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104. Jakarta is still day 2

...My journey of life brought me back...

...on the turbulent sea...

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I prepared myself as much as possible. Last afternoon I went back to the salon again and tonight, spending longer on make-up, I used a knee-length dress and a kettle. Just relax more.

Dion didn't give me a chance to grieve, he picked me up before seven in the parking lot. Gossip accounts still preach with assumptions from netizens.

One photo with a lot of wild imagination develops.It turns out people can judge easily.

"Actually if in our place at least 10 minutes have arrived, Nggrek but now it has just arrived an hour," grumbled Dion.

"Yes, aheemm.. uhuk," hoarse my voice from crying for a long time this afternoon.

"You broke your heart three times and went viral again, Nggrek. Good thing your face is not visible, all comments are on who the girl on my shoulder is," said Dion with a grin.

"Anga isn't angry anymore?" ask me because Dion's face wasn't as sweet as it was this afternoon.

"No, he said it was over and it wasn't intentional. Later also subsided, I've clarified in the story. Where on the scooter comment again, less famous Celebrities,"

"Haha, Patience later will also hit the film boom," I said as I opened the car door. I don't know whose car Dion used. I don't want to think about it anymore because the meeting with the idol of so many years will happen.

We walked with Dion, a couple of pairs of eyes glancing towards me and him. Dion is handsome, he's even more attractive than Bian and Kenzo. The star aura naturally existed within Dion.

"The table's the corner, Nggrek. That's the one who's looking down while he's on his cell phone and wearing a hat, Arga,"

My legs feel limp, after all these years I confessed to his online girlfriend. Miracles in modern times occur, Meet with Arga Danurmaya.

"Arga, your fans are coming," Dion's remark diverted Arga's attention from the phone.

He raised his head, A pair of hazelnut brown eyes looked at me. A friendly smile was engraved on his handsome face. Arga is much more handsome than the photo, I'm fascinated. Dion had to push me to sit down.

The table that Arga chose in the corner of the coffee shop attached to the wall. My position is next to the wall, facing Arga. Dion is next to Arga.

"This afternoon incident was just a small incident huh Orchid?" asked Arga, He looked at me. Make a mistake.

"Yes, Arga," I replied, I can barely say much. Only able to look with charm, As long as Arga told me I chimed in. He was good at bringing the stiff atmosphere to a liquid.

I didn't even touch her happy food and drink. My eyes stared fixedly at the beautiful creation of God before my eyes. Dion repeatedly called for attention.

My gaze was interrupted when there were palms descending up in front of my face, Reflex I turned with an incredulous expression Bian was sitting next to me.

"Our executive producer is here. You want me to introduce you, Nggrek?" asked Arga with a wry smile.

I looked at Dion asking for an answer but he pretended to be busy with his juice instead. Why is Bian here?

"Eh I'll unplug it first, you guys go on!" said Arga while patting Dion on the shoulder.

"Grand, we say yes" Dion stared at me. He's in a forward position, backwards the same.

"My friend is very good, Nggrek. You're safe with him, we go first yeah" Arga patted Bian on the shoulder. I just watched them both move away.

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"Sister, are you here?" my protest because this meeting was beyond my expectations.

"You don't like me here? I got word this afternoon about your relationship. So I booked the ticket. This is from the airport, I only carry clothes on the body. You can ask me why I'm here,"

"Not that but why are you here?"

"Already described earlier, Orchid. Last afternoon Cleo showed me the news on the gossip account, I can tell it was you, Nggrek. I called Arga for an explanation. He then found out with you and Dion,"

I turned my face away, Why do we form interlocking knits like this.

"When Dion said his friend who is a big fan of Arga wanted to join the shoot named Orchid. He deliberately wanted to tease me, Arga knew I was willing to go to your city for your sake, Nggrek. Eh instead you want to meet him in Jakarta, the plan when you finished meeting Arga just reported but the incident this afternoon turned the plan," explained Bian.

"You okay, Nggrek? eat first yuk, From earlier you looked at Arga. Until I realized I was coming. What good is Arga? am I not as handsome as him?" bian cecar.

"Yes I ate first yes, sister" I answered avoiding the embarrassment of being caught staring at Arga endlessly. Bian watched me eat making a jerk.

"Aren't you eating, brother?"

"No, I had a meal at the airport earlier,"

"Yes, Brother,"

After eating, I got ready to go home and ordered a taxi online.

"I can drive you, Nggrek!"

"No, I'm taking an online taxi,"

"Not late. I asked Arga to bring my car. He's coming home with Dion,"

Bian pulled my hand, I tried to brush him off but he got tighter and tighter. We headed for the parking lot, headed for the sports car in bright colors. And it turned out to be Bian's car, for the first time I rode a luxury car.

I don't talk much either Bian. Cars drove through the streets of the capital.

"Sister, do you know which hotel I'm staying at? not all this time, you know the journey," I just realized we're going the wrong way. Jakarta is not my city, I am blind by the road here.

"I don't know, you won't tell me,"

"Yahahh!! Behind my brother, it's not this,"

"Yaaa is done, Nggrek. It's coming,"

"To where?"

"My family home, you go there. Tomorrow we meet my family," replied Bian who made my heart want to be dislodged.

"No brother, turn brother. Take me home! I panicked and pulled his arm. He did it intentionally. We entered a luxurious housing lined up neatly.

I remember one of the youtuber channels who likes to review the luxurious homes of the celebrities of this country. Now I will be in one of the mansions we passed.

Bian took my hand from his arm. Grasping her tightly, she knew I was panicking because my palms were cold. We have entered the gate of one of the houses.

"Sister, I'll see you tomorrow. Don't stay in your house. I didn't bring a change of clothes, Yeah, not tonight" I told Bian.

"No, tomorrow I know you're going home, you're going to lie to me" Bian said.

He can read my mind, reluctance to meet his family.

"Sister, I'm a woman who seems less worthy to stay at another man's house even though it's his family's house,"

"You're staying at Tasya's house tonight, her parents are abroad,"

"What!"

Didn't I always say being with Bian was always tumultuous. How many hours has my heart been beating fast. The car seems to have stopped.

"That's Tasya, I've told him. You're gonna pinch Tasya's clothes, yeah,"

I got out of the car with a row of fancy cars. At the end of the row looked a tall girl, long brown hair, white like marble. With a knee-length skirt and a tee shirt, Beauty still radiates. She smiled like a Disney princess.

"You're a badass, brother. I'm not ready,"

"When are you ready? you are always unprepared for me when you still love me. So I'm always going to prepare you, Orchid,"

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Sunday morning, Aisssh decking up huh. 😁😁