
Two days have passed. Hana is still busy with the script of her new novel that will be released soon, and once a week she will monitor the process of taking the film lifted from one of her novels.
Actually Hana can come to the shooting location every day, but she decided to go there once a week. In his mind it could be that if he came every day, he would continue to meet with Aron.
It's not easy being Hana. Every day should think of a story idea, which he will pour in a writing. Some people always think, sometimes a writer is a human with a high level of Imagination. Though being a writer is not only about imagination, but also about how a writer attracts the emotions of his readers, so it goes into the story. Not to mention the demands of readers who always feel short, if the story presented does not match their expectations.
"Yeahhh, it's finally done too. I had to hand over the manuscript immediately," Hana was seen squirming her body, which had been sitting in front of the computer.
"Hana, your friend Silva came to visit. Quickly out of the room" cried Hana's mother calling.
"Yes ma'am, I'll be out soon."
In the living room, a woman wearing an office shirt was sitting sweetly.
"Silva, wahhh .., you finally came too. I really miss you know, since you are busy with office business, I so no friends to go for a walk and be invited to vent," said Hana who puffed her cheeks.
"You're also busy, so for a week or so we can only communicate through chatting" Silva replied to Hana.
"Hehe, yes too. I was also busy not even having time to think about anything else" Hana replied.
The two seemed like they had not met for years, they were swept away in conversation. Where for a week more that, a lot of things that maybe the two girls want to tell but not delivered.
Hana who began to tell about the incident during not meeting Silva, made Silva look to listen carefully.
"So she meant, you met the wrong guy you dated again?!" Silva was seen putting on his surprised face.
"Huss, lower your voice. Later my father and mother heard, even more embarrassing again the man had met my father and mother Silva. Huaa, how is this," Hana's face looked pouted as she said that, she couldn't help it anymore. Only Silva is the place where he tells stories.
Hana continued her words again.
"Worse still I have to face a man who is hunted by many women, more precisely hunted by the 'Female Tiger' he is Aron Atalla, as well as the successor of the Atalla family company," Hana was whining more about saying that.
"I can't say it's your luck or your misfortune Hana, but how else has it all happened" said Silva who also felt the contents of Hana's heart.
"Yes, this has happened but at least you have a solution for me as a friend" Hana sulked at the friend.
"Oh yeah, I forgot there was actually one more thing I wanted to tell you. You know that guy at the coffee shop back then, who accidentally bumped into us?" Hana asked Silva that.
"I remember he was the man of my dreams? I was hoping to meet her again, and date her" Silva said, blushing in embarrassment.
"Originally you know, that guy turned out to be Aron's subordinate!" Hana said this in a surprised style, as if she did not expect the man in question was Kevin who worked with Aron.
"What's? So you met my dream guy? What's name?" silva said with excitement.
Instead of asking about why the man could meet Hana, Silva immediately asked the man's name.
If I knew this I would rather not tell Silva, he would not have helped but complicate things. Hadeh .. I had to say who he was.
Hana muttered in her heart.
"His name is Kevin, if I see him under Aron's trust. Where there is Aron there must be Kevin," said Hana who also shrugged her shoulders.
"Good then. Just imagine, you could meet Aron who became your date by accident, and you met my prince Kevin. That means it's a stroke of luck" Silva just smiled at himself.
It didn't take long. Hana immediately stood up and left Silva.
"Eh .. Where are you going? We're not done talking yet" Silva said.
"I'd better go drop off my script instead of talking to you. Instead of finding a solution instead of saying it's good luck, you're the same as my mom and dad. Huh! annoyingly," Hana put on her upset face, and returned to her room.
While the Silva he left alone in the living room just fell silent, a little surprised by the nature of Hana.
"If I'm just saying this is luck, is there something wrong? Ah, what's important right now is that I know who my role is. Kevin I came," Silva spoke to himself and thought of his world of hallucinations.
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