Created Destiny

For the sake of His Future

Each of the leaders presented the preparation of what will be displayed during fashion week later. Only this time Jihan felt not ready and not sure about the plan. Jihan's nervous face was very obvious. In front of her, Mia smiled triumphantly at the nervous face.

"Ok everyone, I am very grateful for your contribution and your teams in developing your famous and latest fashion styles. It's not easy. The world of competition is very tough (It's not easy. The world of competition is very tight). So, I really hope for you to stay calm, enjoy, spirit, and compactness is very important."

Madam Stella began asking her assistants to prepare the tools or presentation materials that had been collected in advance.

Until the presentation time was over, now only left Mia, Jihan and Madam Stella in the room. Madam continued to turn over the papers containing designs of Jihan's designs. Shaking their heads repeatedly. The pale face of Jihan remained he put up with his firmness.

'The story of Lo Jihan. You're STUPID'

While Mia, very satisfied with the adulation of Madam Stella.

"Why Jihan? What's wrong with you? This time, I was not satisfied with the designs you made. Impressed monotone. Boring very I saw it. There's nothing special about Jihan!"

Breathe in before explaining.

"Sorry, Madame. I feel fucked this time. Everything I planned changed. Like someone deliberately sabotaged my team Madam."

"Hahaha... sabotage? Whatisit? Jihan.... Jehan. It's a world of competition. It is natural for some to try to justify all means. What the hell are you? You are my pride. Why is it suddenly so messed up?"

Jihan received all the bad corrections from Stella's madam. His good name has changed drastically. The listlessness he displayed. Out of the meeting room, all the members of Jihan's team were waiting for her with anxiety. Their frightened faces cut down on Jihan. No matter how much Jihan, surely she could not bear to see the people closest to her fragile. Jihan deliberately passed them without saying.

However, Mia's voice stopped her steps.

"Wow.... Miss Perfect or Miss Not Perfect?"

Turning around did not waver with Mia's scorn.

"It's game over. I can see the defeat of Lo Jihan. I think I'll be crowned Miss Perfect."

Evil Mia's smile returned.

Andrew's growls peaked seeing Mia's mocking face.

"HEW.... MAMAMAI! Don't be so great. It's not over yet. We can definitely prove it to your team, if we're the winner. Score on lo! Team lo is nothing with us."

"Don't mind your nephew Madam Stella, you can just talk like that. We're sure, this must have something to do with you."

"Hahaha....I?! I don't have time to take care of you. Accept the dong defeat. LOSERRE...."

Waving her blonde hair as she passed through Jihan. Jihan did not respond.

"Oh yeah, don't make a fuss. I want to go back first. You can all go back to each other's houses."

His red Mazda car was speeding. His tired mind wants him to rest. Bed is his most comfortable place. Knocking on the noisy door, he threw it with a pillow. The sound stopped too.

"Pa, Jihan is fighting with Pandu?"

"Where Papa knows Ma. Okay, that's their business. Udah Jihan habit, go home directly into the room slam door. Say hello kiss your hands not."

"Don't you, Papa started again."

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Jihan's mood keeps changing. My mom was anxious to ask or not.

"Jihan... Why are you? Any problem with Pandu?"

STOOP....

tablespoon Jihan darted down. In Jihan's mind thought.

'Why are the people being discussed?'

"No! There's trouble at work." Little jutek.

"If there's anything it's talked about. So Mama's neither Papa guesses." Keep up the Papa.

"Papa can help Jihan?! Papa's fashion problem can't possibly understand. Papa is a colote."

"Hahaha..you are very naughty to your Papa."

Papa's fierce face looked ridiculous at this moment.

Jihan has started to improve and is open. Indeed, if the load is too submerged itself will create stress.

"So, you and Pandu are fine, right, dear?"

Again Mama discussed Pandu. What is clear is that it is just a relationship.

"Hmm.. good." The doubtful answer Jihan.

"Never come here again? Even though Mama still wants to talk a lot with Nak Pandu. Looks like Papa is also happy with Nak Pandu. Isn't it Pa?"

Jihan was nervous again. How would he explain all this falsehood? Papa and Mama would have been furious if it was all just lies. And Jihan was again betrothed to the choice of the Papa.

"He looks like a good boy. Papa has also been looking for information about him from Papa's assistant. If he's serious about you, get him and his parents here. No need to wait long. Because Papa needs someone to take care of you."

"I mean Papa?"

"Married. What else?"

"What?! Pa, we're just dating. Marriage time is just right."

"Well, what are you waiting for? Papa doesn't want to see you dating unclear."

"Pa.. if the child is not ready, do not be forced to dong."

"The courtship has not been halal that invites adultery. Mama wants, our only child is this pregnant out of wedlock? Looking at Jihan's lifestyle, Papa is sure that you've been touched by quite a few men."

Papa's words really hit Jihan. The drink he was drinking was pouring out.

"Astaghfirullah Papa... how do you say that? You're not really pregnant, are you, Jihan?"

"Y....!! I'm still a virgin."

"If Pandu does not propose and marry you immediately, Papa will continue your matchmaking with Nicho. Papa give me 2 weeks' time for him."

"Pa....!"

Jihan slumped softly hearing her Papa's request.

'How is dong? Time I should benefit him again.'

In his room, Jihan paced back and forth several times. All sorts of reasons he prepared. But, there is no way stubborn Papa wants to believe the words of his son.

"Waith! Raska Alya's. Well, that guy's Raska's friend. Yes, I asked Raska for help only once? Who knows, Raska could have persuaded his friend to help me. Yup! You are so brilliant Jihan...."

It didn't take long, Alya picked up the phone from Jihan.

Alya: "Hello Jihan, why?"

Jihan: "Where is Alaska? I want to talk to him."

Alya: "Why would you like my husband?!"

Jihan: "Iihhh! Which raska.... Rubin...."

Alya: "Yes, yes, yes."

The sound of Alya's cry calls out to Raska.

"Honey.... Dear....! Jihan wants to talk to you."

"Why? Don't want ah!"

"Udah by the way!"

Elvis: "Yes, Jihan. What's up, huh?"

Raska silently did not answer. Feeling Raska was already not good. However, Alya the wife forced Raska to answer yes.

Raska: "Hmm. I'm so sorry."

PLAKKK!

"Such a fool."

Alya: "Could be Han. If Raska doesn't want to, let me just say."

Jihan: "Ok, thanks Alya. I'm waiting for news from you guys. See you's...."

Closed phone. A little quiet and can sleep well. Tomorrow he would have to think hard again to string the words together for his request for help to be accepted.

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"Ndu, please really Ndu, can you meet with Jihan! I'm so dizzy to be asked grandiosely by my wife."

Raska continued to beg in front of Pandu. Busy guides feel uncomfortable and disturbed.

"It's so nice to have a girl like Ndu." Yogi is furious.

"I don't want to interfere in Race's affairs."

"Well, how is dong? I am tired of being forced to keep going. Turn Jihan over and call my wife. I did not go to bed with my wife for 2 nights."

"Rubber....!! Durhaka really lo Ras's wife. Haha...."

Raska was even upset about being teased by Yogi. While Pandu remains focused with his laptop screen.

From yesterday, a foreign number always called him. And there are some whatsapp messages that he knows it's Jihan's number. Jihan's presence really bothered her. Already blocked, he still called or gave a message with another number.

The patience is over. Tired of repeatedly calling and sending messages to Pandu. No one responded. If not for the sake of his future, would not this Jihan serepot begging to Pandu.

"So how? Has there been any progress yet?"

Jehan's weak arm answered everything.

"Gue was also confused how else to persuade Pandu. I have been sleeping outside for 3 days because this problem is not too complicated. So I feel so guilty about going to Raska."

Jihan had also deliberately diligently visited Alya's house. Hope to meet directly with Pandu. But it turns out to be nil.

"What if you go to his office?"

Jihan's eyes closed wide.

"It's a really good idea Alya. How did you not tell me from yesterday anyway?!"

"Iihhh. How know I am, you'll be that strong."

"Alya, whatever the obstacles, I don't care. Now you tell me his office address! I really hate both guys. I am so proud to not respond to me."

"Dare not he's the same fierce girl as you. Haha...."

The pillow flew towards Alya's face.

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On that day, Jihan with her glamour style entered a tall building with the words Warriors Group. His sunglasses he put on to increase his confidence level. The reception desk became his main goal.

"Good afternoon Ma'am.... Welcome to Warriors Group. Can I help you?"

"I'd like to see Pandu."

"Mr Pandu Pangestu?"

"Hmm.. yeah."

"Previously, you already have an appointment with Mr Pandu?"

"I am his girlfriend. Why do I have to make an appointment?"

Jihan made a sharp look at the Receptionist woman looking at herself from the bottom up. Because, after all, Mr. Pandu has no relationship with anyone. And even if there is, surely Mr. Pandu did not choose the type of woman in front of him. Very arrogant.

"Why do I care so? You're not sure I'm Pandu's girlfriend?"

"Sorry Ma'am, whoever it is still has to follow the rules in this company. Usually also, the secretary of Pandu sir will inform me if there are guests who will come and make a meeting appointment. Currently, there is no on behalf of his girlfriend Pandu sir made a meeting appointment. As far as I know, Pandu does not have a girlfriend. But, what I do is his girlfriend is a lot of Mbak."

DUARR....

Jihan swallowed her saliva deeply. This receptionist lady was quite brave against him. The glasses he used, he sipped over his head in between his hair.

"Why bother anyway?! I need to call the guy directly so you can believe."

"By Ma'am, please. I wait."

The receptionist woman really could not be lied to. Doubtfully, Jihan searched for the Pandu number and called him. Sure enough, the first call was not released. The second call is the same. Jihan was really furious. At least, in this precarious state Pandu gives him the opportunity to talk over the phone. Even if it just means to wear it.

Fifth call, call from Jihan in reject. And it was seen by the receptionist woman.

"Well, how is the phone even in reject Mbak? No, boyfriend is more important, right? Hihi...."

It's really embarrassing.

"Maybe my boyfriend is busy. Yes, it's busy. It's okay, I wait until my girlfriend's business is over."

"Mr.... Maud. Yes, no more lying. I often ngadepin unclear women who are eyeing Pandu sir."

"What do you mean?!"

"Security.... Security....!!"

"Yes Buk, how can I help you?" The firm voice of the Security made Jihan ciut.

"Sir, please drive these boys out sir!"

"Ready Buk!!"

Jihan panic. His arrival here had embarrassed himself. Jihan rebelled, shouting loudly. Stupidly with people's views of him.

"Take me off! Lepasin.... I just want to say something to Pandu. Sir....take me off!"

"This is an order from the office. You've made a scene here."

The receptionist's cynical smile infuriated Jihan.

From the elevator door, Yogi, Raska and Pandu went hand in hand to deliver their clients outside. Until they realized, that there was a commotion outside. Jihan's bellowing cries became more and more clearly heard calling out Pandu's name. Raska walked out first. And to his surprise he saw Jihan in a state of chaos and dragged 2 Security.

"Damn?!"

"Ras, help me! I just want to meet you doang. Please, Race...."

"Please him sir! He's my business." The Pandu command stopped the strong grip on Jihan's hand.

"Follow me!"

Jihan quickly followed Pandu's big steps. Not forgetting he gave a greeting to the receptionist woman who looked at him cengo.

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