The Love of Young Master

CHAPTER 44 WHO HE IS

" Sorry sir, the shooting just finished." Answer one of the film crews after I arrive on set.

" Loh, didn't Puspa say shooting until the early hours ? It's still 11 p.m. " I asked the crew while looking at the clock on my arm.

" Where did the artist and manager go? " I asked him once again while I tried many times calling Puspa but his phone was not active.

" Oh, they're all staying in the apartment across the building, sir. Let me give you the address. "

" Okay . Thanks though. "

I also took the elevator. Back down and out of the building headed to the apartment opposite the building where Puspa, his assistant and manager was staying.

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Triitt's..

Several times I tried to push the button of the apartment room where Puspa was.

" just a second. " Answer one of the people in there. It seems like the voice of a man.

" Puspa never said that his assistant was male "I thought to myself. Waiting for the man to open the door.

" Who ? " Help men with athletic stature and Indo - bule blaster. His eyes were blue and his hair was black. There was a strange feeling of seeing it for the first time.

" I'm Satria. " My words are a little sloppy.

" Where is Puspa ? " I continue still with a bit of a cynical tone.

" Oh, Puspa. There are people looking for you. " The man shouted a little to Puspa from the end of the door without trying to let me in one bit. Only the door leaf that slightly opened showed Puspa with a towel and his hair tied with a towel. Her hair was wet like a shower.

Puspa approached me and pulled my arm quickly. " Let's go in."

" I thought it was the food delivery guy. " Say the blue-eyed man.

I squinted my eyeball. His glaring viciously, "What did he mean just now. He said I was just a friend? "

Puspa might understand I mean, "Mum, oh yeah know this Kevin he's my friend and assistant and manager here. He's the one who nawarin me a job here loh mas. "

" hi's. " Sapaku with a slightly sloppy tone.

" Hmm.hi Satsumi. How long have you known Puspa? " Ask with a rather cool accent - the months and a slurred thought.

" What's been a long time? " My question is still tatus.

" Yes you know Puspa. Like I knew him for four years. " The answer is still with its distinctive logic.

" What ? I should have asked you how long you've known my wife. " Tanyaku. It was furious that someone had just seen me but it had made me sick.

Puspa who was right behind me and was busy drying his hair stopped and pinched my stomach.

" Hemm.that is. Close friend. We're just close friends "Speak Puspa fast.

Triitt's...

The tense atmosphere suddenly disappeared instantly. There was the sound of someone pushing the doorbell.

Puspa ran towards the door and returned quickly. Bring a box of pizza and some soda cans.

" It's. We ate first yuk. You must not have eaten either. The conversation will continue after eating. " Puspa put the pizza box on the table and also the soda cans.

" I'll change clothes for a minute. And oh yes, I call Laras first. " Puspa went to his room and returned with a 2-year-old girl in his cradle. Who is that little girl.

The new question arrived - it suddenly appeared more and more in my head.

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