
Neska returned to her routine while in Singapore. He goes to college as usual and accidentally meets Rion.
Still remind if they are one University even though they are different majors?
"Does? Back away? How's work?" greet Rion to the girl.
"Oh, yes, it's .. I happen to have signed the contract, really."
Rion smelled a smile now. "So, how?" his question is meaningful.
"Where? How's what?" Neska pretended not to know where the direction of Rion's question, but she had guessed for sure this young man wanted to talk about Cean.
"You met, right?"
Neska nodded. "Why didn't you tell me from the beginning that the job had something to do with Sister Cean?" tanyakanya.
"I just want to surprise you. All you want to know what response Brother Cean when I see you again, even though I can already guess that he must be really cool, right?"
Neska sniffed her shoulders, she did not want to be blatant to Rion, let alone related to her relationship with Cean. I don't know, even though now they are only friends but Neska does not want to be that close to Rion because she also appreciates the feelings of Sheila who has become her best friend and holds the status as Rion's girlfriend now.
"okay lah. I wish you all the best." Rion said goodbye to Neska, she really said, she really wanted to see the two people happy. Neska and Cean, the older brother.
Neska stared at Rion's departure, it seemed that the young man had indeed completely moved on from her. Thankfully, Neska can calmly go through the relationship with Cean, she doesn't need to have any guilt on Rion anymore. Neska was also calm as it meant that Rion was really serious about Sheila. Neska also wished the best for both of them.
...***...
Today Neska's arrival from Indonesia, it was Marko and the team who yesterday came to do a photo session on her.
"Nes, we're here again to see the production process at the main plant. So, today we start shooting again huh."
Neska nodded at Marko's words and she again interacted with the others there.
"Nes, here's your shirt. Try the lightning fittings," Farah said.
Reportedly, they won't be there long because they're just there to follow Marko, so all steal the opportunity to take pictures. The only teams that followed were Zain and Farah. Dewi, Rasti and a few other crew members did not go there because this was also impromptu.
"Okay, we're starting to." Zain took over after Neska was dressed and prepared for her performance by Farah aka Fahri.
"Look here, Nes. Focus, don't think about it anymore." Zain gave instructions.
While Marko noticed everything that was being done in the shooting location.
"Okay, tomorrow we're shooting again, yes, Nes. Coincidentally we doang two days here so we will take a lot of Angke photos because the new product will also be released."
Neska nodded at Marko's words that seemed to be very controlling of his work.
"OK, let's rest" said Zain, who had already gotten several photos of Neska with their new product.
They began to rest, Farah seemed to scan Neska's face to check her make-up. Zain himself scanned the photos on camera while drinking bottled mineral water. Marko was busy calling across the street.
"Due!"
Neska turned to Marko who called out to her.
"Yes, Sir?"
Neska wanted to go to Marko but Farah was polishing her face again. Finally Marko came to the position of the girl.
"Your photos will be in advertisements and magazines in the next few weeks. Before that, we will have a press conference first" Marko said.
"For?" neska Response.
"To announce that you have officially become the Brand Ambassador of our products, Beauty Lovely lotion and handbody."
Neska nodded in understanding.
"Ah one more, before our BA was Jelita Dwinaya. You know, right?"
"Jelita Dwinaya is the fashion model, right, sir?"
Of course Neska knows and often sees Jelita who is a top model. The woman often starred in advertisements and endorsements of beauty products. Jelita also often appears on the glass screen and follows fashion performances from famous designers.
"Well, that one." Marko flicked a finger at Neska. "So, this press conference is not just announcing Jelita's replacement, but also wants to introduce you to the public. Congratulations, from now on you will be the spotlight and spectacle of many people," he added.
"That's it, sir?"
"Why? How can you not be enthusiastic? You don't like being famous?"
Neska flicked her hand. "It's not that, sir. But..." Neska seemed hesitant, because she would actually be uncomfortable if from now on her life would be a matter of concern for many people.
"I hope you can keep the attitude, yes, Nes. Moreover, you will bear and carry the big name of this company." Marko warning Neska.
...***...
"Racid?"
Neska nodded at her phone, and there was a video call between her and Cean. How else, for now they do have to be tied to long distance relationships like this.
"When you're my wife, you don't have to work anymore."
Neska chuckled at the man's words.
"Funny, we've only been dating for a few weeks, but my sister's talk is about getting married." Neska pursed her lips.
Cean laughed. "Yes, how else do you know I'm not a teenager anymore. Where else would I go if I were in a serious relationship? Surely my conversation will be about marriage, Nes."
"Great kebelet, huh?" neska Olok.
Cean grimacing keki. He scratched his nape that was not itchy, looking misbehaved.
"Kebelet, but you are the same, yes" he explained frankly.
Neska was blown up there, coupled with the sound of Cean's laughter which also felt amused by his own speech.
"So you're the other one?" ask Neska.
"Ogah," said Cean without thinking for long.
They throw laughter at each other. Cean watched Neska's happy face. He was happy about it, wanted to feel like he was there, near his girl.
"Oh yes, Brother. Brother Marko said I'll take the press conference."
"Ah, about that..yeah, you have to come because you are already BA right now?"
"Hmm, but I don't know why I feel bad, sister."
"Why?"
"Yes, because I know a lot of people."
"That's your job risk now, isn't it? Or do you want me to put on a mask?" cean Goda.
Neska chuckled again. He was just afraid that all this would affect his personal life which would also become exposed and become public consumption.
"Darling, I know your worries. You should have thought about this risk in the first place when you accepted the contract."
Now Neska frowned. "I can't think, brother. It was the brother who told me to accept and not to refuse the contract."
Cean folded his lips, he remembered during his first meeting with Neska at the office that time. Yes, he did ask Neska to make sure that the girl did not refuse the job. At that time, in Cean's mind just did not want to lose Neska again and did not want Neska to avoid him again, for that he asked Neska to accept his job offer.
"I'm sorry, I should've thought about this risk again that you'd bear, but at that point in my mind just how to keep you from leaving again."
"I know, Brother."
"Do you really know what I meant at that time?"
Neska nodded her head.
"Yes, you don't keep thinking about the risks. What if you think of the wisdom of the press conference," pleaded Cean.
"Mahi? What wisdom, brother?"
"At least, the press conference will make you come to Indonesia again."
This time Neska really felt funny.
"I miss, Nes. Video calls every day aren't enough for me."
"Keep, what does your brother want?" ask Neska.
"I want you to keep going."
"Hahah, kayak koyo dong," sneered Neska.
"Anything, I want to be whatever it is for you."
"It's a dreadlocks, isn't it? Long ago the soul to the playboy-an sister appeared again!"
Cean chuckles. "It's just fitting still playboy I don't pinter words, baby. I told you it's just the same for you."
"I can't believe it" Neska said with a nosy smile.
Cean blinked one eye making Neska even more chuckle.
"Udah ..."
"Why?" cean asked pretended not to understand if Neska was middle because salting was seduced by him.
"I can melt in a gombalin hold," he said.
"If you melt, let me be the cover."
"Ish, it's so crisp," said Neska rolling her eyeballs.
They laughed together because of the absurd conversation.
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