Sense of Sense

Bigos

Yesterday was one of Nita's worst days in her entire career as an entertainer. Nita who should be a guest star at the opening ceremony of a boutique owned by a famous fashion designer from Semarang must turn right because visitors, who are average fans, meet the venue.

Initially, after a photo shoot for one of the dairy products, as a brand ambassador, Nita still had two main schedules and one extra. However, everything failed.

Her manager told her that she saw someone with suspicious gestures around the boutique, and suspected that the person was a journalist. As a result, Nita was dressed as a failed disguise by her assistant.

“Why go to a restaurant, anyway? ‘Kan, usually breakfast delivered to the room,” complained Nita from the bathroom.

“Heru Yang told.” Mira—asisten Nita, answer quickly. As fast as his hand that put Nita's things in the suitcase. “In the morning he was already gedor-gedor room door. Ask us to be ready to go back to Jakarta."

“Ah! I still feel so sleepy. Where laper, not yet breakfast again,” grumbled Nita interrupted his activity brushing teeth.

Mira breathed a rough breath. “Fried rice central plate of malem not felt, yes?”

Nita stuck her head out of the bathroom, brushing her teeth in her right hand. “Udah so dirt. Want to check?” nita said with a frothy mouth.

“But! Ogah!” Mira pulled the biggest suitcase near the door. “Nit, so don't stop by the gift shop?”

Nita who was gargling immediately held water in her mouth and Zain's shadow flashed in Nita's mind. It made his heart feel uncomfortable.

“Nit?”

Nita blinked, quickly continuing to gargle and throw it in the sink. “No,” he said, wiping his mouth with a towel.

“Why? Don't you want to give Zain?”

Nita looked straight at Mira from the reflection of the mirror in front of her. “No why. Semarang deket same Solo.” Nita then turned around while opening one by one her pajamas buttons.

“Loh? How, so?” Mira's forehead frowned, feeling astonished by Nita's decision. Even though the artist he took care of his needs was so passionate since two days ago to buy many souvenirs for Zain and Alvin.

“If you change your mind because of Bang Heru, later I ask him to stop by clashing to the store. How?”

“No need,” replied Nita. Her pajamas have changed to a yellow knee-length dress. “Soal—”

“Udah finished yet?”

The sound of the door opening along with Heru's voice stopped Nita's speech. The two women in the room turned in the same direction.

Nita's face grew sour. “Why not get brought here? Repot if someone will know me, Bang.”

“Let's fast. We have to catch the morning flight.” Heru looked around, almost everything was tidy and he also saw some luggage already on the doorstep. While looking at Mira, Heru said, “I'm with Nita first down. You're the rest of the selesein, if it's finished immediately after us.”

“Iya, Bang. Stay in the same toiletries make up,” said Mira.

“Ok. Come, Nit.”

Nita looked at Heru in disbelief. She was just about to apply lipstick, but she paused when Heru immediately turned towards the door. While grumbling Nita followed Heru's steps.

Heru glanced at Nita who was walking beside him. “Possibly the suspicious person is the journalist who took the photo of you and Ashqar. It is also possible that he is the same person who spread gossip on the Bigos.” platform

“Did he also know my relationship with Ashqar, Bang?” tanya Nita whispered the same.

“See from the title of the article, most likely anyway, yes. I think he has followed you from lama.”

“What should we do, Bang? Management asked me to keep my previous marriage and Zain a secret, but if that person really knows who Ashqar really means there's no point in me denying.”

Nita has never once been forthright to the media about her status as a widow with one child. Every time a question about status is addressed to her, Nita will give me an answer, right now I am alone and again focused on my career.

“Pak Bram and Bu Siska ask you to deny all the news related to your ex-husband and your child.

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Prepare ngaret, I'm on a tight schedule gaes...

Ask her prayer hopefully what I try again can be smooth 🥺

ps. take care of your health and hopefully always happy everything is 🤗