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Returning to Ratih's house after Kenneth and I ran to avoid the reporter's camera shot. In that house we found someone that Kenneth certainly knew.

"That's my manager." Kenneth said so before he stepped before me.

The man was sitting on a chair on the terrace. Kenneth approached and sat down and talked to him. But strangely, as soon as Sam spoke to Kenneth, there was no expression of surprise or worry as facing the person who had run away. Moreover it was his own artist, his responsibility. Sam instead looked impatient as he glanced at the watch he used while talking to Kenneth.

"Hi" said Sam flatly to me. I sat down on the other chair too, and only replied with a faint smile because I did not know what to react to. "Thank you for being willing to be bothered by Kenneth. This artist is hard to manage."

"I'm not ready to be bothered anyway, Om. Kenneth is the one who is forced to stay here" I replied honestly.

"Oh my goodness, Rara ..." Kenneth who was sitting on the chair beside me was embracing my shoulder instead. "Don't be honest so dong. I'm so embarrassed."

Shame on the face of a flat talk!

"Om, don't you get mad at him?" my hand releases her arm. "He ran away from his job. From Om too."

"It's mundane. He always has trouble." Sam smiled a little.

"It's just that now Om wants to take Ken home, right?!"

"Ih, Rara ngusir me. Buuu ... Rara ngusir akuuu niiihh ...." Kenneth complains, calls Ratih's mom.

"Mom hasn't come home yet."

"Gee!"

"Tomorrow the day after Ken I picked up again. So please cooperate with you, not to do much more trouble" Sam said.

You guys?

When do I have trouble?

"You've been confirmed as Ken's fiancee. It's okay, right?!" sam's words made me glare.

A fiancee? I'm with Ken? Wh why? Why is my life so bad?

"Setting, just calm down. Artists in Indonesia are easy to eliminate scandals that either exist or not. Maybe even you will start to be famous since now–"

"Wait, om," I concluded. "Why is Om doing that? Without my permission? But you don't know me yet?"

Sam pointed at Kenneth. "I've known you since yesterday afternoon. Ken sent us information about you. And he's the one who suggested all this."

Kenneth berdehem's. "Eh, so look, Ra–"

"KEN!" I shouted annoyed with clenched hands and ready to float a bogem onto his handsome, smooth face.

He ran into the house and I chased him. Then he kept avoiding me and ran away from home.

Somehow since I got to know Ken my nature has become more carefree and talkative. Definitely talking to nag him. It could be said that Kenneth was able to raise my child's side. He's like a big brother, ah no-sister, ah-where is possible! I don't know what his name is. I feel like I have a brother.

...🎈🎈🎈🎈...

I sat on the side of the rice field enjoying the view. By ourselves. Kenneth was taken away by Sam yesterday. Today it feels so calm. Or maybe, become lonely. For a few days Ken and I fought like Tom and Jerry. Always act like teenagers who are always full of silliness. But now, it seems like it's over. The story of my life meeting with an artist is just like an advertisement. It filled my days for a moment, and now it has returned to being me alone.

I only realized one thing after Ken left. He was Alya's idol. Waw! I'm very excited to tell Alya about Ken, later, after I return to Jakarta. Maybe in the next few days or next week. I deliberately didn't want to tell Alya by phone or video call. Because if I tell you now, I'm sure Alya will soon fly to Bali to catch up with me and definitely to meet her idol.

"Raraaaaa! Yuhuu! I'm pulaaaanggg!"

That's Kenneth's scream. Seriously? Why did the creature come back? I was ready for the peace of my life. Then why did he show up again?

Kenneth came to me who was standing. I wonder why he's here again.

"I'm kangeeeenn!" he screamed while hitting me when we were near. I'm trying to get out of that six pack. Kenneth's body is good. No doubt as an artist of course he keeps his body shape. It's just ...

Still not as perfect as him.

"I'm not. Just yesterday you left in time to miss."

"That Rara mah. Oya, Ra ... Come on!" Kenneth pulled my hand and dragged me hurriedly walking towards Ratih's house.

"Why the hell? Any more gossip reporters?" ask me while looking back.

"Come, Rara. The gossip reporters are passing. There's a bodyguard I brought. Errata, Sam told me to bring it. So that they protect us from gossip reporters."

Right now, I saw four people in black clothes standing in front of Ratih's house.

Seriously? He's bringing a bodyguard now?

After arriving right on the front porch of Ratih's house, I saw another stranger there standing back to him.

"No! Someone is looking for you. Your taste is imported, right? Where's nemu? Many local people are also disappointed. Still more than the Japanese," Kenneth's snaps. He doesn't seem to like it.

It's Ryu if I don't remember wrongly. Or maybe not? I don't know, I doubt it.

"Hi!" the Japanese man smiled sweetly at me as he stood before me.

Ahh ... Right, it's Ryu.

I memorized his smile.

Why is he here?

It must be Ami who told me this address. But, what do you do? Time following me?

Oh Zura .. You're too sick.

"How are you?"

"good. Well ... how can you be here?" manya curious.

"Ah yes ..I am on vacation," he said with a smile. Anyone understood the meaning of that narrow-eyed man's expression, his timid gait while stealing stared at me meaningfully.

I-i understand.

"Oh .." I have to look for a discussion. Although it's a bit hard to remember I only met him a few times, and it's just normal. "Please sit!" I pointed it at the chair on the terrace. After I sat down on the other chair, Kenneth followed me by sitting on the chair he pulled to get closer to me.

Mean what?

Kenneth berdehem's.

"It's Kenneth" I introduced Ken to Ryu. And vice versa. "... and Ken, it's Ryu." Ken just nodded. None of the two stuck out their hands, just a nod instead. "Kenneth is my friend" I said to Ryu. "Ryu was my acquaintance back in Japan" and I told Kenneth.

"When are you going to Japan?" kenneth looked curious.

"It hasn't been long."

"In order?"

"The story is long and sad. I'll tell you later." then I turn to Ryu again. "You see Ami often?"

"Always," the answer made me round my eyes. But he hurriedly continued, "To find info about you."

"Me?"

"Yes. Don't you intend to go back to Japan?"

"Well, maybe someday. But not anytime soon."

Ryu nodded. "I understand. You need time to calm down."

"Frightly so."

Ryu smiled sweetly. "I'll be in Bali for 3 days. If you can, I want you to accompany me while I'm here. How's it?"

"I don't agree" said Kenneth, which caught me off guard. When was he asked to answer? "Azzura must accompany me."

"Where to accompany? Don't you want to go to Jakarta?" I asked in Indonesian, so Ryu did not understand what I just said.

"Yes indeed. I want you to go to Jakarta with me. I'll give you a job. Yea? Yea?" he blinked one eye to seduce me.

"I still want to be here."

"Yes ... Rara .. no fun ...."

I don't give a shit. My plan hasn't changed. I want to spend the next few days still in this place.

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