Virally

98. He's too brave

...The fierce storm in the sea also came from the calm sea....

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H-2

Sunday morning, I stopped by the boutique and met Natasha. Tania hasn't been to work yet, of course, Honeymoon dong newlyweds.

"Grand, eat first yuk. I was in a hurry to get out my baby's still sleeping,"

"Where is breakfast?"

"Chicken's grazing porridge in the square,"

We drove with Natasha's car, along the way a lot of things we told her. Including Kenzo's family proposal.

"So the Kenzo family proposed to you?" ask Natasha hysterically.

"His family hasn't applied for a new personal application, Nat," I replied. Looks like Natasha is a little out of focus with my explanation.

"Kenzo is handsome, I just found out Ken's aunt Melinda's son. While consulting there and meeting Kenzo. Your party will be crowded, Nggrek. Their families are widely known in our society" Natasha explained at length.

I frowned, Somehow I rarely thought about this. My assessment of Ken is just his personal.

Natasha's car entered the parking lot of a chicken gruel kumping stall. Sunday morning was crowded with visitors. The green zone of our area makes activity more lax.

"Who is your MUA, Nggrek? and the kebaya application is ready?" Natasha wrote the menu and I ordered the same with Natasha.

The girl's eyes fiddled as I shook her head "Jeez, Orchid. You haven't prepared anything yet?"

"I'm mentally prepared first, Nat,"

"Ckckckck, you're just using my designer. He's in Jakarta, can order quickly at a higher cost but the design can't be complicated if you want faster,"

"Distant from Nat, isn't anyone here?" ask me. Objecting to Natasha's suggestion because the work is not yet complete.

"There is but I'm charging an appointment, when can you meet Miss Tari? our fabric supplier in Jakarta. I've got designers who can design for our boutique, too,"

"Oh my goodness, Nat. I forget... I'm sorry, In the near future I'm working on it" I said guiltily to Natasha.

"You've sewed your kebaya at my place yesterday, the address is not far from Tari's mom,"

"Well, Nat will be done soon," I replied, reassuring Natasha. A wide smile decorates her natural beauty.

"Your social media is in Kira's hands?" Natasha asked while taking her phone.

"Yes, Busy reinforces the business of being a PT and the preparation of the restaurant takes my time. So I leave it to Kira for a while. What's wrong?"

"Look at our friend's dong" Natasha showed us a mobile phone screen, Dion Andreas's social media account. A few feeds on social media made me spontaneously squeal. A few eyes turned towards us.

"Gosh he's with Arga Danurmaya," I shut my mouth in disbelief. The photo of Dion and Arga's familiarity is clearly displayed.

My hand immediately grabbed the phone "I have to call Dion,"

How many times the joint is not lifted. On the final tone of the call a typical carefree voice of Dion was heard.

"Morning, Orchid. Tumben called me!"

"Dion, congratulations you have the latest movie promo. Dion's been filming with Arga, right?"

"It's an orchid with your idol,"

"Dion if you relax with him again, video call dong,"

"Dare not, Nggrek video call same you,"

"Not arrogant Nggrek buti...."

"But what?"

"I was scared to kick in with our executive producer when he called you, Haha,"

A moment later I was silent. Just a minute ago I felt Dion change. There is no call 'former most beautiful and prospective biniku'.

I just realized their executive producer is Bian. Dion already knew this and he hesitated to make that silly call.

"Flowout.. Orchid, you still there?"

"Yes Dion, Oh yeah it's okay if you can't video call. How many days I will be going to Jakarta. Can't follow you filming,"

"Let's say yes to this!"

"Okay, Dion. Uh Natasha can talk to him, right?"

"Where is my beloved young mama, Here,"

I handed the phone to the impatient Natasha. Their conversation was more intimate and many times Natasha laughed at Dion's silly story.

Dion was so stiff with me but still behaved normally with Natasha. I had to persuade Dion to meet Arga.

All day I spent in the boutique, seeing the development of online sales traffic. Making plans in the future. After Miepa's departure, the follow-up project was to work on boutique products with Natasha.

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H-1

Monday morning, I only had instant noodle breakfast and sachet coffee. Together with the committee team, we have arrived at the restaurant to do the inspection.

Electricity, the arrangement of the room, the stock of groceries and all the things that support the implementation of tomorrow morning. Nando's been calling local reporters for coverage.

It was not the day before noon when Kenzo suddenly arrived. If Ken picked up yesterday in the parking lot this time he went straight into the restaurant. Nando tells Kenzo's arrival.

"Darling, you didn't call me first?" greet me cheerfully. My mood is in good shape because the preparations for the event are 99 percent complete.

"Already," replied Ken while showing a mobile phone screen that displays, 20 missed calls. I wavered and realized my bag was placed in an indoor desk drawer.

"Sorry baby, don't hold the phone, you're not angry, are you?" please this time. Trying to soften Kenzo's heart.

"Yes it's okay. I get it, you've eaten yet?" ask Ken, when I shake. He smiled and added "Lunch first yuk," Ken asked. He likes to take me to eat.

I picked up the bag and immediately followed Kenzo. We arrived at Ken's restaurant which was inside a shopping mall. Not far from the fountain, where Natasha and I met Kenzo. When he told me about Adi and Cahya.

Unlike usual Kenzo chose food delivered in his room. I scan Kenzo's white domination room, he's using white furniture with a bit of wood and black ornaments.

A layer of wood that covers the wall behind the workbench. Making the room not too monotonous, plus a brightly colored painting spot into a Kenzo room spot. I'm a little worried about dirtying Kenzo's plain white sofa, when I eat later.

Ken put the phone on the table. He came up to me on the sofa, sitting close together, his hands slipping between the sofa and the waist. He half hugged me.

"Grand, we went out of town yesterday. My friend liked your chicken noodles, so we stopped by Miepa's outlet. At first I thought Mr. Rudi who welcomed us was the outlet owner and I just found out. They work for Bian, your ex is your partner" said Kenzo, He docked.

"Yes, Ken is our partner. Everything was out of my knowledge because of Cleo, Assistant Bian who arranged," I obviously resigned, I don't know what to do at this time.

"Cleo's? I haven't seen him in a long time. He's Bian's assistant?" asked Kenzo, I nodded. Kenzo gently stroked my hair. He tidied up the haircut and passed a part of the hair to my ear.

"You'll be my wife, Nggrek. I'll deal with Bian, he's too brave to enter my territory" whispered Ken "He should know, I don't like mine being disturbed!"

This time I chose silence, not wanting to further ignite Kenzo's emotions. Although his intonation was slow and whispered, Ken's reddened white face was enough to tell me that he was angry.

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