Trapped in the First Kiss.
1. Matchmaking.
In everyone's view, Intan is the luckiest girl to be an idol at a very young age. He was also born into a very beautiful family. Both her parents were officials in the city where she was born and raised. And she is the only girl, also the youngest of three brothers. Intan has two brothers who are married and have their own business.
"Darling, in two days you and Radit will be engaged. You should take a leave of absence, so you can prepare yourself" said Wulan Mother Intan, when her daughter entered the house that night.
"What the hell would Ma be prepared for?" ask Intan back and keep stepping towards the stairs.
"Hmmm, your son Pa, it can't be set. And she had not been able to accept this match, either" Wulan began to complain to her husband.
"Already Ma. Don't be dizzy. Want and don't want to, she has to accept this matchmaking," Rahardian said as she continued to enjoy some pieces of fruit on the family room table.
'Don't expect me to accept an arranged marriage with that bastard, even if only in a dream. I have to figure out a way to derail everything." Intan who was momentarily silent as she climbed the stairs, could only speak inwardly.
He who was eavesdropping on the conversation of his parents, started to think hard. He hurried up the stairs to his room. And not for how long did he come back out with a very attractive appearance. Whatever she wears always looks perfect. Because in addition to being beautiful, she also has a body shape that is so tempting.
"Darling, where are you going? What time is it? " asked Wulan with a look of finding out.
"I want to attend Ma's friend's event. All of you ask for a few days leave with the producer who was also present there," replied Intan and immediately shook his parents' hands, then went among private drivers.
It turns out that Intan attended the birthday event of one of the artist's colleagues who was quite close to him. He came without anyone's company. Unlike the other colleagues, come with their respective partners. The presence of Intan immediately seized the attention of everyone. But there are some of them who do not seem to like the presence of Intan.
"Oh my God, Beb, you are so beautiful" said Melisa, a fellow artist who has a birthday.
"You are more beautiful. Your appearance is like a royal princess." Intan even praised Melisa's beauty.
"Thank you so much you've praised me. There's a drink there. If you're thirsty you can drink right away" exclaimed Melisa with a strange-looking smile.
"Yes, if I go there." Intan passed away and joined the others.
"Based on hypocritical women, she always praised me. Padaha at heart, he must have underestimated everyone including me." Melisa spoke with a cynical look towards Intan, and some of her other friends also made a sound.
"Without her hospitality, she was a very cunning woman. I used to be in a relationship with Radit. And you know that, right? But our relationship ended because Radit was betrothed to him. I'm sure he asked to be betrothed to Radit, let his name soar. Rightly, Radit is the son of a businessman," said Rita, one of the artists who has always been a figurehead. She is Radit's ex-lover, the man Intan is betrothed to.
At exactly 10:30 p.m., Intan left Melisa's birthday party. He stared at the road past the car glass that was accidentally opened, while continuing to think of a way out of the problem he was facing. And not for how long his attention was on a man, who was handing out food boxes to some scavengers, who were picking up second-hand goods beside the road.
Arriving home, Intan immediately stepped towards his room. The atmosphere of the house was so quiet, because everyone had already rested. After changing clothes, he went up to the bed and laid his body. The shadowy shadow of the man on the street was present in his memory. And at that time he again remembered the incident a few years ago, which made his hair goosebumps instantly.
"It looks like the man is a member of the police force. So no one dared to attack him" he said and began to close his eyes.
In the middle of the night so late. Seen a car entering the yard of a magnificent house like a star hotel. A man dressed in security rushed to open the car door. Looks like the person in the car is his master.
"Good night Den," said the man slightly bowing in salute, to the handsome, burly man, who had just stepped out of the car.
"Good night" the handsome man replied and immediately passed away.
"Hmmm, facing Den Richard, seemed to be in the middle of a snow mound. The cold is for mercy" said Mr. Mamat, a man in a security uniform.
"Richard, you just got home?" asked Michael, a man of English descent, who was none other than Richard's father.
"Yes Pi. I want to go straight to the room" he answered without looking back at his father.
"Don't forget, we're two days away from Radit's engagement. His parents invited us." Michael reminded his son of the invitation of his family and his great enemy.
"I can't promise Pi. You see, there's a lot of work in the company that needs to be done" Richard answered and continued to leave his father in the living room.
There was nothing lacking in that house. Access to go upstairs is not only through the stairs, but also through the elevator. Everyone wants to live that luxurious life. Not with Richard. He didn't even feel right inside the house. He was always cold when dealing with his father. All this happened because he was so disappointed in his father, who preferred his stepmother, as well as his two half-sisters.
The day that awaited the extended family of Intan and Radit arrived. All the guests present at a star-rated hotel are very enthusiastic, wanting to see a beautiful and famous artist who is none other than Intan. The reporters were getting ready to look for news material, which is being awaited by many people from various circles. Dressed in a black dress by a famous designer, Intan stepped towards the place where Radit was in the arms of his parents.
Everyone immediately clapped their hands to accompany Intan's footsteps. He also tried to smile even though his heart and mind were increasingly chaotic, realizing he could not do anything to be free from the matchmaking. While Radit, who was getting ready to hold a jewelry box, continued to look at him without batting an eye. Slowly Radit stuck out his hand but was ignored by Intan. The beautiful woman was even more focused on paying attention to her steps.
