Professional Actor

He's Alexander the Son of Mandala

Ranti again slowed down the speed of her car as soon as it entered the highway. Now, he was trying to sort out his feelings that had just gotten worse.

No or what he had to do at that time, Ranti who thought that her heart would come back empty and boring, immediately turned her car once it passed a corner in front.

Ranti thought, this is a good time for her to spend time in the best way possible. The beautiful woman stopped her car right in front of a luxurious and famous Salon.

No need to wait, Ranti just showed a card that she took out of her bag, and immediately showed it to the receptionist there.

Not until five minutes passed, now someone was giving a massage on his face, while his body that was not wearing anything was submerged in a special milk pond, which was mixed with various spices.

"Ran, I'm sure you actually came here just to waste money, right?"

In fact, women who always do special care for him, not sure if everything they offer, has an effect on the body and face of this woman.

According to him, Ranti was blessed with a perfect face and body. He was sure this woman would still be like this even if she did not take care of herself for the next five years.

Hearing that, Ranti did not care so much for him, what he did was just to spend his actual time boring.

"Hm ... I'm getting bored. That's all." Answer, laziness.

After that, Ranti no longer heard the woman make a sound. However, it wasn't long. Because suddenly the woman that Ranti used to call as Maya was, re-opening her voice.

"Ran, I guess ... You are no less beautiful than Gladys ... "

Talking about other people, usually not so interesting. But, as he said, he was bored.

"Gladys? ... Who's she?"

Maya's eyes widened slightly. He seemed to distrust people like Ranti, not knowing the woman he had just called her name.

"Ran, don't say, if you don't know the woman at all ... "

"No, I don't know him. Is she a model?"

Many people say if Ranti decides to jump into the world of modeling, then she will be one of the top ones in the board.

That's why, if there is someone who says that there are other women who have a face close to or even equal to it, he immediately guesses that the woman is a model.

"Model? ... You bercan ... No, no ... I don't think you're kidding."

Have a beautiful face and a lot of money. There are not many things that make a woman interested in many things.

However, realizing that Ranti doesn't even know who Gladys is, Maya is completely convinced that Ranti only cares about herself without wasting any time thinking about anything else.

Hearing Maya urung continued, Ranti who had been a little provoked, asked again.

"Hm ... So, who is he?"

Maya smiled and looked excited. Gossiping is a woman's instinct. Of course it will be very good in driving away the most boring thing in the world, namely, boredom itself.

"She is the luckiest woman in the country. In addition to having a perfect face and body like you, he also managed to conquer the heart of the only son of the richest man in the country. She is the wife of Alexander Putra Mandala."

Maya immediately explained at length, who the woman in question, even to say who the husband of the woman.

"Mahaha ... What a strange name. Who is that guy?"

Maya's eyes immediately opened. He can understand if Ranti does not know who Gladys is.

Unaware, Maya immediately cursed. "Oh S**t ... You really don't know who Alexander is?! ... "

Although Maya's curse surprised her a little, Ranti still responded casually.

"No, I don't know him. Is he important?"

If not a professional, maybe Maya prefers to ruffle the beautiful face that is now in her grasp, instead of massaging it because of her anger.

"Damn, are you still asking? ... Number one, he's the son of the number one richest man in the country. Didn't you listen to me before?"

Hoping that this time he could make the woman aware, and at least a little surprised, was the reaction of the woman who heard it in general.

However, Maya again had to accept disappointment. Because of Ranti's response, it was far from what she expected.

"Oh, so. I think it's good for him ... So, what was his name?"

"Alexander Putra Mandala ... "

"No, I mean, the woman's name ... "

This time, Maya was really upset. He could not help but scream.

"Gladys, do you hear me? ... The name of that damn woman that everyone envies, Gladys ... Ge la dis ... Remember that ... !"

Ranti smiled, having managed to upset the woman.

"Hey, miss ... Come back here. I won't pay you anything, if you don't finish your job ... "

"Whatever, I don't care ... "

That was how Ranti comforted herself at this moment. His life is really boring.

Ranti came out of the Salon, in the car she was a little dreamy, because she recalled how she used to be.

At the time, there wasn't much he was thinking about. School, living with people who mean a lot to him. Then finally established a relationship with the person he felt at that time he loved, and also loved him.

Very energetic and cheerful young Ranti. At least, that's a little bit about him, who's always stuck inside his head.

"That time, it's over ... I'm no longer Ranti du—"

"Braaaaatkk ... !"

"Your! ... "

Ranti's murmur came to a halt, as the car she was driving crashed into the car in front which suddenly stopped suddenly.

Alexander Putra Mandala's

Gladys