ASSISTANT CULUN

Chapters 10. Muses

This morning Darren's room was crowded with soprano voices that sometimes turned into baritones if the owner forgot because it was out of control. Roki The Designer as well as the fashion stylist and Rui The Makeup Artist, both involved in a fight in the room Darren. Differences of opinion about the theme of the talk show that Darren will attend which is the cause.

Abigail massaged the base of her nose. The voices of the two people really made him dizzy. Darren and Trias who are used to just standing while crossing each other enjoy the spectacle of the two men less than one inch.

"Can we leave?" the question that Trias asked made the two of them silent for a moment.

"It's handsome dong." replied Roki as he glanced.

"Prepare and we meet in the car" said Trias again who began to meditate with the way Roki looked at him.

Abigail could only shake her head.

"Muse, please get me a navy suit. I put it near the headless mannequin." pinta Roki on Abigail.

"Muse?" Rui looked in wonder.

"Yes, she's the Muse of a Miss Rosi."

Rui sneered at Roki's choice. "Nothing else?"

"Big NO! You know that 80% evening dress?"

Rui nodded her head.

"He was the inspiration of Miss Rosi. Her legs.uuuhhhh sexy. Especially waist. Uuuuuuhhhh, lean healthy, not because of a medicinal diet. His abdominal muscles were tight, hmmmm." whispered Roki to Rui but could still be heard clearly by Trias and Darren.

Abigail gulped down her saliva violently when she got a gripping look from Darren. He rushed out to pick up the suit that Roki meant.

"Don't be fooled by his geeky appearance. Abigail's a diamond." Roki's speech still Abigail can hear, her face getting hotter.

In his heart he condemned his decision to accept Roki's offer to be the man's inspiration. Intentions help Roki who is running out of ideas, but now he feels stripped by the man.

Abigail walked into Roki's room and immediately picked up Darren's suit. As he turned around he was surprised to see Zai standing in the doorway. It seemed like the woman was about to enter but hesitated after seeing Abigail.

Without wanting to say hello or just being stale, Abigail just stepped past Zai who was looking at her with a radiance of hatred.

"I won't forgive you" Zai said as Abigail passed by.

Abigail paused and turned to look at Zai with both eyebrows linked together.

"I'm the one who's hurt, but you hate?"

"You deserve it. But the punishment I received, I don't deserve it." Zai shook holding in anger.

Abigail smiled cynically hearing that. "Don't be too high in judging yourself."

Abigail immediately left Zai. But when he was going to get into the elevator, suddenly he could not hold any more business in the toilet.

Zai who saw Abigail heading to the toilet didn't waste the opportunity. He immediately called one of his friends and brought a container that he had prepared for a long time.

Inside the toilet, Abigail felt relieved after finishing her affairs. A few moments later, his ears caught a strange sound.

Abigail immediately tidied up her clothes as she heard the ribbed-up shoes in the next room getting clearer. The bottom of the bulkhead between the cubicles stuck to the floor, making the girl unable to peer through the bottom. Abigail closed the closet and then used it as a foothold.

He smiled at the sight of two women carrying a rather large container of brown liquid and looking dirty. Even the two women had closed their noses.

Zai...Zai.masih hasn't given up yet apparently, Abigail murmured.

He immediately lowered his head when he saw Zai staring up. Then Abigail heard the sound of the closet closing slowly, Abigail grinned. He believes that Zai is currently trying to climb.

"Give it to me." Zai whispered.

"Weight." said his friend.

Abigail raised her body again and saw the two women struggling to lift the black container they were carrying.

When the position of the container was fully in Zai's hands, the woman then tried to stand up straight.

Abigail grinned. "Need help?" abigail said suddenly.

"Aackhhh!!!" The surprised Zai lost his balance. His feet were sprained due to a wrong footing. He fell on his friend and the smelly liquid in the bucket soaked his body.

"Aaaaakkkhhhhh!!!" pekik both.

Abigail closed her mouth holding a laugh, then rushed down and out of the toilet. Half-running he got into the open elevator. Abigail laughed out loud as soon as the elevator door closed.

"Guns eat sir." murmured Abigail as she wiped her tears. "It's a good thing they didn't ruin this outfit" he added, looking at his right hand.

Shortly after the elevator doors opened, Abigail was surprised to see Trias standing at the door.

"Are you okay?" Triassic looked worried.

"Yes, I went to the toilet first, sister."

Triassic just nodded then walked first towards their car.

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Abigail sat down with Roki while Rui was still busy applying thin makeup on Darren's face inside the guest star's special room.

"Pig." Darren called.

"Yes, sir, what am I supposed to do?" Abigail approached Darren.

"How are you doing at the agency? Are you all right?"

Instantly, Rui stopped her activities. Trias lifted his face from the rundown of the event he received. Even Roki coughed as he choked on the mineral water.

"It.it." Abigail was confused as to what to answer.

Darren immediately regained consciousness after getting a strange look from his team that was in the room. Especially Abigail, the girl repeatedly blinked her eyes.

"Beautiful and the beast." Rui muttered as he started working.

Why can't I control myself like this? rutuk Darren in the heart.

Before long Darren was ready, he just waited for the crew from the Creative Team to code.

"You wanna go look into the studio?" tawar Triassic.

"Can I?" Abigail seemed to doubt.

"Of course you can."

After Darren came out they followed to see Darren's performance live.

In front of the camera, Darren seems flexible interacting with other hosts and guest stars. His expressions, body language, even Darren's eyes managed to cover up the pressure that the young man was experiencing.

Abigail was amazed to see Darren so professional. Darren looks friendly, cheerful, and cool at the same time.

If only he were like this behind the camera. Abigail becomes upset when she recalls Darren's mischievous actions.

Abigail glanced at Trias, apparently the young man was recording Darren's performance. Then send the tape to someone.

"If one day I forget. Please record when Darren appears in any event. Then send it to me and I'll go on to his family" Trias said after he finished sending the video.

Abigail nodded her head. "So the tape was for Darren's family?"

"Yes." Yeah." Trias smiled thinly.

An hour passed, they returned to the guest room because the event was over.

"How do I look?" it looks like Darren is very enthusiastic to ask for Triassic's opinion.

"Good, as always. And there are some parts that we're gonna fix."

Darren nodded in understanding. But a second later he was surprised when he saw Roki who first entered had raised a bouquet of flowers.

"There's a guy who sent flowers." Roki handed the flower to Darren.

With a sour face Darren picked up the flower that Roki handed over and pulled the small card that was there. His face grew sour when he found out that Rosalin had sent it to him.

"Who's the sender?" Triassic was curious.

"Rosalin." Darren's answer sounded.

Abigail who helped Roki and Rui keep their equipment smiled faintly. When he heard Rosalin's name, Abigail remembered the provisions she had eaten at Darren's behest.

"Just throw it in the trash" Darren heard giving orders to no one.

"Eh, don't dong. If you don't want to, let me keep it." said Rui took the bouquet of roses.

Darren just shrugged his shoulders uncaring sign.

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All the way home, Abigail kept glancing at the rearview mirror. He sat in front with Trias, while Darren with Roki and Rui sat in the back.

Abigail turned her head to look at the condition of those sitting behind. After making sure everyone was sleeping, he leaned slightly on his body.

"Sister, is anyone escorting us?" Abigail gave clue.

For there is no way he will be forthright if they are followed. That would raise suspicion in Trias' heart.

Trias looking through the spy. And sure enough, they were followed by an SUV. Quickly Trias immediately pressed the gas pedal to widen the distance. The car soon chased.

Luckily for them, not far from there were several police officers standing by monitoring the traffic flow.

Trias got the idea, he immediately stopped their vehicle near a police vehicle that was a little away from its owner.

As they stopped, the car that followed after exiting the set passed by. A burly man held up a hand that held a gun and pointed it at the car that Abigail and the others were riding in.

Triassic's choked, they're getting desperate. Trias murmured then breathed a sigh of relief.

When the stalker car was far away, they moved back. Trias glanced at the rearview mirror to look back. Darren was still closing his eyes, whether he knew about the incident just now or not.

Abigail scanned around to remember their location. He plans to ask Micah to check the street CCTV.

"Abigail, don't tell Darren anything about this." Pinta Trias.

"Yes Brother." Abigail also does not want Darren to make his emotions rise and fall because it makes it a place of impingement.

And if you recall, these few days Abigail can relax a little because Darren didn't vilify her.

After driving Roki and Rui, they return to Darren's new apartment. Abigail put all of Darren's gear in the workspace. Then he approached Trias and Darren who were sitting on the sofa in the middle room.

"What's wrong?" Trias first responded with Abigail's attitude which he thought was strange.

"Sir, I want to ask permission for a day off. I want to meet my sister. Can I?"

"Yes go" Darren replied without thinking.

"You heard it. Darren let that." Triassic stands up. " Now go home, you'll need some time to pack your things. There are no more activities for today."

"Thank you brother. Thank you, Mr."

"Hmm." Darren replied with deheman.

Abigail leaves Darren's apartment with a sumringah.

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