The Dark Romance's

Heartache

Nina closed her eyes, brushing off all the memories that happened this morning. He should focus on preparing for today's fashion design seminar. It was enough he thought about that crazy CEO. It is time to establish his own future. Aren't they only two years together? After that he will be widowed.

In front of him now there are several piles of cardboard that must be delivered to the CEO's room before nine. Again he grunted annoyed. Just remembering his face made him angry. Nina had to take the pile of cardboard.

With a flickering step, Nina managed to bring some cardboard containing some presentation materials.

“Sial, it's heavy! It's how many kilos, anyway.”

The pile of cardboard almost covered his view. Nina could not notice her footsteps. Likewise, when there is one small stone on the route. The cardboard, which contained a bunch of paper, was scattered, while Nina's knee leg was bleeding. It could be said to be a heavy wound. His knee was stung on the paving-lined courtyard floor. Not only his knees, his hands were also blisters.

“Why today make emotions, anyway. Hey rock bangke! If you hang out look around the place, dong. Time in the middle of the road. No brain, yes! Just make emotions!”

Nina tried to stand up, picking up every piece of paper that was scattered. With a slight limp, he continued his journey. His wounds felt very painful piercing the bone. Well, like the pain of a man who boils when pressed. Oh, naw. Of course, everyone could imagine the pain falling to the ground.

At times like this, how romantic would it be if someone helped him bring half of the pile of cardboard and treat his wounds. Nina's situation is very bad right now. How could he get into the CEO room with this kind of circumstance.

Meanwhile, a pair of eyes were staring at Nina. Her lips revealed a small smile. He was very satisfied to see Nina suffer. He is Su Na. From the beginning, he did not like Nina. How could he possibly be so close to Rangga. He almost ended his exciting spectacle. But, it seems like something much more interesting is going on.

“Loh, you?”

“Hey, male model car. What are you doing in my office?”

“Can you not call me that?”

“Unfortunately can't,” said Nina Qianchu plain.

“Why?”

“Let's talk again, yeah. I'm in a hurry.”

The man called the model of the car was stunned, probing every part of Nina's body that was injured. Her tiny hand had to carry such a heavy burden with the injured state. Want any jerkless guy still won't have the heart to see a weak woman zolimi, right?

“It looks like your knees and hands are injured. Sit down for a while, I happen to always carry plaster everywhere.”

“Wah, really? Kok tumben's.

“There's a reason, and it's confidential. I'll tell you if you want to be my girlfriend, how?” said the model by winking her left eye. Oh, comeon. What are all the models of the stringsis she is?

The model took a handkerchief in her pocket and cleaned the blood-filled wounds on Nina's knees and hands, then pressed some plaster.

Nina grinned widely, pretending to respond to the model's joke. Indeed, all men are the same. Just look at the appearance as a person's quality and wealth as his quantity. If only he knew that Nina's face contained a sharp incision that could not be removed despite trying for many years, using any medicine, would he still get that pretty compliment?

Nina felt silly. Since when did he consider the views of others as a guide to life?

Almost at half-nine. They ended that unscheduled impromptu meeting. Nina returned to her world. A world full of endless drama. Ah, he almost forgot to hand over this file before nine.

“Thank you for the help. Really helped. Oh, give me that handkerchief. Let me wash at home.”

“No need to worry. This let me just take it.”

“All right, see you again.”

Czechoslovakia!

Someone managed to capture the moment ‘mesra’ both of them. Who else if not Su Na. He considers this as an opportunity to drop Nina in front of Rangga. On the other hand, a person smiled horribly while smelling the scent of blood on his handkerchief. His hand nimbly pressed the button on his phone.

“I got someone's blood.”

Nina stepped up again, slowly continuing on, enduring the intense pain in her knee. Until he arrived at the doorstep that read ‘CEO’s Room’. Nina's hands trembled holding the handle of the door made of iron. His feet hurt, but he had to hold on.

Nina took a deep breath, taking it out slowly. He hoped the frozen goat would not glare at him anymore. He knocked on the door, no answer. For the fifth time, there was no answer. Nina clucked violently, and without a second thought she opened the door.

Nina bit her lips, trying to endure the pain that struck her heart. How could Yorick do this in the office? The man who scolded her in the morning, threatened her with the family name, is currently having fun with a woman who is none other than Kana, the main model for today's seminar.

“Sorry, President. I'm dropping off the seminar file for you and Miss Kana.”

The man surnamed Tsukasa was staring with a look of hatred. He found some scars all over Nina's body. Her eyes widened. His lips were clumsy, but his tongue was so twisted. He remembered the incident earlier this morning and imagined what this woman had done behind him with the man named Rangga.

Yorick whined, pretending not to care. “Put it on there.”

Nina was still speechless watching the two despicable humans in front of her. Why is his heart so sick? Oh, come on don't tell me he's in love with that striped-nose guy. Really, falling in love with her is the most ridiculous thought her brain has ever digested in 23 years.

Yorick stared with a sharp look. “Why is it still here?”

What made Nina swallow, not because she wanted to be in the position of the woman, was not at all. But a statement made by Yorick that seemed to drive him away subtly. Nina once again thought, there will be a time when she will lose everything, lose all her colleagues and work, and unfortunately she must be ready and accept the condition even though she does not want to.