Pursuing the Love of the Handsome

News and Dion

Raya's baby boy continued to cry, she was so overwhelmed to take care of it that her husband had not yet returned to work.

Siska who came to her son's house, approached her daughter-in-law who was in the living room. "Why Ray? Why is she crying?"

"I don't know, Ma."

"Why can't you know?" sentak Siska's. "You can take care of the kids or not, huh!" again hard.

"I'll put her to bed, Mama if you need anything just ask the waiter," Raya also passed to the room.

"Taking care of the child alone can't!" gerutu Siska's.

An hour later, Rey returned home from work, she no longer works at Arta Fashion now she works at her papa-owned company. He also sought his wife and son. "Mama's still here?"

"You don't like Mama here?"

"Likes, Mom. I'll go to the room first, see Rayi," Rey's permission. He rushed to see his wife.

Ten minutes later, Rey came down to her mother.

"Your wife can take care of a child or not, anyway?"

"Ma, it's not usually Rayi like this. Maybe because Mama wanted to come so she was fussy," replied Rey origin.

"So you're accusing Mama of being an unlucky carrier, aren't you?"

"No" he replied again. "He knew that his chatty oma was disturbing his mother's heart" he continued.

"You and Raya are the same, Mama wants to go home. Say hello to my handsome grandson!" Siska leaves after Rey kisses the back of her mother's hand.

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Arta Fashion Building

Lestari's rose throws a smile at Devan who happens to meet in the car park. However, the man threw away his face and acted indifferent.

"Shy, so arrogant of him!" inner Rose.

"He is like that" whispered his manager.

"What the hell' did Devan Artama see from Clarissa Ayumi?"

"I don't know, other people's affairs no one knows. Don't think about flirting with people's husbands" the Rose manager reminded.

"Where might I tease people's husbands" she said.

"Where do you know you're interested?"

"Nothing is more attractive than my beloved" replied the proud Rose.

"As far as you go, our path is too late!"

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Intan was enjoying a drink that he ordered during his friend's birthday at one of the famous discos in City A. He was present alone without the company of his manager or assistant.

Dion was also present as an invited guest. He continued to observe Intan who repeatedly drank.

Dion ended his drink after seeing Intan stand up and leave his stool. The woman staggered, she quickly got up.

"Where are you going?" ask Dion's friend.

"I want to go home," he replied then quickly stepped up following Intan.

Intan was so hard to find his car because his eyes began to feel blurry.

"Let me drive home!" bargain Dion.

Intan immediately looked back. "You who?"

Dion grabs Intan's body and embraces her bringing her into the car.

"What do you want?" tanyakanya. "I'll scream if you dare to fuck around" he continued.

"Don't be noisy!" her door. Dion also drove his vehicle to Intan's apartment, not forgetting he called his manager.

Upon arriving, Dion handed the woman who had almost fallen asleep to his manager.

"Thank you, Dion. We didn't know he was going there alone" he said.

"Hopefully the reporters didn't know this" Dion hoped, then he passed.

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Print and online media are busy preaching about Intan. The woman was caught on camera staggering and held in the butt of a man.

Clarissa sighed after reading the news she read on her phone.

"What's wrong?" Devan approaches his wife's desk.

"You see!" Clarissa gave me her phone.

"Oh," said Devan briefly.

"In the news the company name remains listed," said Clarissa.

"Don't you tell me first if this sensational news can boost our sales?"

"Yes, but here it says that Intan, a drunken former brand ambassador for Arta Fashion, and a car with a man, both former models of the same famous company," Clarissa said.

"You mean that guy Dion Bastian" Devan guessed.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Good dong, isn't this a promotion too?"

"What if the reporters storm our company again?" Clarissa's worried.

Devan laughed at his wife's worries. "Why are you so panicked? Calm down baby, there's no way a reporter is attacking us. It wasn't you involved in the photo, '" he explained.

Devan touched Clarissa's forehead with his index finger. "He's not pushy and he understands the contract. It's you crying and chasing me not to break the contract."

"Hey, why bring up the past? You were chasing me because sales were going down, too" Clarissa didn't want to lose.

"Yes, I'm after you. Satisfied now, right?" Devan pulls his wife's nose.

Clarissa smiled a shy smile. "That's great!"

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Elsewhere, Intan rubbed her eyes and looked around her, her clothes had been changed as well. He then sat. "Who brought me here?" muttered.

He rushed down and went to the kitchen to get some water and drink it.

"You awake?" asked Intan's manager named Ayu, making the model surprised.

"Who brought me home?"

"You were so drunk all night, you didn't know the face that drove you home."

"Don't make a mistake, just tell me who's taking me home?"

"Your partner works as a model at Arta Fashion."

"Dion?"

"Yes," Ayu pulled out a chair and poured her homemade tea into a cup.

"Why can he take me home?"

"Say she's there too."

"Geez, I must have been blabbing weirdly," Intan dropped his body on the chair and held his head.

"He said it' during the trip you just sleep," said Ayu.

Intan scooped up his face looking frustrated.

"And today, your news is in the media!" Ayu thrust her phone.

Intan read it and ruffled her hair.

"The news alludes to Arta Fashion's name, if you're drunk because the company broke the contract" Ayu said.

"Damn!" mean it.

"One way, if a reporter asks you this is you have to explain the real issue and of course the contract."

"I will clarify this news," he said. "Then Dion?" tanyakanya.

"The news is that the man you're with is Dion Bastian."

Intan sighed.

"I've cooked breakfast, after the meal go take a shower. Today you have a drama shooting schedule," Ayu explained.

"Good, I forgot!" patting jidat.

"When you're only two hours away, hurry up!"

"Yes, here I am going to prepare. The food is brought, let me eat in the car" he ordered.

"Alright," said Ayu.

Two hours later, Intan had arrived on the set of the suburban area. Some artists are reading the script.

"Today's news is pretty good, how many glasses did you drink?" ask Karen to play Intan.

"You never drink" he replied.

"Are you really being ushered home by Dion, your ex-boyfriend?" ask Karen again.

"Don't talk about him again, I want to read the script. Go, it's time for your turn!" push Intan.

Half an hour later Intan's turn to shoot, it was time he started acting.

"Stop!" director shouted.

"Why stop, sir?" ask one of the crew.

"Intan, concentrate!" pinta director. "Focus! Mimic your face is less animating," he continued.

Intan nodded.

"Repeat!" director's orders.

A few minutes later, Intan was told to stop.

"Why again?" ask Intan.

"I should have asked? Why withyou? What's the news today about not concentrating?" cecar director.

"No" replied Intan.

"Rest, we'll continue. Another turn," the director ordered.

Ayu approached Intan who was sitting down. "You why? It's not usually like this, is it because of the news or Dion?"

"Why talk about him anyway'?"

"If you don't have any more feelings for her, why are you thinking?"

"I don't think about it," replied Intan firmly.

"Good then, read the script again. I'll get you a drink" Ayu hurried away.

Meanwhile, Nikita smiled happily at Intan's news. "It is not in vain that I give information to the reporters that he has the discotheque."