Throw Your Ex In His Place !
Ep.66s
Dara is sitting in front of her dresser right now. He compressed his eye bag with a spoon he had refrigerated in the refrigerator. Last night because of her displeasure, she couldn't sleep well. So he had to do the treatment on the bags under his eyes.
In his makeup, he added a little conceller under his eyes to disguise the color of his eye bags.
" Ok! It's done." Dara closed the lipcream she had just finished putting on her lips. " Now just wait for an invitation from Iqbal," continued Dara.
After putting the phone in her tote bag, Dara came out of her room. Down the stairs and joined his parents and also mba April who was feeding baby El.
" Hey, handsome auntie's niece," Dara said to baby El as she pinched her cheeks.
" Hey is also a pretty aunt," replied April imitating the voice of a child.
Baby El just laughed and banged his dinner table with both hands.
" Want breakfast, baby?" ask Mama Tika.
" No need, Mah. Later," reject Dara.
" What time will Iqbal pick you up?" ask Papa Malik.
" About the most, Pah. The press conference will be at 8" Dara replied.
" Be careful, dear, journalists sometimes like to twist words just to look for sensational news. You just leave it all the same Ardi, let him answer all the questions from them. Because Ardi must know how to deal with the newsmakers" explained Papa Malik.
" Yes, Pah. I won't say a word if Ardi's brother hasn't given me permission."
" Ok! Papa believes in you."
The yogi came from the back of the house to announce Iqbal's arrival.
" I'm sorry, neng Dara. That's the invitation already coming," said Mr. Yogi with a slight bow.
" Okay, Mr. Yogi, thank you, yes" said Dara.
" Yuk, papa anter ahead. All of you want to leave, too" said Papa Malik after his breakfast.
Dara was escorted by her parents to meet Iqbal who was waiting for her at the door.
" Good morning, Mr. Malik and Malik's mother" Iqbal said.
" Good morning, have you picked up Dara yet?" ask Papa Malik.
" Yes, Sir. The show will start soon."
" Well, be careful driving it. No need to speed it."
" Ready, sir."
" Pah, Mah, I'm leaving first." Dara said goodbye while kissing both backs of her parents' hands.
" Be careful, baby," said Mama Tika.
" I'll excuse you, sir, Mom," Iqbal said goodbye.
Iqbal opened the door for Dara, then the wheels of the car began to spin leaving the residence of Mr. Malik.
Dara arrived at the BR group headquarters in less than 30 minutes. They did not use the main lobby to enter the building, because there was already filled by the news hunters.
" Ok!" answer Dara briefly.
" Miss, please," Iqbal opened the door. " Mr. Ardi is waiting for us in his room."
Dara walked behind Iqbal, then they were accompanied by two people in black clothes who had been waiting for him in front of the elevator door.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
" Sir, Miss Dara has come" said Iqbal from behind the door.
" Login!" answered Ardi from inside his room.
Chequek! Dara and Iqbal entered the room, while two men in black suits waited at the door.
" We'll be down in a moment" said Ardi, who continued to shake his pen on paper. " I'll finish my little work for a second. You sit down first."
Without saying a word, Dara slammed her butt into the sofa.
" Bal, how's the preparation downstairs?" ask Ardi while closing the file map in front of his desk.
" Prepare is all done, sir. Security is also ready. Mr. Bambang has scattered all his people throughout this building."
" Ok! I don't want any mistakes. Let's go downstairs." Ardi got up from his chair, extended his hand to Dara.
These two lovebirds joined hands during the press conference.
Czechoslovakia! Czechoslovakia! Czechoslovakia! Camera blitz was strewn everywhere as Dara and Ardi entered the room.
Dara stopped her steps. He covered his eyes with one of his arms. He felt uncomfortable with the flash of a blitz, so dazzling to him.
Ardi who knew there was discomfort with Dara, he grasped more tightly the hand of his future wife. " It's okay, I'm here with you."
Dara answered with a nod with a smile.
They walked again towards the prepared stage. A long table with several chairs was prepared there. On top of the long table lay several mic with their respective logos.
" Pity, deputy Ceo, hasn't he just been in these weeks? But now on the internet is filled with rumors that he is a striped nose, even though his face is very handsome, yes" said one of the reporters.
" It's not a rumor, it's a reality. The proof is now that he's holding another woman. It can be guessed. He must have used that handsome face to ensnare women" another journalist said.
" Maybe Ceo's deputy has a relationship with Rina Rosa. If there is nothing, why did this rumor come up? Then where did the photos come from" another journalist chanted.
" Relax! Please calm down!" Iqbal uses a mic. " Good morning and thank you for your presence. Today Mr. Ardi, our Ceo representative will provide clarification on the news circulating in the community."
Ardi took the mic Iqbal gave him, "Journalists, I am Seno Ardibratha. New representative Ceo BR group. I invite all of you here because I want to clarify the rumors that have been spread on the internet."
" Seno sir, do you really have a special relationship with the new movie star? And is it true that on the night of the charity event at hotel H, you hugged Rina Rosa for seducing her?" ask one of the reporters.
" Right, that night I hugged Rina Rosa. But not to seduce him, but rather reflex movements because he would fall because his legs slipped. If there is a video that is not a photo, then you will see it clearly" replied Ardi.
" We have information that Mr. Seno deliberately approached Rina Rosa because he wanted to knit back the love story that ever existed. Is that right, sir?" ask the other reporters.
" Where's that information?" ardi's voice was a bit high. " I don't want to knit love with anyone's woman. Except. with the woman next to me now."
Ardi threw his smile at Dara, and vice versa. A pair of lovers who were looking lovingly immortalized by the camera of the reporters.
