MY LOVELY AUTHOR'S
STOCK MISFORTUNE PART 2
After greeting her fans, Arata who was still holding my hand, continued to hold it, I took me inside the bookstore where Warda was waiting for me with sparkling eyes for meeting Arata-idol in person.
“You okay, Asha?”
I pulled my arm from Arata's hand once again. I thought he'd let go because Warda saw us. But my mind was wrong, Arata still clasped my hand and this time it was tighter than before. I stared intently at Arata while replying to a question from Warda.
“I'm fine, Warda. You don't have to worry.” After saying that, I started talking to Arata. “Mr Arata, can you please let go of your hand? This weak arm of mine I don't think it will be able to continue to receive a firm grip from the hands of Mr.”
Arata returned a sharp look from my eyes with a smile on his lips. Once again. .he ignored me and instead spoke to my Editors.
“Nona Warda, if not mistakenly remember Miss is the editor of the author Wallflower is not?”
Hearing her name being mentioned by her beloved idol, a sweet smile appeared on Warda's lips. “Yes, Tu-an A-ra-ta.”
I tried hard to hold my laughter when I heard the usually chatty and talkative Warda, suddenly talking with a stutter as if he lost all his energy due to being sucked by Arata's charm.
“Because of the actions of my fans, the clothes worn by the author of Wallflower got dirty and her appearance was a little messy. His appearance like this would definitely damage the good image of the Wallflower author he had been building. If Miss Warda doesn't mind, I'd like to pay for my fans' deeds by lending clothes to the Wallflower author? How?”
I blinked my eyes at Warda with the intention that Warda reject Arata's crazy idea. But because Warda had been hypnotized by Arata's smile and charm, Warda ignored the blink of my eye and said something I didn't want.
“It just so happens that we did not suspect this incident and did not prepare a change of clothes for the author of Wallflower. To find a change of clothes, maybe the event will be a little pushed back and it will definitely trouble many parties. If Mr. Arata is willing to help us, we will gladly accept it.”
Damn you, Warda. I could only curse inside my mind while throwing a murderous gaze at Warda. How could Warda sell me to Arata just because of his charms. He who idolizes Arata and not me, why should I suffer here?
“Then. . Can you please give ten minutes for my makeup artist and author Warda?”
“Ten minutes??” I turned towards Arata with a sharp look. “What to do for ten minutes??”
Warda once again ignored me and preferred to side with Arata-idol. “Good, Mr. Arata. Ten minutes and no more.”
“Good, Miss. Only ten minutes and no more.” Arata pulled my arm again and forced me to walk away in the direction he was pointing. I who did not want to leave continued to be forcibly pulled by him and looked towards Warda expectantly for him to save me from this situation.
Warda, how could you throw me in a tiger's mouth??? Didn't you say that I'm your friend and your lucky star? How could you make your lucky star fall into the hands of evil??
“Please look ahead to author Wallflower, if the author falls again maybe I should hold the author so as not to fall for the third time.”
Hearing Arata's words, I immediately stopped my footsteps and confirmed the direction I saw before finally walking quietly.
Damnit. I really fucked this time. I can only curse in my mind because I know who is acting at will right now. Given the number of fans who were crazy earlier, it was clear I was no match for him. Fighting him is the same as throwing my body to be finished off by his fans.
“That's so, walk well. That way. . . I don't have to carry the author of Wallflower.”
In that speech, I saw a small smile on Author's lips. A happy smile seemed like I had gained something that made her happy and I knew what made her smile that happy. Arata must be happy that he has managed to embarrass me today.
Arata took me to his dressing room where his makeup artist had prepared clothes for him. After fixing the makeup and styling Arata's hair, Arata's makeup artist immediately approached me.
“Wait a minute, what is Miss going to do?” I asked to stop the hand of makeup artist Arata who was about to touch my face.
“Arata asked me to put a simple makeup on Miss's face. According to Arata because this is Miss's first autograph event, Miss's image should be good and Miss's appearance should impress the visitors and fans of Miss.” book
“Only simple makeup is not?” many ensure.
“Nona relax. I'll make a simple makeup for Miss.”
“Nona, please change Miss's clothes with this outfit.” Nara gave me a bag of clothes and asked me to change my clothes in the dressing room.
As soon as I opened the bag, I was really surprised to find the clothes in the bag were a dress instead of a suit like the one I was wearing. Realizing that there might be a mistake with the clothes given to me, I went back outside and asked Nara.
“Not wrong, Miss. That outfit is indeed an outfit for Miss.”
I was reluctant to change my clothes with an expensive dress. But when I saw Nara's work on my face, I felt bad if I didn't change my clothes. The clothes I was wearing right now were really shabby and dirty due to being exposed to various kinds of dirt because of the Arata fans earlier. Like Arata's message to Nara earlier, if I look shabby in front of my fans on the first day I appear as the author of the wallflower, then my image will look bad later. If my image is bad, book sales will decline and my Editors could be in trouble because of the day-long cut.
Because I do not want to bother many people who have always supported me, inevitably I ended up wearing expensive clothes.
“Yes God, Miss is really pretty wearing that outfit.” As soon as I came out of the dressing room, Nara was immediately stunned to see me. “Let. . I do a little bit of Miss hair and after that, Miss can go out to see Miss.” fans immediately
After styling a bit of my shoulder hair, Nara asked me to put on a 7 cm shoe and take me out of Arata's dressing room. At the door, Sena was already standing waiting for me and ready to help me head to the hall where the autograph event would be held.
“Mr Arata is waiting, Miss.”
“I know. Can you help me walk, Sena?”
“Help walk?”
I nodded my head. “Can you lend me your arm? I never wear high shoes and it feels like I can't regulate my body's balance.”
“Sure, Asha.” Sena gave me her arm and helped me to walk in shoes that shouldn't be too high.
As soon as I reached the side door of the Hall, I saw Arata who first entered the hall and entertained his fans and participants of my novel signature.
“I can only drive here.”
“Thank you very much, Sena.” I let go of my grip on Sena's hand and tried to walk without any help from her.
“Are you going to be okay, Asha?” Sena seems a little worried about me.
“Take it easy. It's just a few steps and I'll sit down more later. Supposedly after a few steps, I'll be fine.”
I left Sena and started walking into the hall. I stared at Arata and the host who welcomed my arrival. I paused for a moment my steps to look towards the fan of my novel who was shouting my name. I put on my best smile and paid a little tribute to my fans because they were willing to come and wait for my arrival.
From where I stood, I vaguely heard the compliments they made to me.
“Author Wallflower turned out to be beautiful once.”
“It's not wrong that I became a fan. Our beloved author is not only good at writing novels, but she is also very beautiful.”
After stopping, I was about to walk towards the stage where Arata and the host were waiting for my arrival. But it seems like my bad luck today still remains a lot and make me who just learned to walk using high shoes stumbled with my own feet.
Looking towards the floor in front of me, I imagined how embarrassed I was and the insults coming out of the mouths of my fans who were looking at me right now. It feels. . I want to get through today!
