
Hilman came to the President's room, he stood before his superiors with a look of fear. Because when he applied for leave to get married, Devan looked angry and unhappy.
"So early this morning you filed a leave of absence, right?" ask Devan.
"Yes, sir." Subdues head.
"How long did you ask?" ask again.
"Two weeks, sir."
"What enough?" Devan asked again.
"Enough, Sir."
"What if I add one month? Do you want to?" tawar Devan's.
Clarissa from her desk merely boasted a smile hearing the conversation between the two men.
"Huh, you're not wrong? I had two weeks to leave" said Hilman.
"I'll give you a month's leave and this letter!" Devan puts the paper in a white envelope.
"What is this, sir?" Hilman held the envelope.
"Read on!" devan's orders.
Hilman read the letter and then he smiled. "Is this true for me, sir?"
Devan nodded.
"Thank you, Mister!" Hilman hugged Devan.
Devan's jaws hardened, then pushed his secretary's body.
"Sorry, Master!" bowing head. "I'm too happy," he said.
"Go from here, before I change my mind!" expel Devan.
"Good, Sir." Hilman rushed out of the room.
Seeing her husband hugged Hilman, Clarissa chuckled.
Devan approaches his wife's desk. "Are you happy to laugh at me?"
Clarissa was silent but a laughing voice still rang out from her locked mouth.
"You started looking for trouble with me, yeah!" Devan pulls his wife's nose.
"Dear sick!" Clarissa hit her husband's hand.
"This is the result of mocking me," Devan held his hand.
Clarissa was singing her lips.
"Are you not hungry?" Devan looked at his wife.
"Yes." Yeah."
"How about we eat at home?"
"Yes, we're home. I miss Raisa" Clarissa said.
"Let's go home!" bring Devan.
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Intan was again paired with Dion in a clothing fragrance ad. After the filming ended, the man asked Ayu for help to bring himself together with Intan and the woman responded to Dion's wishes.
A cafe, Intan sat alone. Dion came alone. He sat right in front of his ex-girlfriend.
"Why are you here?" Intan looked astonished.
"It's a cafe not specially ordered by you, is it?"
"Yes, it's not. But I'm waiting for someone. Can you move?"
"I see there is no one here. What's wrong with me sitting with you?"
"Yes, but where will the person who will meet me sit?"
"There you can, there you can too!" Dion pointed right and left.
"You are such a bitch!" Intan snorted annoyedly. "I'd better move out!" He stood up from his chair.
Dion quickly held his hand. "Where are you going?"
"I want to find a seat that you don't have" replied Intan.
"Sit down, don't move!" dion pinta.
Intan sat back with a sullen face.
"You're so pretty!" praise Dion with a smile.
Intan ignored Dion's words, he chose to focus on his phone.
"Who are you waiting for?"
"It's none of your business!"
"Is he a man?"
"I said it's none of your business!" reply Intan firmly.
Dion laughed at Intan's facial expression.
"Is there anything funny?" Intan stared disliked.
"Yes, you!"
"Oh, yes I'm here to meet a beautiful woman" Dion said.
"I didn't ask" said Intan ketus.
"Aren't you jealous?" ask Dion.
"I'm jealous? Oh, I'm so confident of you!" dumped face.
"Are you really not jealous?" ask Dion again. "In addition to being beautiful, she's famous but arrogant and gluttonous as well" she explains.
"I'd better just go home, it doesn't seem like he's coming" Intan muttered then he got up from his chair.
"Where are you going?" ask Dion again.
"I want to go home" he answered.
"I'm not done talking to you yet" said Dion.
"But I don't want to talk to you" Intan refused.
"You should talk to me, because we promised!"
"Promise? So, you're the one who wants to meet me about business?"
"Yes, that's the only way I can talk to you!" Dion standing.
"Let's too much to lie to me!" geram Intan's.
"Don't scold her, I'll ask her, '" Dion asked.
Intan sat back and looked at Dion.
"I want to clear up any misunderstandings between us" Dion said.
"There is nothing to talk about anymore, we have nothing to do anymore" Intan repeated his words.
"Me and the woman you met in my room, we had nothing to do with it" Dion said.
"Why is he in your room?"
"But she told me you were her lover."
"Intan, trust me. He and I were going to be betrothed but I refused because there was you!"
"Now that we're not together anymore, you can accept him!"
"Intan, I love you!"
Intan looked at Dion in disbelief.
"I love you so much, Intan. Please give me another chance!" her door.
Intan grabbed her bag and chose to leave without replying. Dion chased him to the car.
Car passed by leaving the cafe.
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Dion returned to his apartment in a state of lethargy.
"How did it work?"
"No, he still seems angry."
"You've got to try harder" his manager encouraged him.
"Do you have any more ideas?" tanyakanya.
The manager shook his head.
"I really don't know anymore, how to captivate her heart?" Dion breathed a sigh.
"I have an idea!" replied Manager.
"What's that?" Dion was curious.
The manager whispered in his ear.
Dion looked at the manager after whispering something. "Are you sure this works?" tanyakanya.
"Try it!"
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Dion had already explained his intention and purpose to Ayu, the woman also arranged the next plan.
"I'm gonna go out for a second, you're okay, am I staying?"
"Tumben once asked, you usually just go!" sindir Intan's.
"Let's not look for me!"
"Here you go, quickly return!" her door.
"Yes" Ayu left.
Five minutes later the bell rang, Intan walked open the door. "Who's looking?"
"I told Ms. Ayu to clean this apartment" he replied.
"I'll call Ayu" Intan opened her phone and called her manager.
Not for a minute did Intan hang up the phone.
"How, Miss?"
"Yes, already. Please enter!" Intan goes first, he then gives whatever tasks must be done.
The man began to do his job, first he wiped the television after that he sat down and enjoyed the snacks available at the table.
Intan who had just come out, stared in astonishment and fury. "Why are you eating my food?"
"I'm tired, Miss."
"You are not paid to sit back and enjoy food" Intan said.
"In a moment, I'll be back to work" the man kept his hold on the jar.
Intan grabbed the jar, "Hurry to finish your work!"
"You're so chatty, Miss!"
Intan smiled faintly, "I am indeed very chatty. Finish your job after it's out of here!"
The man got up from his seat and wiped the table and swept the floor, while Intan enjoyed his lunch in the kitchen.
After cleaning the lounge, the man went to the kitchen. He pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Intan.
"Who told you to sit here?"
"I'm hungry, Miss." The man showed his smile.
"Why does his smile and voice look almost like Dion's?"
The man grabbed Intan's plate and ate his noodles.
"Hey, why are you eating my noodles?" Intan stared furiously.
"The noodles are very good, it's smart that Miss cooks them, too" he said.
Intan retreated his chair, he left the kitchen. Then he tried to call Ayu but there was no answer from the manager.
After eating the noodles, the man washed the dishes that were in the sink. He followed Intan again.
"You better just go home!" banish him.
"My work is not done yet, Miss."
Intan pushed the man's body out. "I'll transfer your wages!"
"I don't want a salary, Miss!" reject it.
"So what do you want, huh!" Intan began to stir emotions.
"I want you!"
"You're crazy, I don't want you!" Intan was trying to push that burly body. However, his body was even stamped. "Hey, what do you want?" his yell.
"Shut up!" the man shut Intan's mouth.
Intan tried to let go of himself, but his efforts were in vain.
The man opened his hat, his glasses and his fake mustache made Intan blink his eyes.
As much as Intan's energy pushed the body of the man who claimed to be a janitor. "Suck!"
"Sorry!" Dion said in a sad tone.
"Go from here!" throw it out loud.
Dion even grabbed Intan's body with a howl he devoured the artist's rancid lips to make it difficult for the woman to breathe.
With all his might, Intan rebelled. He bit Dion's lip to escape. He rubbed his lips with his palm. "I hate you!" his eyes look teary.
"Sorry!"
"Stay away from me and never come back!" his yell.
Dion shook his head, "I'll never leave you!"
"You, selfish. I deserve to be happy even if I'm not with you!"
"What's your reason for not giving me a chance?"
"Because I don't love you anymore!"
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