She's No Ordinary Girl

He's an Opponent Or a Friend

Raffa pulled out a short barrel gun from behind the luxurious black suit he was wearing. Makes Tania's heart race fast. The focus does not move one bit from Raffa's hand movements.

For a moment Raffa glanced at the girl sitting next to the steering chair she was sitting on. Realizing Tania's fear, he immediately placed the short-barreled weapon on the dashboard of the car he was driving.

Instantly Tania held her own chest with both hands. Now he began to catch his breath that had previously been hunting. His heart beat rhythmically.

"Why should there be weapons?" tanya Tania, try to calm down. Although in truth, his heart and mind were shrouded in immense anxiety.

"Have you forgotten what just happened at the restaurant?" Raffa raised his tone. Tania stared curiously while shaking her head feeling confused by Raffa's explanation that was still floating.

"You're not an ordinary girl, many people are after you want to acquire wealth and power." Raffa slammed the steering wheel and stopped on the shoulder of the road.

"But that was Milan, brother. He's still my husband, isn't he?"Tania's eye beads twitched at Raffa who was also looking at her with her eyes turned sharp.

Piqued. Of course Tania was upset. Milan is her husband. Naturally he misses his figure who is always spoiled.

Raffa grunts. For a moment he seemed to be thinking hard. Then after a long sigh he said, "We never know, Milan is actually an opponent or a friend."

Frisson. Be ill. That was what Tania felt when she heard her own husband being accused of being a traitor by a man who was actually just a male bodyguard who was written as her father.

In just a second Tania looked at Raffa. Then he turned his face to look far out the window of the car.

Seeing Tania's condition, Raffa rubbed Tania's back slowly. Meant to give a calm effect, but it all makes Tania harassed. He reflexively brushed off Raffa's hand that landed on his back.

"It can be polite a little!" peeking Tania, he jumped up to lean on the side of the car door.

"Yes, sorry. I can't dare to be presumptuous. My intention is just to try to calm down."

"Remember all right, brother. Maybe Milan did make a mistake, whether it was intentional! Regardless of my goal to find out everything that concerns my background, Milan is my rightful husband." A stern rah, with a nearly perfectly sculpted face stroke was staring cynically at Raffa who was still in the pecking order before him. Tania points out that she is upset against Raffa at the moment.

Raffa nodded slowly. Until he decided to have dinner at home with bi Marni because it was late.

***

Morning air crept through the windows. Creating a cold atmosphere that invites giggles. Making Tania who was wrapped in a thick blanket curl up alone.

Shortly thereafter, bi Marni enters the room to inform her that Raffa has been waiting below, for Tania to immediately prepare.

It only takes twenty minutes. Tania came down with casual clothes and also her jeans were short to the knee.

Without saying another word, Raffa invited Tania to enter the car she had prepared.

"Where are we going?" tanya Tania, curious.

However, Raffa only fell silent, and returned to drive his car to a beauty salon. Tania frowned both her eyebrows. There was a dislike that he then showed. Because Raffa didn't ask him for permission first. 

"Tania, you have to go back undercover as a new stock planter in your papa-owned company!" 

"Why does Raffa always rule? Raffa, you don't want to use me, do you?" Tania is half suspicious of Raffa's plan.

"Hmmm ... When have I ever let you down?" A thin smile deliberately Raffa appeared at that time. It was sweet, but still Raffa could not possibly captivate Tania.

Minutes later. Tania steps into a beauty salon that Raffa deliberately rents her services exclusively. At that time the salon looked empty. Not a single person seemed to be doing any beauty treatments there.

Tania endlessly circulated her gaze around the salon. A professional-looking beautician walks over complete with a classy fashion designer approaching Tania.

"Uuum.... Mr. Raffa, is this beautiful girl that we are going to change today?" ask a salon employee.

"Of course" said Diana, who is the owner of the salon and also the Raffa crowd believes in changing Tania's appearance specifically.

Diana was so enthusiastic. While the fashion designer is busy preparing clothes that will be worn daily.

Five minutes passed. Raffa yawned as his eyes began to be engulfed in an incredible drowsiness. Waiting is boring, what else is alone. I can't stand to sleep anywhere.

"Aarrrggghhh …!" 

Suddenly there was a startling cry from Raffa, the mature brown-skinned man immediately got up, and looked for the source of the voice.

"What's up?" Netra Raffa swept across the entire corner of the room.

Some beauty equipment, scissors, and combs were seen scattered on the floor.

Raffa's eyes widened and stared intently at Tania and Diana.

"Sorry, Miss Tania is not willing to cut her hair" Diana said, complaining. 

Raffa sighed for a moment, knowing the salon owner as well as a trusted fashion designer were lying on the floor.

"Tania .. have you lost your skills all this time? Didn't I turn you into the famous model you are today?" Raffa dropped his body on the back of a chair that had wheels on its legs.

Tania was silent, not letting out a single word. Except for the glare of his sharp eyes.

"Don't be rude to them, I never taught you to be bad to anyone. Martial arts to defend themselves when needed." Raffa stared in the shade while speaking.

"Yes. I'm sorry for my attitude, brother, just .. cut my hair and left only five centimeters, it's really not my style!" Tania stared cynically as she swept her lips.

"Oh .. So that's your problem! They did pay me to turn you all out to not be recognized by anyone," Raffa said with a smile. But instead greeted with a look of dislike by Tania.

"I want to change my style, but it has to be what I want. Changed 'not to be deforested, '" siss Tania.

"There's not much time. There will be an important meeting today. Make your choice, then we hurry," said Raffa, half-forced.

Finally, shoulder-length hair on the brown-blonde paint became Tania's choice. 

Today, all the company colleagues belonging to Tania's biological parents are holding a group member meeting.

Tania's heart pounded when she reached a room so spacious, with a long table in bone white complete with chairs lined up neatly. Netra Tania explores one by one all the members of the group who invest in the company. The pair of near-perfect eye beads nailed him to look at a handsome man so familiar with his secretary.

Yep. The man was Milan Mahardika. He sat next to a beautiful and sexy woman who was so familiar to Tania.

"Mira," he sighed softly. Then he turned his head towards Raffa who patted his shoulder trying to calm down.

— To Be Continued

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