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The Fifty Five

Finally, while waiting for the job call that I had sent her many applications, I filled my days with help from Kenneth, according to Sam's instructions. Yeah, I'm second assistant to that spoiled guy.

I've decided I won't go into a job I don't want. It's only temporary. And fortunately, neither Kenneth nor Om Sam objected to my wishes.

For a month I was only in charge of accompanying Kenneth's activities, and helping the man in personal matters that Sam usually assigned to Maya, Kenneth's first assistant. So, with my presence it can be said to lighten Maya's burden a little.

Indeed, several times there will be a day when an interview call occurs from one of the applications I sent. It's just that until this moment no one has really accepted me.

Huhh .. Difficult to find a job.

Regarding Alya, a little bit of him has already been able to accept the fate of my closeness to Kenneth. Although it was not uncommon for him to whine to come with me while working. And he would be pissed every time he saw Kenneth kiss my cheek.

I objected at first to Kenneth's behavior towards me, only that Ken always said that it was normal for him. For the relationship, more precisely. Oh whatever. I don't want to mess up that problem. Because I already think of Kenneth as my brother, maybe.

"Rara .. please put on my dasiku dong" Kenneth told me. She is currently in a photo shoot for an entertainment magazine. And we were in Bandung where the spots chosen for the shoot were in the city.

"Why should I? There's a stylist there–"

"Ish, I want you. Let's get it dressed!"

I don't want to obey either. Since becoming one of Kenneth's assistants, I've been a little good at putting on a tie, adding makeup, and also tidying up the artist's rising hair.

"Wait a minute, Rara is beautiful! Finish this we'll have dinner outside" he said, blinking his eyes and walking towards the set.

Kenneth's phone and wallet would have been in my hand when the guy was working. It was a personal item that he could not have left to others, he said.

Then now suddenly Kenneth's phone that I was holding was actually beeping. A call by the name of Mr. X is on the screen.

What does it mean that Kenneth named someone after Mr. X'S?

The haters? A stalker? The reporters? Or what?

I took the call as usual. Yeah, ever since Kenneth entrusted me with his phone, I had to pick up every call when the guy couldn't answer his phone, or was at work.

"Hallo."

"..."

There was no voice across that said. Then I repeat my greeting. "Hallooo ..."

"Please tell Ken that he has to come tomorrow. Thank you." Thank you."

Connection interrupted.

Now I'm the one who doesn't speak. I felt an unusual pounding with my heart when I heard a voice on the phone just now. A familiar voice in my ear.

But ...

Maybe I was overreacting. Isn't that voice over the phone a little changed from the original voice? Or maybe not even the same.

I don't know.

It's good that I thought of not following my heart's prejudices.

That's not possible.

It is impossible .. he.

"Why daydream?" Kenneth has returned. "Remove this a little bit," pointed it at her slightly changed hair from the look of a moment ago. His lying position on the sofa made his hair slightly change. Just little.

"It's okay. Oh yeah, there was a call from Mr. X. He said the day after tomorrow don't forget to come," I told him as he tidied his hair.

"Oh okay-okay," he said. He walked back on set.

It didn't take long for Kenneth to finish his shoot. He took me to dinner at a pretty fancy restaurant. He quibbled so as not to have too many eyes that kepo if only eating in a restaurant that is mediocre. He wants to have dinner peacefully. So said.

"Oh yeah, why did you name that guy Mr. X'S? Who is he?" ask me with a high enough curiosity. We were still busy enjoying our dinner with the privacy of the restaurant.

"Well, yeah ... Rara has started to teapot ya same me," her god with a grin. "That's a sign you're starting to care about me, Ra."

"What the hell, Ken. I'm just asking. If you don't want to answer yes. Don't answer it."

"Bab, Rara. Her time is so bright. Continue dong!"

"No." I sipped my drink. I honestly have a curiosity that is too weak for me to ignore. Although trying desperately to forget it, but I finally asked him too.

For some reason in the corner of my heart there is always hope about that person.

"That's my cousin and friend, Ra."

"Why call it that?" plis, Ra ... press the taste of the kepony.

"It's just that."

So what's his name, Ken?

"It's not important to talk about my cousin who wants to get engaged, mending we talk about us."

"We?"

Kenneth nodded.

"What needs to be discussed?"

Kenneth grabbed my hand in his grasp. And I wait for his words.

His eyes looked at me intensely and deeply. A lot of things were implied there that I was trying to ignore. His gaze was very different.

"So my girlfriend huh, Ra?" shoot Kenneth directly without further ado, intro, introduction, or prologue.

I'm speechless. My eyes tried to dig into the meaning of his words through the look in his eyes. And unfortunately I didn't find any joking looks, or just as seductive as she usually did to me.

"I'm serious, Ra. I want you to be my girlfriend. And I'm your girlfriend."

I tried to pull my hand, but Kenneth held it firmly.

"Why are you suddenly like that?" that's all I can say to respond.

"It's not sudden, Ra. Honestly, from the beginning we met, we were comfortable with each other. As if we were not strangers. And that's the first time I've ever experienced a girl."

I look at him panted. But he hurriedly added, "I wouldn't lie about my girls all this time. And a little bit you already know my behavior to those girls that can never be serious. Because I was just having fun with them. After all, they were also lucky enough to be Kennteh's girlfriend." I raised an eyebrow. Kenneth seemed to understand and spoke again, "but with you it is different, Ra. I seriously. I'm in love with you."

"Since when?"

Kenneth slicked his shoulder. "Don't know yeah .. It happened just like that." her smile widened.

That sweet smile was already an ordinary sight that my eyes had seen this past month. And I don't know what to tell her.

"Ma ..."

"Hm?"

"You want to?!"

I looked at him for a moment, "No."

"Well, Rara .. don't be rejected dong! Must accept. A Kenneth's time is rejected by a girl? What does the world say?"

That's Kenneth. Between serious and joking, the distance was only paper-thin.

"What do you usually do if you shoot a girl directly accepted?"

"Of course it's dong! Who doesn't want Kenneth?"

I'm just nodding.

"So you accept? Yessss–"

"Beluumm!"

"Well, were you a beard? What does dong mean if not accept?"

"I thought again."

"Thinking with a mangosteen?"

I let out a breath.

"Okay, I'll give you 3 days to answer" he said later.

"Huh?"

"Three days to answer yes with sweetness .. haha ...."

Basic Kenneth!

I went back to pick up the spoon to finish my interrupted dinner.

Suddenly I felt my cheeks being caressed. Kenneth's fingers are busy there.

"Gear at me, Ra ..."

I followed her by returning her gaze that was focusing on my eyes.

"For the first time, I seriously love girls. And that girl is you. I want to make you smile always. Because I want to keep you company and will never let you be lonely for the rest of your life. Let me prove my point, Ra ... please ...."

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