Denisa Rosaline

Ricky Tiocandra Alvaro

A man in his three-layer formal attire had just set foot in Jakarta. Typical of young executives with sunglasses perched spoiled on their nose, pushing a small suitcase with a medium-sized package perched on top of the suitcase they were carrying. His face was handsome with firm lines. Body okay got, hugable and sandarable. The 181cm man walked in looking for someone who was assigned to pick him up.

A man in his mid-thirties, wearing a black Polo T-shirt holding a paper bearing his name, was waiting at the exit.

"Deliver?" ask the man wearing formal clothing.

"Yes, Sir. Welcome then. Is your flight fun?" the man called his name.

"Lumayan," he answered opening the chat.

"Let's come with me, sir. Over here," he said then led the way. Gilang took over the innate man who was quite a lot. Actually not only the luggage, but also the deposit he took earlier from the daycare at the airport.

"We'll go straight to the location, sir. The show was about to begin," Gilang explained which was answered with a faint nod by the man sitting on the backseat of his car. The man seemed busy with his tablet made Gilang hesitate to invite him to talk again.

"Has he arrived?" asked the man after a moment of silence.

"No, Sir. Still on the way. If our trip goes well, we'll get there first." Gilang. His eyes occasionally stared at the man he had picked up earlier through the deep rearview mirror.

"Good."

The car driven by Gilang stopped right in front of the lobby of a five-star hotel. Of course, this hotel is an option, because in addition to being a company asset, its location which is close to the airport makes it easier for guests who come from outside the city or abroad later.

The tall man got out of his car. Walk towards the red carpet and do photo sessions as directed by EO people or event organizers. After filling out the guest book, and keeping the number given by the committee, he chose to return to the lobby, waiting for someone who made him have to fly in a hurry from Bali to Jakarta.

Shortly thereafter, a Honda jazz silver stopped right in front of the lobby door. A girl who was very familiar but with a different appearance, was more religious because she wore a hijab, coming down gracefully. Her grace was exactly a princess of the king. The girl interacted with another woman driving the car. Like saying thank you or something. Then smiled and waved as the car he was riding in drove away from the hotel area. All the scenery was not spared from the observation of the man sitting on one of the waiting couches in the lobby.

The girl walked towards him while bowing her gaze.

because many of the men who were around him were blatantly staring in admiration at the girl. He walked gracefully past the red carpet and took pictures at the booth that had been provided by the committee. The man followed her at a safe distance.

After finishing the photo session, the girl filled out the guest book and got a number, "Like the examinee just use the number of everything," she commented with a funny smile, saying, made the woman who handed the number smile clumsily.

"Please come in, Ma'am. The event has started since half an hour ago," said mbak-mbak fence ayu was friendly which was replied nod by the girl until it.

But just before the girl's feet stepped into the event ballroom, the man in formal attire pulled her and dragged her to a spot far enough away from the main door. He precedes the girl to walk, making the girl stumble after her wide steps behind, exactly a father who forced his son who was busy playing to go home and take a shower. He deliberately did that to prank the beautiful girl he had not met for a long time. The man pulled his hand and pushed the girl against the wall, facing her. Both of his hands held tightly to the two hands of the beautiful girl so tightly that he could not wrinkle. The girl huffled in her footsteps, fear running through her perfectly smooth face.

"Like the surprise, Princess?" said the man with his signature smirk smile.

"You!" the girl's great-grandson was still with a shocked expression mixed with obvious fear.

"Yep, it's me, princess Rosaline!" reply lightly.

"What are you doing? Let go of me, Rik!!!" Raung the girl he called 'princess' earlier with a voice like growling.

"Auuu .. garang right, kind of biase. Relax je laah, don't worry about using that kind of fear expression. I'm not a ghost" said the man called Rik with an amused face, thick with Malay dialect. "And call me Ricky's BROTHER! I am three years old from you" he said, touching the tip of Aline's nose in his cage.

The girl named Rosaline or Aline tried to release her hand from Ricky's hand, but it was free.

"Please!!! The standing position of the two of us right now is exactly like a couple who are doing immoral acts," he was uncomfortable if anyone saw them with such a position.

"Considerate with the minds of people. We're all grown up and this is in a hotel, pretty, in Jakarta anyway. Let them think it's up to them." Ricky is not affected by the request of the girl he is still clinging to.

Aline stomped on the man's feet making him complain feeling the heel as high as seven inches pierced his expensive shoes, but still did not let go of his hands. "of course! Now I've been wearing the hijab, so have to keep the marwahnya." Aline tried to negotiate, if it didn't work out as well, she would use violence on this man.

"Okay .. okay ...! Call me 'BANG RICKY' first'!" Ricky insists that Aline call him brother.

"All right, BANG RICKY! Please take my hand off! WH-KA-RANG!!"

"All right, Rosaline Tiocandra! I'm gonna let go of your hand SE-KA-RANG." His words imitated the request of the girl and then released the hand of the girl named Rosaline. Aline then pushed Ricky's burly body slightly back, giving them some distance.

Ricky Alvaro Tiocandra is the son of Aline's papi sister, Haikal Tiocandra. Her mother, Erika, died in childbirth so Ricky was weaned by Mami Nissa who was breastfeeding Rio who was ten months old. His father was too busy working to forget the sadness left by his wife, making little Ricky spend more time in the house of the brother of his father than in their own home, moreover, the older brother who was adrift enough to hate him because he considered it as their mother's killer. Then, after his father married again, then the brother chose to study abroad, making Ricky who was then a teenager increasingly docked with the three brothers, especially with Rio. For little Ricky, Lavenderio Tiocandra is his idol! After graduating High School, his maternal grandfather left him a company that was supposed to be inherited by his mother Erika, because Erika was an only child. And Rickypun decided to accept the legacy and flew to Bali, to live with his grandfather and learn to run the company as it is now. So does Esti. After graduating from college and getting married, he lived in Jogja, running a branch of his grandfather's company there.

Now, Esti and Ricky's relationship is harmonious like brothers. It was her husband who made her realize that Ricky had nothing wrong with their mother's passing. Therefore, whenever there is a chance, Ricky will always visit his brother and his small family in Jogja.

"What the hell is it about being a person? Who's here?" aline asked while looking left-right.

"Just like Rio!" ricky replied, Relax.

"Where? Where's?" ask Aline scared. Afraid that he would be dragged home by his brother.

"Mahaha .... So afraid. Bang Rio is not. I'm je. Plan B." Ricky stated it clearly, because Rosalinepun knows the meaning of plan B. What he did not know was that these three men already knew of his existence.

"Of course. Ko's Rio's bang's men! (Co is slang in their hometown just like lu/lo). If he tells A, do it, if he tells Z to do it. No matter if it harms others," explained Aline.

Once again Ricky flicked the tip of Aline's nose, making him stir.

"Heh .. Ko tu ye's mouth! Call me 'ABANG'! Dah wears a hijab but his behavior remains unchanged." Ricky was upset because from a long time ago Rosa never called him well. Now after a long time did not meet it turns out that the beautiful girl still considers them the same age.

"Old old but we'll pass the High School together. So we're even." Ricky is actually a smart boy, but he does not want to spend his teenage years studying and studying so he chooses regular classes. While Rosaline, already in her Elementary School, took an acceleration class anyway so she could catch up with Ricky.

"The de hubungaaan. Byeah. Let's go in." Ricky folded his left hand asking Aline to hold him and end their weightless drama. But after a while of waiting, the girl did not even hold Ricky's sturdy arm.

"Hey spoiled! I am your muhrim. Can marry you if you and your brothers are gone."

"But wait a minute! Do you know where this 'me' is'?" asked Aline who had just remembered where Ricky recognized himself, the appearance alone was different from a few years ago.

Ricky who already knows will get this question has prepared an answer. He should play pretty like Cris said.

"God! We lived together for years. From ko shower don't wear clothes until ko wear any model clothes I know. Well, from a radius of 1 km, I can already smell you. Okay?"

Aline knows Ricky's answer. He could recognize this man even though he hadn't seen him in a long time. Ricky is much more handsome and mature than he was in High School.

"But people don't know we're family?"

"Well, if so, let's tell you!"

"Eh, don't fuck around, Rik! Don't forget I have an A.s.co card. Can I open it to Esti!"

"Ck. How dare to threaten! Not polite to you, brother! Yes already. If that's what I consider aje I'm your lover. When else would I have a handsome boyfriend like me!"

"A bull! Lazy!"

"Ck! Besides spoiled ko ni troublesome anyway. Be prompt. The show started."

Finally, Aline claws at Ricky's hand as well. He whispered to the man to call him Aline, who was taken for granted by Ricky because he had got a story from Bang Cris.

The flashback:

Cris dialed the number of someone he had also considered his youngest brother.

"Hello, Bang," greetings from across.

"Hello, Rick. How are you?" Basa basa ala Cris.

"Thank God be healthy, Bang. Are you and your family healthy too?"

"Mommy's kind of a drop, but the others are healthy."

"Any bother?"

"No, same as who is."

"Abang wants help. Ricky's busy not this weekend?

"Not busy at all, Bang. Just planning to Jogja jenguk kak Esti. What was?

"Does ask you to attend Atmaja Corp's invitation tonight."

"About a second. Why didn't my brother come? Papi or bang Rio maybe?"

"Obviously, plan B."

"Oh." Ricky understood the meaning of plan B. Plan B is a backup plan when neither Cris nor Rio are in a condition that makes it impossible to execute a plan. It was also at his own request. That he would rather be the last resort for the three brothers.

"Wait for Brother to clear first. So you see," Crispun began to tell me the origin he got where their sister was. "But Rosa doesn't know she's been tracked. So must play pretty."

"Ooh okay okay, Bang. Then I'll go to Jakarta this afternoon."

"OKAY. There will be Gilang who will pick up at the airport. Remember, make it as natural as possible!" tell Cris again.

"Ready, Boss!"

Flashback.

Aline, who is walking with Ricky, enters the Ballroom's main door. Ricky who was wearing a black suit stellan with an ivory white shirt seemed to be in harmony with the clothes Aline was wearing. They look like a couple in a couple shirt. Very harmonious. The arrival of this charming couple attracted the attention of most people, including Erlangga who was standing on stage conveying a word of greeting.

Ricky picked the table to the left of the entrance. He deliberately chose there because it is close to food stands. Honestly, he was very hungry.

As he sat down, Ricky asked Aline's HP and kept his number there. Then he made a call to his own number. He'll talk to this girl tomorrow. Let them enjoy a festive party tonight in a five-star hotel with a super luxurious atmosphere.

While Aline and Ricky are having a good time with Ricky's colleagues and business associates who are also attending the same party, a girl dressed in an EO uniform and the organizers come up to him and ask him to follow her backstage.

"Sorry, Ma'am. Is Ma'am the owner of number 080?" ask the girl.

"Yes, right. That's the number I have." Aline took out a number that she called the exam number earlier.

"Come, Ma'am. Please come with us to the back. Because the auction event is about to start, "he explained.

"Sorry, Ma'am. But I didn't sign up to follow him."

"Look, Ma'am. Ma'am's number was requested directly by Ms. Shayna." The woman explained back. "Later the auction system will be explained directly by Bu Shayna in the back. Come on, Ma'am."

Aline nodded and asked Ricky for permission. Ricky finally agrees on the condition that the girl should go home with him. After agreeing to Ricky's terms, Aline follows directions to get backstage.

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