Hydra

Chapter 17

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Radit is still not out of thought with his stepmother, once expelled him, and now trying to tease him.

“Huh... What joke did you give me God?” he muttered while breathing out.

Radit sat in a chair staring at his laptop screen, refocused himself into work, assessing editing for movie posters that his employees had submitted.

“This is very good, this girl is indeed beautiful, very similar to Andara,” muttered, staring at the poster of the movie My Twin Lover.

Diandra is seen talking to Maxcton, accompanied by her manager Lucy.

“Good afternoon Miss Diandra, Lucy. I want to convey, a message from Mister Radit, he said if you want to collect royalties, you can face directly to Mister Radit,” said Maxcton, conveying a strand of words from Radit, for Diandra.

“Alright then Mr Maxcton, thank you!” diandra.

“Then, I can directly meet Mr Radit right?” tanyakanya.

“Can Miss, please meet her in her room!” maxcton bowed slightly before Diandra, smiling.

“Alright, come on Lucy! We're going to Mr. Radit's room!” take Diandra to his manager.

“Let's Mr Maxcton, thank you for the help!” lucy followed Diandra's steps.

Without waiting for long, Diandra walked ahead of her manager Lucy.

“The producer apparently wants to play me! Don't know what I'm like!” gumam Diandra stepped with his foot level.

“Diandra are you sure you'll see Mr Radit?”

“Do I not look sure in your eyes Lucy!”

Diandra turned towards staring intently, at that manager. Lucy immediately lowered her head when she saw the look of anger in the eyes of Diandra, her artist and friend.

“Emmm... Yes forgive me, have doubted you!” said Lucy while looking down.

“Already come quickly, we meet the annoying super duper,” said Diandra moaned annoyed.

Diandra was at Radit's door, knocking.

TOK-TOK. The sound of knocking on the door resuscitated Radit from inside his room.

“Aishhh... bother me, who the hell!” muttered Radit.

Then get up and open the door for someone in front of the room.

CLOAKS. The sound of the door being opened by Radit, now they look at each other.

“Good day dear Mr. Radit,”

Diandra looked at that handsome face, with a sharp look, and a stern expression.

Radit swallowed his saliva, he did not expect that Diandra would dare to find it, until he came to the room.

“What business do you have with me?” asked Radit in a slightly tight tone.

“Aren't you going to let this guest in first!” diandra.

“Come please come in,” said Radit staring at Lucy.

“But only you can enter my room Miss, not for your manager!” said again.

“Ok alright!” diandra said, then asked Lucy to wait for him. “Lucy... You wait here yeah, don't go anywhere!” firmly reign.

“Yes, you take it easy on!” said Lucy.

Slowly Diandra entered Radit's room, then Radit closed the door.

“Why did you close the door!” diandra was astonished.

“Why, you mind! What we're going to talk about is the secret of payment, right? So no one should know, except me and you!” Radit.

“Ok alright, it's okay for that,” Diandra said as she walked to the sofa. “Can I sit on your couch?”

“Of course you can, someone forbids you!”

Then Radit sat on the couch.

“What will you discuss with me?” ask Radit against Diandra. Though actually Radit already knows the purpose of Diandra's arrival.

‘This man, pretending not to know anymore, even though he asked me to face him. Huh. Basic sucks!’ diandra said grumbling in her heart.

“Nona, why are you silent. I'm talking to you!” said again.

Instantly Diandra awakens from the daydream, then chimed Radit.

“Ah yes... I want to discuss about royalties for me, can it be liquid in the near future?”

“Can, but there must be a condition!” answer Radit.

“Why there should be a condition, it is already your right and responsibility pay me Mr Radit!” diandra's jolt that can't control emotions.

“Why are you emotional, and instantly nyolot like that! I'm talking nicely to you, why do you answer it with such emotion!” radit scrunched his forehead.

“Your tone is slow, your words are also good. But I do not accept if you have to give conditions to me, this is not fair to me!” diandra.

“Again that is my right, and the royalty payment is your duty Dear Mr Radit!” diandra stared intently at Radit, who was sitting next to her.

“I won't give it, anyway it's not time for royalty sharing!” answer Radit is concisely dense and clear.

“Unless you want to agree terms for me!”

DEG.

Diandra grew increasingly foggy, she pulled the handsome man's tie, pulling him until the handsome face was five centimeters away with her.

“Listen to me Mr Radit, I do not accept your treatment of me!” said Diandra coldly.

“I won't, give it. Get your hands off, you're dirtying my expensive tie!” said Radit releasing Diandra's hand.

“Unless you agree terms from me!” firmly Radit.

Then Diandra got up, sighed, there was no other way for Diandra, other than to agree to the conditions Radit proposed.

The debit collector, is hunting him, because his mother who likes to buy branded goods using her credit card.

‘Yes God, what should I do, ' her inner self.

“Alright if you have no more interests here, you better leave my room!” said Radit coldly expel Diandra.

“Alright I agree to those terms, what are the terms?” Diandra asked the conditions that Radit would apply.

“So you finally agree to it, okay send your account number, I will transfer now, really need how many millions?” said Radit.

“You haven't answered my question! What terms will you apply for?” tanyakanya.

“So Girlfriend pretended me, in front of my Mom, and in front of my Grandma, for three months!” answer Radit.

Diandra's eyes widened, perfectly rounded, astonished by the conditions proposed by Radit.

“Oh... No-no-no! This is unfair,” Diandra protest.

“I have to know the reason, why should I pretend, be your girlfriend!”

Slowly Radit stepped up, approaching Diandra who was already standing in front of him.

“Because they will believe, when I have a high-class girlfriend like you, my grandmother asked me to get married, while I still feel at home with my current status!” radit told Diandra.

“OK I agree, but you have to transfer more than my royalties!” diandra said taking advantage of the situation.

Without thinking for a long time Radit directly, asking for the nominal requested by Diandra.

“How much money do you need?” radit asked while typing on his phone.

“Not much anyway, just two millira rupiah!”

“Whataaaaaa!”

Radit was astonished, at the nominal money demanded by Diandra.