My Girlfriend's Account Balance

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The roar of audience applause sounded, even tending to be a shout. Beautiful face, supportive appearance coupled with singing and dancing skills.

Amazed? Of course, no one even knows the name of the new group. Nadila's hands clenched her watch from the VVIP seat, along with other celebrities who were nominated.

The crew of the award show as well as the anniversary of the television station also looked amazed. Coupled with the increasingly high event ratings. Various positive reviews on the internet are also seen when this event is aired live.

*

A man just landed his plane. Walking through the hustle and bustle of the airport, pulling his suitcase. The young man who sighed many times, thought of eating the dragonfly he had bought in Taiwan.

The uniform is still attached to his body, the beautiful face of the widower having one child. Go to the coffee shop airport. Sighs time and time again, thinking about how happy it is to have such a beautiful lover. Beauty that no one knows, who would have thought an SPG cigarette can be so.

Forever she will hide if her lover has a beauty that can beat celebrities. Their marriage is also near. It can be said of the wife.

"Captain," a steward, knitted his forehead.

"What?" tanya Anwar, the pilot of the plane who was sitting in a coffee shop.

"Captain, I heard the captain's girlfriend is a cigarette slipper, huh? Better just break up. I'll introduce you to a prettier one, my sister's a photo model, has her own boutique again!" said the steward.

"No! I can't break up with her." The pilot-clothed young man smiled to himself.

"Consider it! Here's the picture, my sister is really pretty. The cigarette sales are nothing." The flight attendant presented a photo of a woman.

"It's edited out, right? I'm not tempted. Anyway my boyfriend has his own inner beauty, and only I know." He did not want the man next to him to be interested in his beloved girlfriend. SMU graduate cigarette sales.

His face stared at the flower in the vase, imagining it would be welcomed when it came later.

Until everyone suddenly looked at the television in the coffee shop. Even the steward beside her was screaming."Who plays my piano! But the one coming down from the swing high, looks innocent but seductive." Hysterical speech.

"Captain! The captain! Which one did you choose?" tanyanya pointed towards the television.

Reverie Anwar who was imagining his lover stopped. He is obviously angry and angry. Just because the artist whose beauty is far below his girlfriend's daydream is spoiled.

He lazily glanced at the television.

"Captain! I've decided! I like the one that comes down from the swing. Beautiful and plain looking!" he said hysterically again.

Anwar rounded his eyes, quickly perhaps panicking as more people learned of his girlfriend's beauty. The steward's eyes were closed by his hands."Don't look!" snapped it.

"But everyone else saw it too. I want to watch!" the steward snapped, releasing the pilot's hand which closed his eyes.

Anwar looked around, everyone was glued to look at the television. Stare at Rosita on stage. Flirtatiously blinked one eye at the audience while singing and dancing.

He quickly grabbed a phonecell, reading the comments of people watching live on the internet.

'What's the group's name?'

'I fell in love at first sight with the piano.'

'The one down from the swing looks more challenging.'

'Honestly coming out of the right stage is more beautiful.'

'The one from the left stage is just as beautiful.'

'What if we just make the fans a club. I honestly want to get closer to them. Who knows if there is a chance. Newly debuted celebrities usually still singgel.'

'You will lose! I'm a coal businessman! Their number one fan. It is definitely the future husband candidate of one of them.'

Various comments are read. The pilot sat in the chair for a moment calming his mind.

"He's my girlfriend! Sales cigarette! She's the boyfriend I never showed!" snapped Anwar, immediately went to pull his suitcase quickly after paying for a drink. Destination place? Of course the television station.

*

Elsewhere, a smiling surgeon gazed at his newly unconscious patient post-surgery.

"After this I will tell Tari, today I managed to remove a fairly large tumor. Cut it but accidentally hit an artery. Causing bleeding, until the entire surgical clothing is splashed. Added when the tumor was removed, the color was completely white." her inner will tell her lover full of pride.

"So, your girlfriend's on TV." A nurse breathed a rough sigh.

"On TV? Maybe you're wrong. Dance prefers working in the hospital canteen." The doctor said, still waiting for the patient to wake up.

"His comments on the internet, wow! Some have even prepared a dowry of 3 billion if one of them receives his proposal." A nurse thrust her phonecell at Jovanka.

Jovanka's eyes are perfectly rounded."A. I have to go! I'll call Ria's doctor to replace me!" He called another doctor to catch his wayward girlfriend.

*

So what did Raka and Dwi do? They just sat together breathing rough. I am tired and reluctant to be jealous. Sitting in the hallway area where the event took place, drinking warm coffee.

"Why not watch?" ask Raka.

"Don't want heartache. I'm not going to open the Internet for a few days, either, except for work." Dwi said drink the coffee.

"You have it too often?" ask Raka.

Dwi nodded."He was seduced by various men, although he was eventually rejected. But still imagining a lot of people wanting your boyfriend is hard, painful." Words from his mouth.

"Because I'm not watching either. We used to be best friends, he used to get in and out of different men's cars. It feels painful even if it doesn't bleed. Although Fujiko is now tame but still has to be tied up." Words from Raka's mouth.

The young man was busy typing his phonecell from earlier. What's he doing? Ordered someone to record the dirty mouths of men who said they would date his wife.

Prostitution among artists? Some people talk about it. Some are bidding to buy them overnight with offers of billions of rupiah. Stupid right?

Raka quickly typed, sending Danu a message. After submitting screenshots of comments of those who bid.

'Tomorrow take them to my father's office! Hire the best lawyer! I will sue them to the poor!' The message sent by Raka, intending to bring this to the legal path. For the thick of the bag of my dear wife.

*

The show ended with an audience applause. The faces of the four of them smiled. Get off the stage immediately, sitting on a chair close to Nadila.

The woman who at first seemed to be the prettiest among other artists, is no longer. She is from the most beautiful, looks to be the ugliest. Like the Cambodian flower, which is now surrounded by beautiful fresh roses. Beauty is closed.

"Ke... Why are you sitting here?" ask Nadila.

"I want to ride the popularity of my sister-in-law." Said the sister-in-law (Fujiko) did not know herself.

"Nadila, you're actually pretty." Compliments of Dance. Nadila smiled happily, but only for a moment.

"But unfortunately the color of your shirt is not matching. All-white, you want to get married, wear a white dress?" continue Dance.

Attention some of the artists sitting around them were whispering about Nadila's dress. The woman who sighed could not do anything about the image of a good girl should take care of.

"Maybe she got the wrong costume when choosing a dress on the internet. We do it often, too, right? Gave high heels for mountain climbing." Reason from Fumiko, heard defending Nadila. But I don't know, it's actually cornered.

Some celebrities still faithfully held back their laughter.

"Si*lan!" nadila's growling in heart. I can only hear and smile.