
Raka looked at her shapeless nano, with a little annoyed that she just took off her clothes. He was already indifferent to the free scenery he gave to Anet which annoyed him to death. Instead of thanking and praising her, Anet shamelessly mocked her.
From a distance Anet glared in disbelief at the sight before him, Raka bare-chested who strangely looked even more handsome. "Eh, why are your clothes open! Want to show off!" Shouted Hysterical Anet.
Raka ignored the sound of anet being so noisy then with all her might threw her shirt right in front of Anet. "Whisper! Take his shirt. Let's just go!" Said Raka with patience that was getting thinner.
Anet covered her nose with one hand, then the other hand grabbed Raka's shirt that was lying on the asphalt disgusting. Anet held her breath then quickly walked towards the trunk to throw her clothes. Fortunately there is a bag of crackles, finally Anet can calm because the vomit will be safe and not dirty the expensive car Raka.
Raka quickly held Helen and laid her on the passenger table. With a little annoyed Raka again sat on the steering chair then sprayed her body with a lot of perfume.
Chequek! Slowly Anet sat down beside Bara then cast her gaze in the other direction, as she could not bear to see the incredible scene beside her. What is certain is that he does not want to accept the piercing view of Raka who is very sharp beyond the razor of gossip.
"Nih use!" Anet opened her jacket and handed it to Raka.
"Look at me again, help me!" Answer Raka Sarkas. Finally with a heavy heart, Anet began to help put on Raka's jacket.
After being quite comfortable, Raka turned her head towards Anet. "He who?"
"Finished." Answer Brief Anet is lazy to be cornered continuously. Though if not sincere Raka does not need to be pretentious to be a hero who eventually even makes him feel guilty.
Raka raised one eyebrow asking for more explanation. "Yemen?"
Anet sighed his breath seemed to be quiet not himself. "Why is that?" Anet turned towards Raka and returned her sharp gaze.
Now it was Raka's turn to look away. "No."
"Btw makasi ya," said Anet lowered his prestige a little.
Raka smiled faintly at the end the unknowing woman thanked him. "Hmm." Raka muttered in response.
Anet began to stretch her body into the back of the chair as comfortably as possible. His eyes were straight with a glaring look. "He was my photographer at work. I think he was drunk rich gini because he knew his girlfriend cheated on me, usually he was a good boy. I didn't think she could be stranded in that damn place."
Raka nodded in response, for some reason his ears were always willing to hear Anet's babble which sometimes caused annoyance in his heart.
Because the mention of the word photographer it makes Anet again remember his work that makes him dizzy seven circumference. "Hadeeeh, where tomorrow there's another photo shoot. Do you have a photographer acquaintance? I need it tomorrow." Anet turned towards Raka full of supplications.
Raka thought for a moment. "Hmm, not sure. Any photographer who wants to get booted in the eye."
"Hmmm, I know that too." Anet nodded in agreement, looking for a photographer was not as easy as finding a meatball lined up on the side of the road.
"Mmm," Anet thought for a moment fondling his words. "Btw you have a camera?. I want to pinjem, like tomorrow I have to intervene take pictures. But my camera is not brought, where tomorrow must be very morning. Mana sempet, but if you don't have no papa anyway, like you don't have it." Said Anet with as good as a bidat concluded itself even though Raka was not given space to answer.
Raka shook her head inexhaustibly with Anet's thought path. "Not yet answered already concluded itself, you can do not take pictures?" Raka asked a little mockingly.
Raka could see Anet's view that looked sad and like many minds. "Don't you try to keep up with Pope Entertainment?" Raka asked a little curiously
"So, what a challenge for me. But I enjoy it and enjoy it." Anet said with a smile adorning her face.
Raka mangut-mangut understand. "Hmm, thank you.. No intention of working anywhere else?"
"So far no, I'm not the kind of person who wants to be messed with by others. You also know how rich my attitude, selfish, rude and arbitrary. Where there is a boss who wants to have employees like me, besides that I do not want to pretend well and keep the image. I'm a free man," Anet answered a little miris imagining his life all along.
"Hmmm," Muttered Raka agreed. If you look at people like Anet where they want to be told to others. It could be the person who told him to be invited to jotos.
Anet turned towards Raka seriously. "Try my rich free work. There must be happiness in itself, oh yes lo family broken home right? If so, you can join in the whales entertainment. All this time I mengumpulin children who are victims of broken homes or other wayward, I continue to train them to be models or photographers in order to find their own money, rich Helen that is."
Raka turned towards Anet in disbelief, it felt like her heart was a little filled with the story Anet had just told. He did not expect a bar-bar woman like Anet to have such a noble heart. "Can you train people?" Raka asked a little mockingly.
"Somewhat, but I tried. If it has been really new hire people to coach my children."
"Hmm, so can we say that the entertainment pope is specifically for those broken home victims?" Raka began to feel comfortable chatting randomly with Anet in the middle of the night. Usually he wants to talk to people's lives.
Anet nodded enthusiastically. "Hmm, you could say that. Anyway, I try to stretch my hands to those who lost their way in life. Yes but gini the risk, the cooperation of my wayward children must be prepared to be disappointed and pay penalties at all times. Because it is not easy to treat them, especially if there is a rich gini maslah." Say Anet joint.
"Based on young people today, the problem of love can be lost control immediately." Said Raka who immediately got a look of disapproval Anet.
"Gue understand why you think rich so, for those who do not worry about life, his views must look like rich lo. But you know, for some people who get disappointment from their families, getting love and affection from their partners is their only hope, their only hope can be smiling and happy. And when his only happiness is gone, pyuuuuuus!!! The world is broken" Anet chuckled.
"Are you rich too?"
Anet froze in disbelief then turned her head towards Raka. "How are you?"
"Have you got a partner who's become your new world?" Said Raka who felt ambiguous.
Anet thought for a moment. "Mmm, it looks like it's there."
"Thank God," replied Raka who somehow had a little uncomfortable feeling in her heart.
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Don't value others from the cover gais, the proof is Anet. In the midst of his bar-bar attitude his heart still had glory, willing to help people.
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