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Chapter 02's

Brakes...

A maroon-red BMW car hit Megan's weak body to bounce back, the speed of the car is not high enough but still makes the weak body in pain of blood.

Accidents happen. People crowded on the sidewalk saw the fateful incident firsthand. Panicking for sure, they began to approach Megan's body which had been bathed in a lot of blood that often flowed down the road with a mixture of rain.

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“Large rain like this, can paparazzi follow me! brother Sam is too worried, now no one will recognize me as a star!!” muttered Jakson who was driving casually, often remember Sam who did not let himself meet old friends at night, yes, even though this is a habit.

His favorite BMW car has not been used for a long time, this rainy night, Jakson has just visited some old friends so he forgot the time to return.

Tomorrow the busy day will begin, the increasingly crowded filming schedule has become a routine. Who else if not him, Jakson Willy. A famous actor in this great city. It can also be called workaholic. His daily life is only for work, at the age of 24 years he has become a famous person with thousands of fans.

No need to be famous, he was also successful, obviously because he came from the family of golden spoons. It was his passion in acting that led him to the top as a drama king.

The sound of the beat of the song echoed, which was then played as a friend of his solitude. Currently he intends to return to his residence, considering that tomorrow the editing schedule is also starting to be crowded. On the way, he stopped at one of the supermarkets to buy a night snack, all for people who were guarding the house, he thought.

Someone seemed to follow. Jakson began to be aware of the presence of the man, in his gaze a figure who was carrying a camera hanging around his neck. Without a second thought, Jakson rushed back to the car with his luggage.

“What is paparazzi? so tough, working so hard on a cold night like this! I have to hurry back before they take my ugly picture!” he muttered then drove the car at a speed that was often high, fearing he was overtaken by paparazzi.

“Can I still recognize you?” he continued to often look at himself through the rearview mirror while repairing the mask and hat he wore as a disguise.

The streets were wet, and he seemed unconcerned about it. It is dangerous to have to deal with paparazzi, he thought.

Brakes..

“What the person deliberately threw himself into the street! Obviously he wasn't there!” the guy who feels innocent.

Out of curiosity he also got out of the car. Do not forget he fixed the mask and hat and sweater as a complement so that his face is not exposed on this road. In the absence of a black umbrella, then approaching the crowd there, they stared at the figure of a weakly lying woman who often bathed in a lot of blood.

Surprised, of course. He thought he had taken someone's life. The gathered people were also looking at him with gazes as if ready to pounce on him. Without a second thought Jakson immediately spoke up before the society acted, but right before he spoke someone hit him.

Buk..

One successful blow landed on his face, which made him grimace in pain.

“What the fuck are you, why hit me!” clearly defending himself who often stared at the figure who had just given him a blow.

“You just hit him, I saw your car hit the girl!” clearly the figure often returned Jakson's gaze with anger.

“Haven't hit this young man again, save this poor girl first, you want to take responsibility son! otherwise you should come with us to the police station!” between a middle-aged woman gives reassurance to help the blood-soaked poor girl, Megan.

“Te of course, I will be in charge!” obviously Jakson gave a definite answer, not wanting to deal with the police who would obviously damage his image as a star.

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If there are similarities in the names of characters, characters, and places, I as the author apologize. This story is merely fictitious, not intended to offend readers and others.