My husband Pinky Boy

SPC. Chapter 1

A woman ran out of the apartment with a body covered in sweat. Occasionally the pink handkerchief he held was used to clean his face that was getting wet.

"I can be late if it goes on like this" he said in his heart. The woman took off the high heels she was wearing before continuing her run again. In front of there, the intersection of the road that used to be passed by taxis is the target at this time.

"Roseph! Be careful," shouted the security guard who had worked in the apartment for a long time and had known Rosita. "You can fall if you run like that. If it had been a fortune, you would have gotten it. Don't sacrifice safety."

"Sip!" he answered while panting. "Thank you uncle. I'll be careful."

Rosita was too excited to run when she saw the taxi that was sliding across the street. To the extent that he was not aware that there was a sedan car sliding at high speed. Decitan brake sound makes Rosita shocked until finally he fell. His knees were bleeding and the pain was blowing them all away. His luggage was scattered in the streets. Even some sheets of copyan photo documents there are flying exposed to the wind.

"My feet," said Rosita. "Oh, it hurts so much. My leg seems to break this. I don't want to be paralyzed. I don't want my leg amputated" he shouted. The injury was clearly not too severe. Only blisters that if given antiseptic drugs will also dry quickly.

A man got out of the car with a half-angry face. He looked at Rosita before stopping. The man snorted annoyedly at Rosita's excessive scream.

"Why am I always so unlucky. What day is it?" saturn without looking at the man now standing in front of him. Until finally the man crouched down to look at Rosita who was sitting on the road while holding her bleeding knee. The woman continued to grimace in pain without caring about the presence of the dashing man. His lips were blabbering at obscure sentences.

"Why the rich always do as they please. Is this the way they wake up?" rosita Ogat. He looked at the car in front of his eyes. It was clear that the one who hit him must have been a money man.

"If so, why?" sahut the man. His name was Walter. He didn't care about the woman in front of him. But over time he was also angry.

Rosita looked at Walter. He looked at Walter's handsome face until he forgot the pain he was suffering. Same with Walter. Rosita's appearance was enough to interest Walter. How not. All the items Rosita wears are pink. The color that has been Walter's favorite color so far. To the extent that the handkerchief lying on the streets is pink.

"You're the guy who hit me?" rosita asked with a face of disbelief. Even spontaneously his hand was raised upward pointing towards Walter.

"Hemm," replied Walter lazily. He took some money and a business card and gave it to Rosita. "You can go to the hospital. I can't deliver it. If it's less, you can call my number on the card."

"It's so handsome" said Rosita in her heart.

Rosita could only nod with a smile. He is still not aware of what is really going on. Walter's good looks amazed him and sculpted. What else is the man's strength. What a dream man who had been dreamed by a Rosita. His hand accepted the money Walter gave him. They even put the money in a bag. To make Walter think that the problems between them are over. There's nothing more to discuss.

Unwilling to say a saying, Walter immediately stood up and got into the car. He pulled out his car before he left. Rosita is still smiling and imagining Walter's face. The sound of a horn that was so deafening made him realize. I don't know how long he's been daydreaming, to the point of not realizing that the man's car that hit him has gone a long way.

"Hey, crazy lady! Move over!" as for other car drivers. When Rosita regained consciousness, there were already five cars lined up and could not pass.

"Sorry" said Rosita slowly.

Rosita looked to the right and to the left like a confused person. He quickly stood up to get out. With limped feet he walked to the edge of the road. Handling the bag and documents he had brought with him.

"Why did I let that guy just walk away?" Rosita reads the business card in her hand. "Walters? What's his name Walter?" Rosita immediately put Walter's business card in the bag. He doesn't want to be late. Although in fact, he is now 15 minutes late from the interview schedule that has been determined by the company.

"Taxi!" rosta shouted while waving her hands. After the taxi stopped, he immediately entered and said the address of the company where the interview was.

"Whoever. Why is he so handsome" he praised in his heart. Rosita glances at the amount of money Walter gave her. There was a happy smile on his lips when he imagined that the cost of treatment was not much.

"The man must have been a rich man. He gave this much money away for free." For some reason suddenly a devious plan appeared in his mind. "Why didn't I apply for a job at this guy's company there. He certainly wanted to accept me. Didn't he hit me earlier? I'll just say that I was declined because I was late and because my leg was hurt."

Rosita took the business card Walter had given her. He immediately asks the taxi driver to head to the company where Walter works. He no longer had any intention to continue interviewing at the company he had previously chosen.

"No. I can't just show up. He must be a busy man. I'd better wait in front of the company. After seeing this man get out of the car, I'll run right away. If it appears directly in the company I must be immediately expelled," Rosita murmured again in the heart.