Throw Your Ex In His Place !

Throw Your Ex In His Place !
Epi62



The charity event at Hotel H is over. Ardi drove Dara home.


" why? How did you stay silent?" ask Ardi.


" It's okay."


" When you go home, you want to stop by for a meal? I know a good place to eat. Want to try it?"


" No need! Just go home."


" Why not? At the event, your meal was not real. You could say just play. Wh why? No appetite anymore?"


" Where do you want appetite? From earlier Rina nempel continues to be the same you." Dara's inner.


The flashback


At the banquet table.


" Hi, Ra. Hi, Di. I can eat with you guys, can I?" Rina interjected and sat down right next to Ardi. " Greetings to know Mr. Wawan, Mr. Adit. Meet me Rina Rosa, Ardi's old friend." Lina clenched both her hands.


Adit's father and Pakde Wawam only answered him with a smile and a nod.


" Oh yes, Di. I saw your favorite food. Meat rendang. I'll take some for you. Cobain yes." Rina scoops the processed meat with coconut milk while feeding Ardi.


" No need! Thank ye. I'm on a diet." Ardi answered him with a sniffle.


" Come, Di. Eating a few mouthfuls won't interfere with your diet." Rina forced.


Ardi is very lazy to argue, especially in front of him there is Adit's father and Wawan. Finally he opened his mouth to take a bribe after a bribe from Rina.


" Yee! Discharged. I said what too. Aren't you?" Lina took the tissue. " Here I take, Di."


Rina tried to wipe Ardi's mouth, but she immediately brushed it off and tidied it up herself.


" I can do it myself."


Flashback off


Kuyuuuukk!!


" uh! The worms in your stomach are beginning to protest. I just want to give it to you." Ardi smelled his smile.


While Dara threw her face against the window, covering up the embarrassment.


Before long Ardi turned his car into a street stall. They got out of the car and looked for an empty seat. But it turned out that in the tent was filled with other visitors, finally they sat on the mat with other visitors who did not get seats.


Because the day was getting night, the atmosphere was getting colder. Dara who was only wearing a dress with her hair bunned, she felt the cold to the bone. He folded his hands in front of his chest to drive away the cold.


Seeing the cold Dara, Ardi immediately opened his coat and dressed him to Dara.


" Thank you" said Dara. " Are you not cold?"


" Your dress is thinner than my shirt. I'm still fine with this."


Two servings of tektek fried noodles were presented in front of them, complete with crackers, pickles and also warm sweet tea. The aroma of the very fragrant mienya makes Dara impatient to devour it.


Dara scoops her noodles, then she blows away the hot steam. " Yuufft! Huuuff!" Dara ate it with gourmand. He had forgotten his jealousy and embarrassment just a moment ago.


Ardi smiled at Dara's behavior, he thought, "Just like before. Always be cool and be yourself. There is no pretense. This is what I like about you, Ra."


" Where? Full on?" ask Ardi.


" Thank God, Brother."


" You here, eat like a child. Scrabble everywhere," said Ardi while wiping around Dara's mouth. " Have you imagined? Let's go home. You get in the car first, I'll pay."


" I'm getting to know why so many women are chasing you, brother. Not only in terms of a handsome face, but also your personality is no less pleasant. For the size of a single heir BR group you should not eat in a tent stall like this. But I know not this time. Happy I love you." Dara's inner corner as her lips curved up.


Next day......


At the BR group office, Iqbal and several other secretaries and staff were busy answering calls from reporters.


" Hello, with the BR group," said one of the staff on the caller. " I'm sorry, we refuse to answer this question. Thank you." Thank you."


The other staff answered the phone. " Our Deputy CEO will be clarifying the news soon. Thank you." Thank you."


" Good morning" said the secretary. " It's just a misunderstanding. It didn't happen that way. They're just old friends. Thank you." Thank you."


" I'm sorry, we can't provide any information, because the news content is not appropriate. Thank you." Thank you." Iqbal closed the phone. " It's been over 40 times that I've answered that phone. Huufft." - huufftt." Iqbal exhaled his coarse breath.


Iqbal opened his laptop and found the news on the front page of the search center.


" I think they're too dramatizing. The internet is full of rumors. And the title of the article makes a head shake. ' The romantic capture of a crown prince'. Then what else is this? ' Rina Rosa, the star of the latest film fell to the heir to the throne of BR group'. Really looking for their clickbait," Iqbal murmured.


" Yesterday night at the H hotel in a charity pickle attended by well-known businessmen and artists, there was a very intimate and romantic incident. Newcomer artist Rina Rosa stumbles and falls in the arms of Seno Ardhibrata, who is the sole heir of the BR group. They hugged tightly in front of a crowd." Iqbal read the news in online media. " Wow! Very good news. Even though I wasn't there last night but I'm sure it wasn't really like that."


Drrrt! Drrt! Drrt!


" Iqbal, please go to my room. "pinta Ardi by phone.


" Okay, Sir!" Iqbal went straight to Ardi's room.


" Please call the media and schedule a clarification. I'll wait for news soon."


" Okay, Sir!"


" Why does he care so much about this? Is it because she actually met Rina Rosa outside the hotel show? But judging from his expression he was so calm. Though his privacy was again dug up by the media, "inner Iqbal.


Iqbal executes Ardi's orders directly in front of him. He was busy calling a lot of people to make clarification appointments.


" Sir, the clarification schedule has been confirmed. Tomorrow at 1pm in the lobby of the company building."


" Thank you, Iqbal. Oh yeah, sorry all day you've been answering calls from the media."


" No need to thank you, sir. This has become our duty. And we have also refused to answer their questions as you have commanded, Sir. Do you need anything else, sir?"


" No! Thank ye. I just hope this rumor doesn't reach Dara's ears. Even if he reads or hears it, I hope he doesn't believe it, because all these rumors are false."


" right, Sir. I've understood. May Miss Dara be as expected. If there's nothing else, I'll excuse you, sir. Good day."


" Rina, you are the first one to be blamed if my relationship with Dara falls apart because of this viral news. Watch you!" Ardi clenched both his hands.