes I wear now.

Forced to take off shoes, walk in a small alley without feet while carrying chili-red shoes in both hands.

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