Another Dream Man

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Two weeks have passed, Tara is busy with her fashion brand promotion. Gala starts to keep her distance from Tara, even if she just keeps quiet when she sees Karan always trying to get close to Tara.

Aryan gives freedom and does not restrain Tara, he also knows Tara is not a woman who can stay in a golden cage. Aryan busies himself with his business and also his papa business, if Tara develops then he must develop because life is not enough with love.

Gala Pov: I can only keep looking at you, look after you and love you from afar. I was so tormented by this feeling, yet I was also unable to do anything about it. I can be happy when I see you happy with him. But when I remember that moment, I suddenly feel hurt. I will not be able to hate you, because this affection is greater than anything. If you are happy with her I will, but when you cry by her, I will be the first to wipe away your tears. Right now I'm smiling in front of you, not that I don't want to look fragile, but I just want you to calm down when I see me.

"I admit I really want you. But now I realize I'm among you. I don't understand this has to happen."

"I admit I was very much expecting you. But now I realize I can't. I don't understand this has to happen."

"Forget me back to him. I'm not who you are. I love you doesn't mean that I have to have you forever."

Tara Pov: I'm trying to let you go because I don't want to make you hurt more if we stay in love. It does hurt to let go, but it will hurt even more if it continues to persist. I'm not holding you back from leaving doesn't mean you're not in love anymore. It's just that sometimes it's better to let go than to force it together. I have to admit, I miss you so much. The world feels so lonely without you near me. You deserve to be happy even if it's not with me. One day, your heart won't hurt when you see me with her.

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Sunday time refreshing and leaving the busy work. Tara decided to go to the riding place, maybe riding will make her relax for a moment and forget the restlessness of her heart. Tara secretly goes with her female assistant who used to be a photographer of her daily life. Tara left without her handsome boys.

Riding while looking for photos, so women always every activity do not forget to take photos, even up to many times until it meets the photo gallery.

Anyone who sees will be fascinated by her beauty and sexiness. Dresses that blend black and red make anyone who wears them look beautiful. Since graduating S2 Tara makes a distinctive feature with her style, always dare to appear open and must be fashionable anytime and anywhere.

Tara was intending to take a short break and circulate her gaze to the riding field. Suddenly Tara was transfixed to see a handsome man who was like a prince, too bad not a white riding prince. Tara wondered if there were any Arab princes straying into this little riding spot. The man with the brown jacket is compatible with the brown horse.

Tara subconsciously asked the handsome man. "Are you an Arabian prince?"

"Ha.. ha.. ha.... No! I'm not an Arab prince and I can also speak Indonesian." Answer the man.

"Wow... If you're not an Arab prince then who is?" Ask Tara again.

"Are you an actor or a model?" Tara guessing.

"I'm just a regular guy."

"It's hard to believe that." Tara still looked in admiration.

"Yourself, are you a princess of a kingdom?"

"Are you hurting me?"

"No! You are beautiful as a princess."

"Okay, meet me Devi Tara, just an ordinary designer who doubles up as a brand model herself."

"Wow.You are a designer, you deserve to look very beautiful. Are the clothes you wear homemade?"

"certain. Can I know who you are now?" Pinta Tara's.

"Alright, but we'd better not talk too formally."

"I am Ahsan Ayyubi, you can call me Ahsan." Ahsan smiled sweetly.

"I'm just an employee at a factory." Ahsan reached out with a hand to shake hands.

"I don't think you've introduced yourself completely. There is something you are hiding. Am I right?"

"All right, I'm Devi Tara Maheswari. My father can be called a pretty successful garment and textile entrepreneur in this town." Bright Tara.

"I am grateful to have met Tara Maheswari in person. Your father must know me too. I'm just a small businessman, a carpet import export business and there's a garment too." Ahsan.

"Are you one of papa's associates? Why didn't I know you had a young and handsome partner." Smiling sweet.

"I'm flattered to be considered handsome by a woman as beautiful and as great as you." Ahsan praised Tara.

"Are we going to keep praising each other?What if we ride together?"

"Of course, with pleasure." Answer Ahsan.

"If I ask you to be a model for my fashion brand, would you be willing?" Ask Tara.

"But I've never taken a picture as a model. I'm afraid I'll embarrass you." Ahsan.

"You just stand still and look handsome. I'm sure you'll quickly become famous and my works will sell well on the market." Tara praised.

"You're overreacting, Tara. I'm willing as long as we take a photo of the two, if it's going to be a little awkward myself. Can you help me not to be awkward?"

"If you want, I still have one more male model, he's my friend from India, he'll want a duet with you."

"No! I just want to be photographed with you. Do you mind?"

"No, I don't mind at all, because you're like a prince-"

"And you are like the princess." Ahsan cut Tara's words.

"Okay, how about we take the theme of the riding prince and princess?"

"An interesting idea, it will raise the interest of buyers, they really like the theme of princes and princesses." Ahsan agrees.

"When do you have time? Or can you give your assistant or secretary a number to set up a photo shoot?"

"Can I borrow your phone to call my assistant?" Ahsan Pinta.

"It looks like I left my phone in the bag."

"Okay, just wear it." Tara lent me her phone.

Ahsan typed the number on Tara's phone then made a call. There was the sound of a phone call ringing from Ahsan's pants pocket.

"You call yourself, not your assistant." Tara Ledek.

"Ha. ha. ha. ha. you're absolutely right."

"Without that, I'll give you my phone number too."

"out of... You asked for my assistant number. You better call me directly."

They were busy riding together and Ahsan did not let Tara away from him. Even after they finished riding they made a lunch at the restaurant in the horse. The two of them took pictures together at the roof top of the restaurant as a memento of their first meeting.

Ahsan posted a picture of her with Tara and gave her the caption, "There's an angel 🥰 in the riding place."

Suddenly, Ahsan's post got so many responses. The fans began to frenzy and wonder, because Ahsan never once posted a photo of a woman on his social media.

Tara also did not miss posting her picture with Ahsan, even he affixed the caption, "I think he's a stray Arab Prince to the riding place, see you in two days at the photo shoot, handsome prince 😊."

Tara's post is no less frenetic than Ahsan's post. Netizens flocked to ask who the handsome prince Tara meant, when all they knew was that Tara was only close to Gala and the twin sister Cakra Wangsa.

Aryan called, Gala called, Anand called, Karan called, but none of them were answered. Tara still did not press her cell phone that kept ringing, she continued her chatter with Ahsan.

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