Small Stars For Faila

Small Stars For Faila
Trapped in the elevator



Tiara's father in prison spent his old age. Tiara is not expected to undergo an investigation because of a pornography case so suspect .He was charged and sentenced to 6 months in prison and a fine.


It's not that we want to have fun over the suffering of others, but that I and Tari celebrate.


“I'm glad Fai finally got a reply from his doing. You know Fai, they've long insulted and demeaned my family" Tari said


" I wish they remembered everything."I'm sure they'll remember"


"After a long time in prison . Mohan divorced her, although it wasn't exactly what we expected. But it was not because of us and Dance, there are some news sites call it , he was depressed in prison. several times wanted to hurt himself, but that's life, If He thinks everything can be solved with money and power, then now fate paints another story. It is life above and there comes a time to be below, as it is today, then the wise say; If it is above Remember to look down'


Finally, I could see another beautiful smile from Tari, now being able to gather with her family, Father and her sister they were still hiding my involvement for her father's freedom. His sister graduated and wants to study in Jakarta.


“Tar, How about Om Bayu work again?" ask me on Dance


“He's old Fai, who wants to hire an ex-con," said Tari his face looks sad.


We opened a new company in the field of shipping goods out of the country. Finally the Tiara family company I took over, I want Om Bayu who holds it” I said carefully .I'm afraid he's offended, because I think he's too worried about his family.


“What is true Fai?" the word Dance


.”Yeah, I mean, what do you want?


“Sure, said. Yes looking for a part-time job, Dad is not used to staying at home” said Tari.


The Vera family-owned shipping service company that I sold bought it and managed by Tari's father.


A package of happiness for Dance. But behind the happiness there is always a stone – small stones that bother . Stepmother wants to go back to Daddy Dance. Hearing the News He inflamed and drove away the woman who made him suffer a lot. He screams hysterically to drive her away, Dance expels her mother


Her stepmother knew that her Father . became a Director, even more powerful than her former job, once only a subordinate to be told, to, he was even thrown in prison for work done at the behest of his superiors,


“Don't waste your energy again baby"Dance Father said to her.


He dragged the woman and told her to come out.


“I don't need a Tamak Woman like you, I need my children more” Dad said dance to expel his ex-wife


“Former dump in the trash can yes. Well" said Tari looking very happy.


Hoping He remains cheerful and happy forever, Mr. Bayu considers sikembar like his own grandson, Dance now is not as bad as a long time ago, He laughs more when He can see Father and his sister back


I walked leisurely into my room, Director's room.


Turning back to the piling task, the papers that needed to be signed my eyes were fixed on the pile of drawing paper.


Oh. almost forgotten.


Now that I clearly remember the picture, my hand is now holding the picture of Frans, suddenly I feel interested in working with my ex-husband who thinks I still forget the memory.


I'm holding the phone. Pressing the button called for Haris to enter my room.


“Iya mbak” says harris with sprightly


"When you have this picture, we will wear it for the construction of the branch in Bali," I said, putting it in front without looking at Haris, I know at this time his face must be wrinkled to know , I have worked with my ex-husband


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That day a Handsome Man stood up to greet me, in a meeting room.


“ Afternoon Bu Faila” Her baritone voice is sexy.that's my ex-husband Frans Devan.


“Siang," replied with a serious look without a stale base. I was normal and professional and sat in front of him.


“Thank you, have chosen my picture, I hope you get interesting thing until decided to cooperate with me . May I know what made my decision? She asked by looking at me with her brown eyes.


Making my inner goddess scream like she used to, where I was chasing after her.


I looked at him too. “Oh Frans you are very handsome , still like you used to be. Your good looks exceed that of Arjuna the great-gloom. That good looks used to make me feel like I lost my footing Life just depends on you.


This good looks I'm sure can destroy all hearts in this world including Me and Adella.


For a moment I gawked at it until I tuned my conscious .'Realize that Faila has control of you, he's your ex-husband who kicked you out of his life' I said whispering to my heart,


"First. The construction project in Bali wants to be called completion, of the many people who are percentage, I until now actually, nothing has succeeded in making me interested


But rather than anything else, having you stand out, I replied modestly" Trying not to look him in the face, for looking at his exact work, made me lose my focus. I don't want to get caught up in that crazy feeling anymore.


He explained all the details and and combined with my desire, the cooperation was finally established.


We chose to sit in a room with a table facing the street, the streets of the capital


Occasionally to suppress my feelings, I turned my eyes towards the Jakarta street.


Haris came out and Dion again represented me at a seminar at one of the hotels in Bandung, so it's just me and Frans at the moment


He looked at me deeply, I could see it from the tail of my eyes.


"Are you okay?" ask Frans suddenly


“I'm fine Mr. Frans, don't worry” I said with a forced sweet smile and it felt like the veins of my face were pulling on each other.


“ From earlier I noticed you staring out” said Frans sounded his way of speaking to be informal


“Iya, I'm fine” I worked hard to keep being professional.


He pulled Breath length ”Is it true, you don't remember me? He asked in that Baritone voice, now a smooth feeling gently sweeps my heart .


“No! Is there anything special about that?" I defiantly looked back into his eyes.


“Alright “stay like this” said Frans looking at me .


“We will survey its location tomorrow. I hope you can come with us, I shift the subject


“Baik” tomorrow I can Frans said with confidence.


Have you eaten ?” I happen to not have eaten. I want to take you to our restaurant!


“Bby , I also happen to have not eaten," Frans said.


“ Come," I said to take Frans down, to have lunch at the hotel's restaurant, which is next to the hotel.