Playboys
#2# Take 8
Hopefully you can like the same kate-richard also enzo-elle, there is an additional couple, nabila-reno. Yok let's hajat Reno together :D Happy reading^^
Elle did not expect that one of the duties of the secretary was to attend a dinner or party to accompany the boss. He thought it only happened in fiction, because the father always invited himself and the mother to attend a party like this. Enzo had even prepared everything Elle needed to attend the party. Did Rose also experience something like this?
Rose had officially resigned three days ago, so Elle was left to continue the job. Hopefully there are no mistakes he made during work, he is tired of changing several jobs and doing several jobs at one time. If he can focus on one job and earn a decent salary, why not? It is very difficult to get a job right now.
Elle's job isn't much, he just needs to follow Enzo wherever he's going to take him around in this huge party room.
“I want to introduce you as my secretary, your position is already the same as my right hand, so, at least they should know that fact.” That's what Enzo said after asking Elle to come with him.
No problem really means, not like having to work on a stack of reports. Nor does anyone recognize her as the daughter of Danuwijaya, only a handful of people know that fact. At least Elle was quite relieved when Enzo did not recognize her as the only daughter of Danuwijaya.
“Ah, how are you, Enzo? I heard your business is getting faster, you must be busy lately,” said a middle-aged man.
Enzo replied to the greeting with a smile, from the middle-aged man's accent, it seems that he is not from Europe. Elle just stood behind Enzo and noticed what he was talking about, he was not interested in talking much or even engaging in chatter.
“Who is that beautiful woman behind you? Did your father manage to match you?” ask the other guy with blonde hair. He notices Elle just standing behind Enzo.
“Include, she is—“
“Why is your face so familiar? It's like I've met you,” cut off the only Asian man who was in that small crowd.
All eyes are now on Elle, including Enzo. The one in the face only gave an awkward smile, he did not want to be recognized in a crowd like this. Most people who recognize it always end up with a bad event. I don't know, there are so many people who hate him and his father, Elle doesn't know the reason.
“Ah, I—“ Elle intends to introduce herself, when the Asian man again cuts her speech.
“Danuwijaya. You are so similar to your father, how could I forget that,” said the Asian man.
Elle pursed her lips. There was nothing more he could say, all eyes were now staring at him with a surprised look, Enzo was no exception.
“Really?”
“Wah, isn't this a very rare coincidence.”
“I did not expect to meet with Danuwijaya's single daughter here.”
“How's your mom doing?”
All the sentences came out from the lips of the middle-aged men who were there, Elle just stood there with awareness that was already in the clouds. He loved his father very much, but his last name always made him the center of attention, and the legacy of facial resemblance. It's still very tiring.
“So, what is your relationship with Enzo?” The first man to greet Enzo asked that question.
Everything there seemed to be waiting for the answer of the two with great anticipation. Enzo saw all that, and Elle who seemed to be in another world because it was completely unmoving from where he stood.
“She was with me,” said Enzo. He hugged Elle's shoulder tightly. “It just so happens that he's not feeling well today, so he doesn't talk much.”
Elle just resigned to what Enzo said. It didn't seem like she had much energy to resist either, but, it didn't feel right, Elle had a bad feeling about this. What else could he do? He has to stay with Enzo so that no more people are interested in him. Danuwijaya is one of the topics that always makes others curious and want to dig deeper.
Humans and all his curiosity, no mistake indeed, just a little annoying for Elle who loves privacy. Even with the middle-aged men in front of him, Enzo was still talking to the four people with arms wrapped around his shoulders.
“I have to go to the toilet,” whispered Elle.
Enzo only gave a nod before removing the embrace. Elle walked towards the quiet corner in this room, she wanted to get some fresh air to escape the tightness that came back. Maybe it was a mistake because he applied for the job, he never thought so far. He should have remained the waitress of the restaurant until the end, and lived in a fog of light.
He should also not care about the nominal offered, no matter having a very little salary on appeal he must pawn all the calm he received so far. But, were these two years the calming years? As she recalled, Elle actually felt a lot of interference, a little threat, and a little violence. That's what he's received for two years.
“Look at who is here. If you knew you'd be this beautiful, wouldn't it be better to pay your debt with this incredibly beautiful body? I know you're in economic trouble.”
Elle turned her body around, a European man whom Elle knew very well. Part of the mob that threatened Elle's life, he was almost killed because of this man. How could this man be here too?
“Are you surprised?” Only then would the man advance his body to grab Elle's cheek, a hand already brushed him off.
Elle's already shocked face grew even more shocked when Enzo reappeared to save her. “You cannot touch just any woman at will,” said Enzo coldly.
**
That night, Katherine ends up in a bar with a man next to her, not Richard of course. He came to the bar to cry for his relationship that was over, and his stupidity, whatever it was that made him say the sacred words and made Richard who may now have hated himself.
If there is one person to blame for the incident, then Katherine is the prime suspect. He also did not understand why he had to say that sentence, but sooner or later he also had to say that sentence. It would make no difference if it had to be spoken at this time or maybe a year later.
“So you just ended your relationship with that guy, or because of me?”
Katherine stared fiercely at the man beside her. His name is Michael, this man is also one who was betrothed by the father about four or five years ago. Then as usual Katherine refused and decided to be friends with this man, the great thing is that this man also refused the matchmaking because he was not interested in women. Michael is gay.
“Are you kidding? Of course not,” decak Kate.
At first glance, there is no sign that Michael is gay. He was handsome with a well-built body, a handsome face with sharp jaws, his height was on par with Richard, as well as fine feathers that adorned his chin to the man's jaw. Physically, no one would have expected that. That also made Richard jealous
Michael.
“Who knows, I am no less handsome than him.”
“I don't want to discuss it.”
Do I need to ask again? Of course Kate loved Richard so much, otherwise why would she have to endure this long with him. “Of course.”
“Then why did you break up if you still loved him?”
Wh why? Actually, which is the more appropriate reason to justify Kate's actions? He saw for himself clearly how badly Richard was hurt that night, the man was so fragile that he could not look at him.
“He wants a wedding, and his little sister doesn't like me,” Kate replied softly. Michael even had to close his ears to hear Kate's answer clearly.
“That's all that makes you break up? You really are a very different Katherine.”
Yes, love weakens Kate. But love doesn't always have to be, does it? Maybe Kate and Richard's story would be like that. This separation was very unrelieved Kate, for the past few years, only this time she thought to love someone else again. Richard made her want to go back to feeling that happy, and she was really happy. Just for the one thing Kate can't do, marriage.
“What's the matter with you and the wedding?”
Kate just shrugged her shoulders indifferently. He does not specifically hate marriage, the concept of marriage is just too fancy for him, and he is not worthy enough to accept all that happiness. Richard could really get someone better than himself.
“Richard deserves better, Mike. I don't think I'm good enough,” Kate said.
Michael again gave a strange look at this friend. “If you feel you don't deserve that guy yet, then make yourself feel worthy, not by leaving him like this.”
“Tap just—“
“Ah, whatever you say. I've said what I deserve to say. Quickly finish your drink, I'll drive you home,” cut Michael.
Another reason why Michael is more interested in men, because women are very troublesome. A real example is this woman beside him. Why hurt yourself if you can make him happier? Is the opposite sex relationship always like that? It's so stupid.
**
That night, Nabila accidentally entrusted his two children, Aidan and Ayla to his parents who happened to be on vacation in Jakarta. There was something important that she had to finish with her husband, and she did not want her two children to hear the important talk. Maybe this will be the first and last time he has a fight with Reno.
“Why is the house so quiet? Where are Aidan and Alya?” asked Reno with a faint smile on her face.
On another day, maybe Nabila will be fascinated with that smile again, but not tonight. Smile
it made him sick and nauseous at one time.
“How long have you and that lady doctor been having an affair behind my back?” tanya Nabila is cold. Nabila is not the type of woman who likes to talk stale, because it is just a waste of time.
“What do you mean?” There was a faint shock on Reno's face that he could not hide. Does his wife know everything?
“Are you surprised because I know everything?”
“Darling, this is not at all what you imagined, me and—“
“What did I imagine?” cut Nabila. That injured gaze challenged those shocked eyes, naturally
only, because before this everything was fine. That's what Reno knows, which Reno does not know, Nabila has suffered greatly with the new facts he got.
“I was guilty, but back then, everything happened because of involuntary. I never thought about
cheating.” Reno is still trying to defend herself.
“Inadvisable that lasts up to six months, I have absolutely no idea if there is such a thing.” Nabila's eyes reddened, tears were reluctant to come out because he had spent too much to cry for her husband.
“Bil.”
“Nabila.”
Nabila flinched with a call and also a gentle touch in her hand. He found Liliana who was standing in front of him with a plate of fruits that had been peeled and cut neatly.
“Eating the fruit, who knows can say bad thoughts in your head,” Liliana said.
“I just found out fruit has benefits like that.” Nabila laughed a little with the words that his best friend said.
“Now you know it.”
After picking up Aidan at Kindergarten, Nabila decided to visit Liliana's house. Maybe a little storytelling and so that Aidan had a playmate, in this condition, he could not keep showing a fine face in front of his five-year-old son. The child will not understand, but Nabila will feel guilty.
“Why don't you invite Alya too?” ask Liliana.
“Tadi Alya in ajakin streets with his grandparents, so I can not ban.” Nabila looked at Aidan who was playing with the Eagle in the middle room. They were very solemn with the cars in their hands.
“Mama Papa do you know about your divorce?”
“Yes, I don't want to hide anything. So, if I have to suffer pain, the pain immediately comes all without having to wait little by little.”
That is the very difference between Liliana and Nabila. Liliana prefers to keep all her problems to herself, while Nabila, she is the type of person who will say anything directly in front of the concerned. Angry affairs, intersecting, and also conflicts he will think about next. Most importantly, part of the core of the problem has been conveyed.
“At least you're better at this than me,” Liliana said.
“If you get hurt again with Dimitri, that's the first thing you should do. Escape is not the solution.”
“I'll inget it.” Liliana smiled. “You want lunch here?”
**
