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Fifty Two

Jakarta, today.

Yes, after two weeks, I finally set foot again in this place full of memories. It feels like home but in fact I do not have a house at all in Jakarta.

The vacation I wanted seemed to have been enough and over. Okay, sad because the loss of both parents can not subside in just a few days, or a few months. But at least, I have begun to be able to organize my heart and mind to continue my life at the next stage.

I stared at Kenneth's business card he gave me two weeks ago. The guy was expecting me to join the production house where he currently works as his artist. He promised to find me a job if I accepted his offer. But I did not immediately agree to answer it. I'm still in the process of thinking about the bad effects that would happen to me if I worked in the same place as Ken. All risks I mean.

For the last two weeks, Kenneth and I have had no communication. It was like he had never been in my life, after Sam's arrival. At first Sam did tell Kenneth to leave for a while at Ratih's mom's house, but when night fell, Ken told me that he had to leave right then and there. Urgent business, as soon as he said it that night.

Since then Kenneth's gone, gone like the earth, for me. Because he has no more stories.

I'm not really thinking about it, it's just, I'm a little curious about what's going on with him right now. Because he's an artist of course. Does that mean I'm worried about him?

I don't know.

As long as Kenneth is not around, I spend my last days in Bali with Ryu. The Japanese guy who extended his vacation for more than seven days just for wanting to keep me company. Ryu is kind and friendly. But he is still a student. Oh my goodness . I didn't expect. His face looks more mature than his age.

"Yakuuuu!" alya's embrace was so tight that my shoulder felt like it was going to fall out. "Lo go home why not ngabarin? Thankfully I haven't left. You know, always surprise me."

I did not intentionally tell my best friend that. Other than not wanting to interrupt her busyness, I also did not want to trouble anyone.

I'm living in Alya's rented now. My best friend rented a small house for us to live more comfortably on the advice of Om Sandi, Alya's father. This life that I will live with Alya makes me remember my sweet life some time ago, while still living in a luxurious house and ...

Forget it, Zura .. never remember that again!

"I really want to talk to you, but today I have to interview" said Alya with sparkling eyes. "Gue is optimistic that I will be accepted to work at that place this time."

"Gue doain, Al. Hope you succeed."

"Thank you, Raju." Alya peeped my cheek. "Lo's room is on the right. Lo set yourself to like how, because my bokap already love us enough room contents. Before later we replace the same more keto if we can already find a lot of money. Hehe," then he immediately left with an online ojek that was waiting for him.

Entering the room intended for me from the Alya family, made me feel warm in my heart. How could anyone still notice me when my parents were not around. Yes, life is that good for me because it meets good people.

Why did Alya contract a house? because the location of this rented house is more strategic compared to the Alya family house located in the outskirts of Jakarta.

I put myself in bed because I was tired. I want to rest before I call Radit later and surprise him.

Tok

The door outside the house sounded knocking.

Geez, why should anyone come in when I'm in such a good position to sleep. Finally lazily don't want me to get up too.

Who the hell came this early? Uh, what time is it? I'm lyric wall clock turned out to be 9:30.

As soon as the door opens ...

"Surprise!"

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"Well?"

One word I said as I greeted him. Narcissistic guy with a high level of intelligence.

"Wow! You're the only girl who coldly welcomes me that way. As long as you know, on the outside there girls on the race because they want to deket same me. They were hysterical when they just saw me enter the car. They melt just because they see my smile. Even they were pregnant online when I got my medsosku account."

"Except me."

Kenneth and his million successes. He broke into the house with a face wearing a mask and sunglasses. Do not forget the hoodie he used was all black. That's how it looks now.

Artists or criminals?

He sat down on the simple sofa that was there. I just stood looking at him.

"Why the hell, Ken?"

"Oh my goodness, Rara. I am a guest. Special guests who live the destiny of becoming international go artists. Dream boyfriend. The future husband. We haven't seen him in a long time? I came here tuh ya welcomed, given colored drinks, dikasir–"

"Ken!"  my clashing left Ken even surprised.

I'm sorry to listen to Kenneth's utterances that are so unfortunate.

"I'm tired. Just aja nyampe. Anyway, how do you know this address?" ask me while squinting my eyes.

"What a super duper Kenneth can't do. Up-and-coming artist, who is valued by many girls, who has a melodious voice, who is me–"

"Stop! Yes, I said in line, you answered a chapter. It's noisy!"

"Ish Rara, it's really jutek today! Two weeks not met instead of affection, hugs, kangen-kenan, this is even–"

"You're a rapper, huh, Ken?!"

Ken rolled his eyes. "Kok you know? Want to gombalin me, right?! Hee .. Let's go on!"

I'm getting more and more careless towards him. The rare guy. Who wants a fight!

"You're so noisy, so chatty, take care of it. Your vocabulary is a lot. I'm dizzy."

Kenneth pressed his lower lip. "Cirain wants to be a dreadlocks, huh."

I stepped into the refrigerator. Of course I don't know what's in it. Because this is Alya's rented house. "Well, what do you want to drink? There is the same soda of guava juice. Want, right?"

"Soda can be. Juice also bring. I'm doing it, anyway,"

I brought three drinks to the table and took one soda for me to drink as well. Then I sat down at the end of the sofa.

Kenneth picked up the Guava juice while looking at me. "Where's your answer?"

"What answer?"

"Working at my place, Sam again needs an assistant. How's it? Want huh? Yea? Rara huh? If your salary problem will not be disappointed."

I honestly haven't thought about it. In my shadow, I would apply for a job like Alya, in an office building, as an ordinary employee. Instead of working in a place related to the world of artistry. Moreover, this must continue to be near Ken, after the gossip that once blew about us, then later what? I really don't like gossip.

"Kenneth is dating his assistant manager. So later the news gossip," I said with a tone like an infotainment host.

"Just, Ra. Just calm. The world of entertainment in Indonesia is very easy I have said. An ordinary person who goes viral can be an artist. Trus, the artist who was hit by a case or severe controversy even more famous. Even more famous and in demand. That's the world of our country's martyrdom of that level. So you just calm down, the more we make scandals, the more famous and sweet-selling we become."

"Ck. I don't like it. Don't want to! I don't want to be Sam's assistant."

"Loh why? Why?"

"I don't like being in the spotlight. I don't like scandals. I don't like viral. Understand?!"

"No."

I let out a breath.

"Davenger, Ra. Not everything should happen that way. Depends human. I'll just tell you the situation, in fact, there's no need to fear all the controversy while it's still in Indonesia. Later also news we drown ourselves."

"So you're famous all over Southeast Asia?"

"of courses. Why why?"

"It's not just Indo. So, that means you have to keep the image also for the neighboring countries?!"

"Yes, really. But I'm not making it embarrassing, Ra. In fact I'm too proud of my achievements and also my group."

I let out a breath. Then I took another sip of my soda. "Can you give me time to think? Now I'm tired, Ken. I want to rest without interruption."

Kenneth stands. "Yes, I'm leaving now" he said casually and then just stepped up. Is he offended? "But later in the afternoon I'll bother you again. Tomorrow, and tomorrow again. I'll keep bothering you until you want to be Sam's assistant. Hehe ..."

I'm too weak-hearted.

The strange human macem Ken is not easy baper. That's what makes me feel comfortable around him. I thought, Kenneth that feels like Alya in the male version.

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