Don't chase me, Beautiful!

Handkerchief

After arguing over the color, Rista finally came out of the President's room. He then went to the production department to convey his superior's message.

The wonder production section is usually the secretary or the President who directly talks to him.

"I'm just delivering a message from Mr. Darren" Rista said.

"Alright, Miss. We'll make it a hundred thousand and make an extra color" he said.

"Then, excuse me!" pamit Rista retorted the nod of the middle-aged man.

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Natasha comes to Arta Fashion, Yuno welcomes her trying to smile even though she is actually lazy.

Rista came late to the artist, "Welcome, Miss!"

"No need to mince words, quickly show your products!" natasha ketus.

"Come, Miss!" Rista invited the woman.

Rista walked in front behind her Natasha and her manager.

Natasha is unemployed of the clothes she is going to promote. "Whose design is it?"

"I, Miss."

"Good, the fabric is soft and the color is not too striking" Natasha praised.

"Thank you, Miss."

"I'm thirsty" said Natasha.

"Let me get it," Rista offered.

"You're here, he took it!" Natasha turned her gaze to Yuno.

"Master, can you grab a drink for Miss Natasha?" ask Rista.

"All right, I'll take it," Yuno left.

Soon he returned and gave it to Natasha.

"Can you unscrew the bottle?" Natasha asked for help.

Yuno grabbed the bottle of drink and then opened the lid with a ketus face.

"Thank you" Natasha smiled and drank.

Suddenly the manager asked for permission to receive the phone as well as Rista was forced not to continue accompanying the artist.

"Sir, I am called President. Can you continue this work?" pinta Rista's.

"Yes, okay. Go see the President before he gets angry with you" Yuno replied.

"Thank you, Mister!" Rista also passed.

Yuno walked with Natasha, "Have you been working here for a long time?"

"It's been four months, Miss."

"It's still too new, is the President still Mr Devan Artama?"

"The son will soon be replaced" replied Yuno.

"Why do you work here?"

"Miss, I beg you to ask about the product is not a personal matter" Yuno said.

Natasha tilted her lips.

Yuno explained a few things about Arta Fashion products. Without realizing it, the girl behind him held his arm. Quickly, Yuno saw him. "Miss, are you okay?"

Natasha only hinted with hand gestures.

His manager immediately ran over to see Natasha's face pale.

All the employees who were near them began to approach.

"Sir, please help me get Natasha to the car!" pinta manager.

Yuno carried Natasha's body which began to weaken out of the building.

The manager opened the car door, "Thank you, sir!"

As the car sped into the hospital, Yuno followed.

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The manager walked out of the check room, approaching Yuno. "Sir, I'm sorry my artist couldn't continue looking through the product."

"What's really going on?"

"Natasha's vertigo disease is relapsing" he replied.

"Can he continue this work?"

"Can, Sir. Maybe because of fatigue so the disease relapsed," replied the Manager named Dian.

Yuno nodded in understanding. "Well, then I'll go back to the office. Say hello to Miss Natasha!"

"Good, Sir."

Yuno returned to Arta Fashion, Rista rushed to the secretary of the President. "How's Miss Natasha doing?"

"The vertigo disease he suffered relapsed."

"Oh, so."

"Mr Darren told me to deliver this to the production section," Rista replied pointing to several sheets of paper.

"Let me drive him, please" Yuno bargained.

"No, Mister. Later the President will be furious with me," Rista then left with a smile.

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The photo shoot was postponed because Natasha still needed a break. Tonight the change of President was made.

All employees were present at the event including Raisa and her husband.Darren appeared in a red suit, he was so handsome.

Rista was momentarily fascinated with the handsome face of the President of Arta Fashion. His daydream stopped as his arm in his coworker's hand.

"Mr Darren is very handsome, yes!"

"Yes," Rista replied involuntarily.

"Be careful what you say back then, won't fall in love with her."

"Where might I like a strange boss like him," Rista tried to cover up her admiration.

Their chatter stopped as Devan gave a speech after which Darren spoke on the podium.

"I hope the cooperation, no rules change here. Everything remained the same," Darren said out loud. "And one more rule from me, no one should sleep in his office during work hours even though it's time to rest" he continued.

"Surely he insinuates me," Rista's inner.

Darren came down while glancing at Rista who was sitting not far from the stage with a sneering smile.

The event ended with meals provided by the committee. The Artama family rushed to leave the venue. All employees are familiar with the attitude and nature of Devan Artama.

"Why did they leave?" ask Rista.

"Mr Devan can't stay with people for too long, because his body will be flushed if he comes into direct contact with others" the senior employee replied.

"Oh, so."

Rista came out about to urinate, he walked quickly towards the toilet without paying attention to his surroundings he hit someone.

"Do you have no eyes?" Darren stared hard.

Rista put on a grinning smile, "Sorry, I'm in a hurry!"

Darren sprayed his clothes with liquid.

Rista stood cleaning her body and Darren was still in front of her. Because of his gatel nose, Rista had not been able to avoid sneezing in front of the man.

Darren stiffened his jaw. "You're so slovenly!" emphasizing words.

"I was not intentional, sir. Sorry!" Rista was about to hold Darren's hand.

"Don't touch me!" his jolt.

Innocent Rista smiled.

"Don't smile!" Darren cleaned his suit with a handkerchief that was always in his pants pocket. "Dispose this to the trash!" He gave a handkerchief to Rista.

"Master, this is still very good. Why throw it away?" Rista grabbed the handkerchief.

"It's dirty, I don't want to touch it anymore!"

"Make me, sir."

"You're really weird, it's someone else's ex."

"If washed, it must be clean and fragrant" said Rista. He then put the handkerchief into the bag.

Darren looked at the astonished girl in front of him. "You really did it?"

Rista nodded in agreement and said, "Thank you, sir." Then he ran towards the toilet.

"Basic freak!"

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The next day, Rista ran over to Darren who had just got out of the car.

"Master!" call him.

"What's wrong?" Darren walked over without looking at the girl beside him.

"I want to give you this!" Rista gave a small heart-shaped box.

Darren stopped his steps then looked at the box Rista was holding. "What's this?" tanyakanya.

"Look at yourself!"

Darren sprayed the box and then slowly opened it, his eyes darting. "You really washed it?"

"Yes, Sir. Clean and fragrant, right?"

"But this is saliva." Darren showed a disgusted face.

"Sir, I accidentally sneezed and made your suit dirty. As an apology, so I just wash this handkerchief. Like new again, right?"

"I don't want to accept it" Darren refused. "Just make you!" continued again.

"Well, I'll keep it as a memento."

"As far as you go, you freak girl!" Darren passed by.