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Sebastian stared at the large glass in the airport toilet. The man could clearly see the disappointed look plastered on his face.
"Yeah....." Heavy breathing sounded from his mouth. "Anne," he whirled.
"The person you called his name hasn't come yet."
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Sebastian was aghast as a voice echoed his words.
"You!" He was shocked when he saw Stela's lover was already standing in front of the open toilet door.
Tristan walked in and approached Sebastian, standing right beside the man and looking in the mirror. Looking at his handsome face made him give thanks again to the God who had given him good looks.
Sebastian stared amusedly at Tristan's narcissistic behavior. "I'm much more handsome than you." The man's words made Tristan turn his head and look at him sharply.
Sebastian stared back at Tristan with a annoying look. "What?" He challenged. "In fact it is so."
Tristan nodded lazily, not wanting to argue over something as ridiculous as this.
"Stela or Anne?"
"You mean?" Tristan's sudden question leaves Sebastian puzzled.
"Pick between those two names!" tell it.
"Make what?"
"Ck. Ask a lot, just answer!"
Sebastian sighed in annoyance, what kind of game is this? Even so he still answered.
"I choose...."
"Stela's mine, so the answer choice for you is just one name, '" Tristan argued quickly.
"What?" Sebastian grunting. "Then the story is, is my answer still necessary?"
"Actually not."
Sebastian felt like punching Tristan flat face, it was very upset to be played by the lover of his sister.
"So what do you want?" He gets to the point, he doesn't like to beat around the bush.
"Anne loves you."
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"What?" Sebastian speechless. He digested the information that Tristan had just delivered. "So who did you say? Stella?" He had forgotten whether Tristan had mentioned Stela or Anne.
Tristan glaring. "An-ne's. It's good, Stela is my lover and I'm all she loves" Tristan protested.
Sebastian is silent. Waitie? Did Tristan say Anne was in love with him? But....... "Where do you know that?" tanyanya. How could he possibly believe just like that, especially in the man who had played with him at the beginning.
"My love says it" Tristan said honestly.
"Where does Stela know?" he asked again, wanting to be sure.
Tristan tickled. "Where do I know, maybe Anne said it herself."
"You're serious?" sebastian asked with hope.
Tristan shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe."
Sebastian recalled his discussion with Stela some time ago.
"Open your eyes! There's someone always watching you from a distance. Someone who always says your name when you miss. And who loves you so much in his silence. Quickly awake! Hopefully it's not too late, because waiting is also the limit."
"Oh my God, does Anne really love me?" ask the man excited. "So you're saying, that guy Anne loves is me?" then he asked Tristan.
"It can be."
Speechless, Tristan saw that the silver bule could no longer speak so happy.
"You're so happy it seems, isn't what you love Stela?" tristan Fishing.
Sebastian looked at Tristan and nodded. "Your love is my first love while Anne will be my last love."
"Stela's first love was me and my first love was Stela. You don't have any hope for her, so I pray that you'll be paired with Anne" Tristan replied a little.
"Thanks Buddy." Overjoyed, Sebastian accidentally embraces Tristan as an expression of his gratitude.
Tristan's eyeballs are almost out receiving unusual treatment from Sebastian. He then pushed the body bigger than him with all his might. "You hug, only Stela can hold me" she protested.
Bule was just laughing. "Thank you again, thanks to you I know the truth."
Tristan rolled his bored eyes. "I didn't do it for you but for myself." Yep. He did that for himself. He can have a quiet relationship with Stela if nothing else bothers him.
.......
"Finally you're aware as well" Abercio said as they were already in the air.
"I wouldn't have realized if Tristan hadn't told me," she replied. "Why have you been quiet all this time, how hard it was to tell me how Anne really felt!" sebastian protests because his best friend who has been silent.
"You're too obsessed with Ela, so there's no way I'd say Anne loved you. I'm afraid you'll stay away from him because of your guilt that can't reciprocate his feelings."
"I wish I had known earlier" complained Sebastian.
"Don't tell me, just think about the next step. What would you do if I could find out?" ask Abercio.
"Don't tell me you're gonna......." Abercio glared in disbelief.
"That's right, like the original plan."
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"Aunty's sick?" ara's question to Anne made Stela look back, Tristan who was driving also glanced at her lover's sister through the rear view mirror.
"Sister sick?" Stela asked.
"Eh? Noth-no." Anne answered confusedly. He was not sick at all but why did people consider him sick.
"The face of the aunty melah, usually if the face of the mouth must be sick," said Ara plain.
Anne touched her hot face and took a small glass out of the bag.
"Eh?" He was shocked when he saw the shape of his face that was like a cooked tomato. The air around him suddenly felt stifling as well.
"Maybe aunty's overheating baby." Stela answered.
"I'm going to lower the AC temperature" Tristan said.
"Thanks" said Anne.
Ara who had been satisfied with her curiosity also immediately sat quietly on her stool. The little girl is now busy staring at the crowds of the highway through the car window.
Stela glanced at Tristan who was also glancing at her, they threw each other a smile. The two of course knew very well what made the face of the bule girl in the back there blush, it was all definitely due to the incident at the airport a while ago.
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Everything has gathered in the hall of the S-Models building, there are many journalists and cameramen present to cover the hot case lately. First, the case of the relationship between Vania and Tristan who were caught on camera kissing and second is the watering problem against Vania that occurred in a famous restaurant.
The models have sat in the company of their respective managers while Anne is accompanied by a lawyer who has been appointed by Ari. Kushina's sister just wants to be on guard if this case gets big and out of control, he wanted to protect his nieces and nephews because Anne and Stela, after all, were his responsibility during their time in Indonesia.
The first case that was straightened out was about watering done by a famous designer named Anne against a famous model named Vania. Calmly the Indonesian-English crossbreed girl explained the chronology of the story. He vividly recounts that Vania had deliberately insulted her sister with inappropriate words.
All seemed boisterous at Anne's confession, as did Vania and her manager who looked embarrassed because it seemed the young designer did not want to cooperate.
"Is that really Miss Vania?" ask one of the media to make sure. They want to hear from both sides.
Vania's face flushed red, she was seen restraining her anger. Several times the woman drew and exhaled. "I do have a not-so-good relationship with Miss Anne's sister" she admitted.
"Then, what is the right thing for you to say to someone you don't like?" The other reporter asked.
"I was so upset that I accidentally said something inappropriate." Vania clenched her hands down there while trying to answer all the questions posed to her.
Far, anxious that Vania would go berserk, immediately took over. "I as the manager of Vania Hermawan apologize profusely to Miss Anne and the family for this matter. I hope after this our relationship can still be well established." Fara stood up from her seat and bowed respectfully before Anne.
"All right, I forgive you, especially you dear Miss Vania," Anne replied with a sweeping gaze toward Vania who had been bowed down as the suspect was on trial.
"Well I think our first problem is over, Miss Vania has apologized for the mistake she made. Hopefully this problem does not hamper the smooth running of all of our work." Sagara's assistant acting as moderator closes the first case.
A few moments later, a second case was opened. Tristan immediately explains the core of the problem that has put everyone in prejudice if he and Vania have a special relationship.
"When the party went on, Miss Vania accidentally kissed me because she was so swept away by the piano playing at the time. It was just a misunderstanding and I have absolutely no relation whatsoever to Vania Hermawan other than a colleague at work."
"What did Mr Tristan, Miss Vania, really say?" Again journalists confirmed from both sides.
Vania who was already embarrassed could only nod her head.
"Are you kissing Mr Tristan purely by accident or is it just your alibi because you actually have a special feeling for your partner?"
Vania shakes. "I was unintentional. Sorry."
Now it's all turning back to Tristan.
"After the kiss, you left the party with a blonde girl, if you'll know who that girl is, sir?" The reporter was not satisfied to ask.
"My love" replied Tristan casually. Jovanka who was next to him nudged the man's arm.
"Who's the lucky girl?" ask them again.
Jovanka patted jidat. Because of Tristan's answer, the problem will definitely get longer and this press conference will last longer.
"I'm sorry that I can't answer that, which is obviously the girl I love so much" Tristan said.
"That's enough, I think all the problems are clear and our press conference I'm enough to get here. Thanks to everyone who has attended, hopefully this event can answer what you want to know. Good night."
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Tristan sends Stela and Anne back to the Wijaya mansion. Ara is already asleep in the car, this time Tristan will take her back to the apartment.
"Come in and get some rest!"
"Yes. Be careful on the road" Stela said.
"Hm. I'll go first." Tristan peeked at Stela. "I love you."
"I love you too." Stela smiled to let go of her Beloved.
During the press conference, Stela was in Gara's room with Ara. He watched everything through the screen of Gara's laptop that had been connected to one of the recording cameras in the hall. Stela's heart blossomed as Tristan told her love in front of everyone. It was fortunate that he got the man.
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