Pursuing the Love of the Handsome

Pursuing the Love of the Handsome
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As soon as she got home, Raisa cried as she pleased in her mother's arms.


"What's wrong? Why is Raisa crying?" ask Clarissa.


"Your daughter is sleeping with that man!" devan replied loudly.


"What's right, son?" Clarissa asked softly.


"That's not true, Ma. The clothes I wear are still the same." Trying to wipe away her tears.


"But, you two are already living in the house and you are also drunk," Devan grew more emotional.


"Ma, I just drank a little. It just so happened that Eza was helping me" Raisa told Clarissa.


"Pa, don't be like this. Eza only intends to help our daughter" Clarissa said.


"Where do you know that man only helps? What if he's already dared to touch our daughter?"


"I believe in my daughter" replied Clarissa.


"You guys are the same, from today on Papa will drive him out of Arta Fashion," Devan said loudly.


Raisa approached Devan holding her hand. "Pa, please don't do that!" begingly.


"If you don't want him to leave, you have to resign as a companion model and run our branch offices abroad" Devan gave us a choice.


"Raisa will resign and go abroad," he accepted her papa's offer.


"Mama doesn't agree to you going abroad" Clarissa refused her husband's wishes.


"Then the man has to leave. The choice is in your hands!" Devan leaves his wife and daughter.


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Two days later Arta Fashion returned to the meeting without Raisa but her representative.


The meeting discussed the change of replacement model that has been using the services of vice president.


"Why was Miss Raisa replaced?" ask Eza.


"Because Miss Raisa will take care of our branch abroad," replied one of Arta Fashion's staff.


Eza was silent to the employee's explanation.


And today also Eza did a photo shoot without the presence of Raisa as a model or vice president who will usually monitor and see the process of filming and others.


After the shoot, Eza went home. "Why should he go?"


Eza's parking lot saw Raisa walking closer to her car. He rushed to her, "Miss!"


Raisa stopped and looked, she smiled. "the Eza!


Raisa smiled, "This is all for our good. Oh yeah, I want to thank you for helping me even if a misunderstanding happens."


"Don't go!" her door. "Let me go" he continued.


"I went to take care of the company there, your career is on the rise. So, stay a part of Arta Fashion even if your contract expires soon."


"Miss, I'm sorry. Because of me you have to make this decision," he said.


"This decision has been taken from far away, don't blame yourself" Raisa smiled. "Oh, yeah. I have to go home to prepare everything" he continued. Raisa got into her car and left Arta Fashion building.


Eza looked at Raisa's car from a distance.


Lita pats Eza on the shoulder, "You're here apparently!"


Eza glanced over and walked to his car.


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By nightfall, Eza came home with a lethargic face. Kirani was already waiting for him at the door, greeting him with a smile.


However, Eza chose not to return that smile. Usually he was so excited when he met the woman before the farewell said.


"Eza, I've been waiting for you for an hour. Why not answer and reply to my message?"


"I'm busy, Rani." Open the door to his apartment.


Kirani goes into it, "Whatever busy you are, usually always tell me."


"Rani, I told you I was busy. Can't you understand?" snapped it.


Kirani's eyes looked teary, "You're yelling at me!" with vibrating lips.


"Rani, I'm sorry. But, can you get out of here, "he asked without staring while twitching his temple.


"You're changing now, Za. Is it because of that woman?" accuse Kirani.


"It has nothing to do with him!" trying to speak calmly.


"Since knowing him you've been cold, Za. You often stay away from me, is there no love for me in your heart?" Kirani's tears are in.


"Kirani, enough!" the hardic.


"You're bad, Za." Kirani passed by with a sad heart.


Eza just saw her lover leave without chasing after her. He then dropped his head on the pillow, clenched his right hand and hit it softly on his forehead.