
These two ambitious people are still popular among the Metropolitan population.
Jaro is not really focused on school anymore. He shared his focus on bands in the sanggar, visits to other schools as Duta Mandraguna, and the Olympics.
Jaro once got the best champion pair Duta Mandraguna, with Isyana. Many rumors circulate that they are very suitable and matchmaking. But Jaro doesn't really care, he cares more about revenge missions.
While Ansa is still known as a stunning model. How to walk the catwalk on stage, sometimes accidentally carried away when he stepped foot in the hallways of the class.
Coupled with his shrewdness to dance and become an Olympic champion, making him even more famous.
Even the gossip can't escape him. Film players, musicians, designers and several other artists have been rumored to be close to Ansa. Though he was only being invited to talk about work, nothing more.
In addition to the news about its advantages, the existence of rumors about him that is equated with his mother also sticking out to the public. Ansa talks about the rumors with her assistant, Ria.
As it happened tonight, in Ansa's private room.
His private room is located on the 8th floor, which is the private room of his late mother. Whitewashed walls, tables filled with stuff, chairs that can rotate 360 degrees, several sofas, air conditioners, and wide windows that show views of skyscrapers.
Ansa just finished a photo shoot. With a red dress knee-length and sleeveless, she sat leaning against Ria.
"Mom, I'm an adult. I've known about how my mom's doing for a long time." Ansa breathed her.
"Now dong's story, Ma'am. Did you act that way because of the demands of your job, or your own will?" ask Ansa.
"Between the two, Sa. Because clients who buy our services, sometimes a bit spoiled," replied Ria.
Brakk!
Ansa got up with the help of her two hands that were stuck on the table. He kicked the table in annoyance at Ria's reply.
"So you guys used to force my mama to accept such spoiled clients? So that my mama gets those painful gossip?!" ansa Cecar.
"Then with the owner of the Mandraguna school, what are you doing?! You were just happy to find out that your artist was sold to that disgusting person!!" continued Ansa.
Ria's mouth trembled somewhat as she started telling stories. "Our models here often earn from clients who need our services."
"The services we provide are beautiful models that can promote the sales of our clients. It can be called a brand ambassador."
"For the owner of the Mandraguna school .. actually it is an old story, Sa. They do have a special relationship since Roro entered this company. But they're very good at stealth, at keeping each other's image."
Ansa chose to shut up, but opened her ears wide. So before mama met papa, they were already together huh, her inner self.
"A few years later, news of Roro's marriage began to spread. I think she married the owner of the school. Uh, it turns out with that Tech Farm businessman."
"Roro never told me anything about his relationship with the businessman, Sa. After 6 years of marriage, at that time I still have not heard from those who have a baby." Ria finished telling her story.
"Maybe your mom still loves her career. It's delaying having children" Ansa said.
"But I did hear about the birds about their marriage. Even Roro is not happy with his own marriage ...."
Liana's mother knocked on the door of the study and asked permission to enter. Both of his sons accepted his mother's request.
Inside the room, the mother approached Jaro. He whispered about the Olympics, and Ansa.
"Next week the Olympics will begin. Please Ro, beat him," mother asked.
Jaro threw his face away. "I've thought about it, Mom. Just relax." He returned to focusing on his book.
"Calm, relax. Mom's not calm. You keep losing to him, Ro. Try to find out, what makes him continue to get a champion ...."
"Oh, or you better get out of the hangar? I see, you're getting less focused on the Olympics because you'd rather go to that place. And also you just keep making out with your future partner," complained the mother.
Jaro frowned. "That's it, Mom. I also focus on the Olympics. Can you, if I take a break by channeling my hobby in the sanggar?"
"For that ambassador .. I only consider Isyana as a working partner, ma'am. Nothing more," he continued.
"But why do you still lose anyway?" mother protest.
"He's more insane than I am, Mom! Either his brain is made of what, or maybe he's keeping his food. I don't know" Jaro said.
"You really don't know his weakness? What was she afraid of, or did she have any disgrace other than that she was likened to her mother being a seductress?" fawning mother.
"Neither know, Mom. I'm not a fan of his who keeps following him" Jaro lied.
A few minutes after the argument, my mother walked away. The atmosphere inside the workspace was quiet again.
Jaro glanced at his older brother who was focusing on reading a book by the window.
Huf, thank goodness Deniz used his earphones. Maybe he didn't hear my conversation with mom, Jaro said.
Deniz has entered the lecture stage at the Intence (Intelligence and Technology Advancement University) campus. This is his second year of college there, at the campus which is not too far from the Daghiawi family home.
Jaro went back to his book. But a few minutes later, his mind drifted back to his plan to make Ansa fall.
Not falling in love, but falling in Ansa's self-esteem.
Sure can! He'll be embarrassed, then one school will hate him! inner Jaro.
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