My Girlfriend's Account Balance

Caught

One nomination after another was read out. Nadila's eyes look for Raka's whereabouts. He has got the leak will get the award as the favorite newcomer artist, considering a while ago co-starred in one of the inspirational films, about abandoned children. He plays a poor foster parent, making more of a good image for him.

According to Pramana's plan, when she took the stage Raka would be with her, announcing their wedding to be held in two weeks.

But the young man had not come yet. Did he stop at Uncle Muthu's stall? Buying that famous delicious ice-flap? I don't know.

But soon he will be on stage.

Bugs!

The door opens, showing Raka's figure, all the cameras pointing at her. Taking a picture of the son of the conglomerate that just came in. Not many knew of his identity, perhaps only a few senior reporters gave instructions to his juniors to take pictures of Raka.

The handsome young man who walked in a black suit, stepped towards the stage. Wh why? I don't know but he was followed by the owner of the television station.

At last he set foot on the stage."I will read the next nomination. Favorite newcomer actor." Raka chuckled for a moment, the images on the big screen changed, with images and voice recordings introducing the nominated actors.

"Maybe no one knows me. I'm one of the new owners of a television station, quite embarrassed to be present on a stage like this." Raka chuckled, opening the envelope containing the name of the actor."I just continue, best newcomer actor, falls on, Fero Dwi Nugraha,"

The words from his mouth, accompanied by the applause of the audience. An actor came on stage, smiling at the trophy Raka gave him. Then give a welcome word.

*

A smile is seen on Nadila's face, buying shares in the television station? Maybe it's for her sake. It turns out that Raka is actually more royal compared to Immanuel, but in a different way.

"After this is the favorite newcomer female actress right?" Ask Fumiko.

"Yes, as favorite newcomers should be prettier than us, who are just ordinary people. If not more beautiful netizens will sneer, we should be the ones who get the award. What artist won't be ashamed?" Spicy words from Rosita's mouth.

"It must be really embarrassing" Rosita chuckled.

"Nadila, you're nominated, right? But your feet-" The words of Dance came to a halt. Nadila could not stand it anymore, surrounded by four women who were pretentious beauty.

"What exactly do you want! What happened to my feet!? My legs are short then why!?" he screamed, getting everyone's attention. Fingers clenched, would expose the rottenness of these four in front of the reporters.

"Sister, stop. We were just a little bit critical. No intention of sparking a fight. All the reporters look here. I'm shy-" Fujiko cried sobbing, saying to Nadila.

"Why are you so sensitive. We were just saying about your white dress. We don't mean---" Rosita's mouth words are interrupted.

"You don't mean that, do you!? You say I'm short and my nose is like a guava! You guys are beautiful, but your behavior is bad!" Nadila raised her tone.

"I'm just saying my opinion. To make your appearance better, it is only a suggestion, maybe you can wear high heels or wear contours better, to look sharp. Sorry, but since you know Fujiko, I guess we can treat you as a friend. We know we're just ordinary people, not worth giving advice." Fumiko bowed, even starting to shed her tears.

"You people! You guys don't give advice! You insulted me because you guys who are not artists, are prettier than me! Artists also need talent, not just faces. You've only performed once on stage but dare to insult seniors." Nadila said loudly. Expect to get a defense from other senior artists.

"A. I don't mean to insult. I haven't continued my words, I'm just saying your shoes are a little bit beret," Dari sighed rudely, following along bowed.

Rosita clenched her forehead started talking."We are not insulting you! We just said jokingly, the title winner of the favorite newcomer artist is definitely prettier than us. If not, netizens might be compalain. That's it, even the award winners haven't been announced yet! We never insulted you! We're sitting next to you because you're the only one we know. But I'm sorry to sit here!"

Rosita hugs the downcast Fujiko looking embarrassed while crying.

Suddenly, Raka stepped off the stage. Shaking his head in wonder, also seen the look of his disappointed face on Nadila.

The young man who was embracing Fujiko's shoulder walked away leaving Nadila stunned. All the reporters took his picture, as well as a recording of their quarrel.

His emotional nature is known to everyone. His eyes took a peek watching the three beautiful women come out followed by most of the reporters. So does Raka who seems to not care about him, driving Fujiko away through the side door.

"Nadila! What sparked your anger?"

"Is it true that you often bully junior artists?"

"Nadila, are you really taking drugs before you get here!?"

Questions from reporters made him step away. His fingers clenched, never humiliated like this. All will die starting from Fujiko.

"I'm sorry I'm too tired" those are the only words that came out of his mouth when he entered the car. The woman with trembling hands desperately held back her emotions. The wedding announcement, even the award she was supposed to get, simply disappeared.

*

Raka who had gone through the door was different. Leave three beautiful women who stepped mobbed by journalists.

"If you know what your name is? Which entertainment company?" ask a reporter.

"We, ordinary people who happen to be invited to fill out events, are not professional singers or celebrities." The answer from Rosita still stepped away followed by her sisters.

Really do not want to be a celebrity whose life is always in the spotlight of the media. The three women who walked towards the parking area were followed by reporters. But it quickly hid when it was near the corner of the hallway.

"We are safe" said Fumiko staring at the group of reporters who had reached the parking area. Maybe look for where they got in the car.

"It's a good thing I'm smart," Rosita chuckled.

"Smart?" the firm voice of a man rang out, making Rosita round her eyes, slightly turning around.

"Darling?" the woman showed her a row of white teeth.

A man still wearing pilot clothes was there even still dragging his suitcase."Inevitably, we are married!" firmly lifting Rosita's body on the shoulder like a rice sack.

"If you want to propose a romantic! Lower me!" his screams hit Anwar's back.

"Basic naughty!" Anwar said, walking while hitting b*kong Rosita. While Rosita can only be silent, resisting the embarrassment in front of her two younger siblings. Really annoying captain.