The Destiny of Love Aleesha

Chapters. 01. My name is Aleesha

"Mbak Aleesha, ask for his signature dong ?"

"Mr Aleesha, can you take a photo together ?"

"Mr Aleesha ..."

"Mr Aleesha ..."

The cheers of the seminar participants after the event. The glittering lights of the stage and the clanging of music still echoed bustlingly in the ears.

A girl sauntered gracefully down the steps from the stage of a private television station with a confident, fluffy smile.

•the Zavira

That's how both of his parents gave the name, which he himself probably didn't know what it meant.

To be sure, he was sure, both his parents hoped that someday he would live happily, even without their presence.

His friendly language, his agile style and his charm-filled demeanor, made the people around him amazed.

"Who is patient, who else ?" Gently apply to the members of the products he handles.

At a mature age, Aleesha managed to reach the peak of her career in marketing and mentoring a Multi Level Marketing company with a Crown Ambassador rating.

Occasionally in his spare time, he distributed his writing hobby that he uploaded on a reader application. Although he is still considered an amateur, but the works of his imagination are in great demand by readers.

"Gee ... Aleesha's beautiful." Praise one of the seminar participants.

Not only does it look beautiful on the outside, from its face also emanates a very attractive beauty iner. When it comes to beauty, don't ask again. Supported by his level posture, why he managed to reach the target with the highest level in his class.

"The real thing turned out to be prettier than the one I saw in the photo." Praise another half whisper.

Aleesha smiled back at the compliments for him.

'Never imagined by me, I would achieve this kind of success. Enjoy what else I deny, O Allah, all I have got.' He murmured in his heart.

"There is no doubt, Lucky once later who managed to prevent Ms. Aleesha, already beautiful, smart, successful again."

Deg ...

Really, a very poignant comment sentence in his heart came out of the lips of one of his beloved members.

However, again Aleesha smiled sincerely, with her fingers still busy stripping off her signature streaks.

'That's probably the one thing that hasn't touched my heart. But let it be, only me and God know.' Her heart expression interrupted her fluffy smile.

His busyness to achieve an achievement, until he forgot, how to sharpen his heart to be more sharp and sensitive to the opposite sex. But that's not the reason. On the side of his heart, a name was written. Although it is unlikely to get it.

"Thank you everyone, see you later." Waving his hands to his members.

His footsteps widened and a little rushed towards the parking area.

"Mak Icha !" Call someone who sounds more familiar.

"Hi, why Wid ?" He answered, looking towards the source of the voice.

The young girl who often called her 'Icha' immediately ran over.

"This moment, I immediately say go home too huh Ma'am." The answer was half breath.

• the Astuti

His personal assistant who was always ready and alert with everything Aleesha needed.

"Okay, what are you going to ride ?"

"It looks like mah, I can order ojek online." The answer.

"No-no, I'll take you home first, just to the airport."

"Don't Ma'am, don't let Father and Mother Ma'am Icha long wait, pity."

'True what Widya said, Father and Mother rarely visit. I must come earlier than He who waits.' Thought in the heart.

"OKAY. Really, gakpapa ? Or don't you just go to the airport ?" Bargainly.

"Father Ma'am, I'm sorry I can't come along, because there's still something I have to finish inside." His answer pointed in the direction he was referring to.

"Then I go first." Pamit Aleesha's.

"Greetings to Mom and Dad."

"Wa'alaikumsalam, God willing I say."

"Be careful, Mother."

"You too, thank you." His servant followed the departure of his personal assistant.

Aleesha resumed her footsteps. His right hand was busy shaking the contents inside the small bag he was carrying. I don't know what he's looking for, not paying attention to the road.

Bbmcb ... !

"Oh ..." Stimulate while patting gently the base of his arm that is a little pain due to a collision.

"You okay ?" A soft voice greeted him.

Deg ...

Like a proper hit on a target. Suddenly, Aleesha's heartbeat seemed to stop beating, as their eyes looked at each other.

A handsome man with his dashing posture helped to clear the contents of his scattered bag.

"Oh it's okay, sorry, I'm the one who doesn't pay attention to the road." Aleesha answered, who was stunned to see the beautiful gift of God in front of her eyes.

"Hmmm, next time be careful." He said without expression.

"Sorry Mr. Asbram, you've been waiting for." Said one of the men behind him, as if to remind.

"okay." He replied as he passed leaving Aleesha still glued to her place.

"Asbram ?" There was a name he had heard.

Yes ...

•the Purnama 'sbram

A handsome man who always brings perfection. He is the President Director of the TV station Aleesha used to run her show.

'Asbram Purnama, is this a dream ?' He murmured in his heart.

"Aaauu ! sick." He nodded, as he pinched his own arm.

Aleesha breezed back, she tepis reality that felt like in a dream.

But he had not stepped on the accelerator of his car, someone called him from behind.

"Aleesha !"

The called turned his head, ascertaining who the owner of the voice was, through the car door glass that was still open.

The hasty attitude was immediately lost, when someone he knew very well came to say hello.

"Doctor Aryan." Go back, get back out of the car.

"Hi, I've been looking for you. Widya says you have other business. What, is there a problem ?"

"Oh no, thanks for coming." The answer deviates from the question.

•Devandra

A doctor who is struggling to continue his education in a special area of expertise. His handsome face and gentle demeanor were always the concern of the fairies.

"No problem, where there's a show you're bringing, there's gotta be me." Her clumsiness.

"Thank you, Doctor Arya has always supported our events." Aleesha replied formally on behalf of the product she was carrying.

"Not only are your products good, but also the mentor, I like." Her canda half-whispered, making Aleesha slightly blush.

"Ah, Doctor could've."

If the lighting in the parking area was three times brighter, it might have a distinctly red hue on its face.

"Can't you, if outside the event or fitting we're meeting like this, call me Arya just." A request that made Aleesha a little nervous.

"It's nothing, let's be more familiar." Further.

"Eemmm, well Doc. Uh ... Aryan." Aleesha replied shyly.

Doctor Arya, uh ... Arya smiled faintly at the nervous behavior of her interlocutor.

"Oh yeah, by the way, what made you rush to leave the stage ?" Arya asked to switch the conversation.

But, the question made Aleesha aware of her initial goal coming down soon after the event.

"Gosh, I'm sorry Doc, I forgot about time. I have to excuse myself, there are things I have to work on and can't put off." The pump's back in the wheel.

"Hmmm ... " Doctor Arya commented while frowning her forehead, as if reminding her of something.

"Eh, yes, Arya." Said awake.

"Okay, take care." Follow Doctor Arya who does not want to hinder the busyness of her idol.

"See you at the next show." Her lamb.

"Bye." Arya waved her hand.

"Aleesha, Aleesha, it's always like that when we meet. You always leave without a meaningful ending." Mumbled Arya himself

Arya was still standing, smiling sweetly, sending Aleesha's departure unattainable by the sight of her eyes.

I don't know what that sweet smile on her face means.

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