MARRY A RICH WOMAN

episode 19's

" but I don't mean to harass you or anything like that, nor do I mean to attack you "said Sapphira who really.

" really, believe me" Safira told judha.

mr. Yudha who heard it could only sigh deeply and put down the coffee glass that he drank.

" i know I better get out of here now" Safira said, leaving the apartment.

" but, at this time I have no destination" said Safira who could not do anything - what if the owner of the apartment told him to go out.

" there is a job that I have been waiting for, once I get it" Safira said, explaining his economic problems.

" and I'll get out of here" said a nervous Safira.

" i'm really sorry" said Safira who immediately stood up and apologized and immediately left.

" beautiful hostel" said Safira who now feels in his room who is looking at the house he will live in when he already has money.

" sir how do you miss the rest of your day?" sahut Safira who asked the news of Mr. Aldi.

" i've fixed the scenario that you like, again do not feel depressed" Safira told Mr. Aldi via a short message.

" and don't forget to tell me immediately" said Safira who immediately sent the message.

 

" **delivered message**" sahut a short message Safira and pak Aldi.

 

Sapphira immediately closed the leptop.

now Mr. Yudha is sitting on the couch for a few minutes to digest the words of Sapphira, after 10 he sat on the sofa of Mr. Yudha sleepy so before going to the room of Mr. Yudha turn off all the lights and go straight to his room.

" he just locked the door? " said Sapphira who heard the sound of the door lock.

" jeez is hard to believe" said Safira who immediately grabbed his forehead.

now morning came the sun that had soared up and Safira woke up. on this beautiful morning Safira got a call from her workplace.

" hello?" sahut Safira who limp because just woke up already got a call.

" yes" said Safira who immediately woke up from his sleep.

" no, I did not sleep "said Safira who immediately prepared - ready to take a shower.

Safira immediately took a quick shower and went straight to the office that had called her.

before entering the room Safira took the time to tidy her hair, and when Safira wanted to enter she saw Latif was meeting with the client.

" for Friday and Saturday?" sahut Safira asked the two men in front of him.

" yes our leader wants a fresh and young melodrama to be aired" said Mr. Tomi (whose man in front of him was named Mr. Tomi and Latif).

" i mean there's no reason not to" said Mr. Tomi who saw some sheets of paper.

" when you write so many stories" said Mr. Tomi who looked at the contents of the rules given by their leaders.

" i'm really grateful" said Safira who smiled.

Latif who saw Safira's answer also joined in with a smile, but suddenly Tomi sir embraced Pak Latif's shoulder firmly until Mr. Latif was shocked.

" yes, is it ?" mr. Latif asked Mr. Tommi.

" you know the first drama that I directed, I hope you two can work together" said Mr. Tomi to Pak Latif and Safira.

" and make a masterpiece" said Tomi's passionate sir and an applause for the spirit.

Safira could only smile and at the moment when he raised his head, Latif also smiled at him, and they both looked at each other with a smile.

now Safira and Pak Latif are in the car they want to talk about their cooperation.

" i think it's best to multiply the background story and secrets for the character" said Mr. Latif who explained about the interesting story.

" well" said Safira who immediately made the background of the story.

" as well as among the supporting cast, and there is one who plays a student who wants to be a writer" said Mr. Latif who wants the background to fit the story.

" why is that?" sahut Safira asked what he meant.

" i mean... it feels unrealistic if someone who graduated from the Indonesian National University wants to be a story writer" said Mr. Latif who asked Safira, why he wanted to be a writer.

" that's not realistic" said Safira who became confused.

" i know some directors take some exams to become directors" Safira said, knowing what it's like to be a director.

" it's different, different because it learns to work" said Mr. Latif who only smiled and laughed a little.

" if the writers, they don't know when to become a writer" said Mr. Latif who knows what it's like to be a writer.

" it feels like walking in a dark tunnel, and for what someone with a clear future does that" said Mr. Latif who did not want Safira to become a writer.

the two of them talked to Safira's apartment. Sapphira expressed her gratitude and went straight into her room, and she put her bag in the closet and straightened her tight legs due to the trip.

" Safira Muliati, the Indonesian National University" said Safira who holds the order.

" let's make history with our first paid job" said Safira who recalled the words from Latif before entering the apartment.

" didn't you want to be a famous writer? " suhut pak Latif to Sapphira.

Sapphira who remembered him immediately took his leptop and glasses and immediately wrote his story.

" okay this could be my last chance" said Safira who immediately stretched his hands.

" i can definitely do this" Safira said, starting with a word of encouragement.

" i will be a legend" said Safira who was persistent, and immediately scorched all the stories.

he also typed the story starting from the star fitting home with Latif until at night.he who was hungry immediately took the Snack that he bought yesterday at the supermarket, and continued until morning he did not stop for a moment.

Safira who still remembers that he had to do homework he set aside time to clean the house and also work.First Safira clean the bathroom, clean the bathroom, and clean the bathroom, and after the alarm, Safira rang Safira rushed to his room and immediately continued his story, continued after the alarm was heard, Safira rushed to throw plastic waste and drinks into place.

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