I thought You were Love
My Image Remains Bad

Keenan and Nana are increasingly preoccupied with their wedding preparation schedule. Starting from prewedding photos, wedding dress fittings and even sample catering. Everything is done in between work hours or when you go home from work.

Like tonight, it's almost midnight and they've just done a prewedding photo. Shoot photos before use to design invitations and other attributes. “Hahh,” said Nana while leaning her body on the sofa. He closed his eyes because he was so tired.

“Come quickly change, I'll drive home.”

Nana opened her eyes and sat down. “Pak Keenan, anyway want the results of this photo good or I don't want to repeat the scene for the photo yes. Capek tau,” complained Nana.

Keenan just kept quiet, actually not only Nana who felt tired herself was the same. But Nana complained as if she was the only one who was tormented. “Change clothes or I stay home!”

Nana clucked, “Why the hell are you so happy to keep threatening? Is my face as desperate as it is until the seneng tuh seneng really torture me.”

“Iya. Now quickly change clothes,” said Keenan while furious.

Now both are in the car, of course with Keenan's private driver. As his schedule grew more congested, Keenan ended up using a private driver. “No need to stop by yes, it is late at night,” said Nana when the car that delivered her had stopped in front of the gate of Janu Arsana residence.

“Why not arrive in aja, you are not afraid?”

“Aging with Mr. Keenan even made me afraid. Relax, be safe.” Keenan and Nana will go through the preparation period of their marriage with more weight because there are other things that are ready to disturb the calm.

...***...

“Keenan, Keenan,” call Kayla while knocking on Keenan's room door.

“Why the hell Mah? It's still night,” said Kyra who came out of the room because she was disturbed by Kayla who made a row even though it was still very early.

“Whatever night, you see there out. All of you are not your phone, Mamah wait for you and Keenan under.”

Kyra clucked and went back into her room. Opening the phone at the order of the Queen Mother, Kyra widened her eyes to see news notifications and some news headlines that discussed about Keenan and his future wife.

luxury Hotel CEO Trapped in Love with Office Girl

Known Kalem and Bersahaja, It Turns Out the Successor of Two Season Likes Young Leaves

Could Two Seasons Undergo Prostitution Process, If Its CEO Is Involved In The Activity.

Office Girl With Dual Profession As Comforter Woman in Two Season.

A wide variety of news titles that create emotion and anger. Keenan and Kyra had already gathered with Kayla and the Eagle.  Keenan who focused on his tablet read a lot of news about him and most of it was wrong.

Even in the group chat the employees circulated a photo of Nana accompanied by Keenan standing next to Nana's car and a photo of Nana already in the car. With caption, “Special employees, working from below and already getting luxury facilities.” What is meant by the caption is Nana and her luxury car is allegedly obtained from Keenan.

“Well contact Nana, don't let her come to work today,” Eagle said.

Keenan immediately contacted Nana. “Halo,” answers at the end of the phone.  “What the heck Mr. Keenan early in the morning has called. I'm still working, or Mr Keenan kangen huh? Cie who misses,” said Nana again. Keenan just clucked at what Nana said.

“Where are you?”

“Seeing you,” answered Nana while chuckling.

“Nana, I'm serious.”

“Pak Keenan did scream anyway. I'm at the hotel, this is already in Mr. Keenan's room. Take it easy, I have made the room clean.”

“OK, you stay there. No need to go out, wait until I come.”

“Ih, what the hell is it, sir. If dipesenin so I even curious to come out to know. Don't-don't everyone in the entire building has turned into zombies yes,” said Nana.

“Where?” ask Kayla.

“There is a hotel, I'm leaving now.”

...***...

Already many reporters were in the Two Season area. On the way Keenan contacted Jeff to overcome the journalists who sought information related to the truth of the news about him who was headline news in some news also looking for the ringleader behind this incident.

“Safe the situation, do not let the guests feel disturbed by the arrival of journalists and also dispose of journalists well. Do not let them even add news that is not-no,” Keenan said to some of his subordinates who were waiting for Keenan's arrival.

Keenan rushed towards his study. “Shitt, where is he?” not finding Nana inside, Keenan tries to contact Nana but nil. He even contacted Maria, who Maria knew was responsible for some of the rooms on the floor.

Keenan hurried out of his study. The secretaries greeted him again as he passed by.

“It seems very worried yes the same OG, until running around so,” said one secretary. Keenan who had heard it, turned his head and approached.

“You guys saw Nana? Where did he go?” Flowers and his colleagues looked at each other, some answered not knowing there was also someone who was twisting his shoulders.

“Do what seek him sir, make the image of our Hotel ugly,” said Bunga.

“This is my family hotel not your hotel. You better tell me where Nana is or I'll prove it to the CCTVs if you know where she's going but heed me. Get ready for you guys I'm mutating or I'm firing.” The new Keenan will step away when one holds him.

“We only see Nana in that direction.” Show me at the emergency door.

Keenan went to the door. Weighing will go up to the next floor or down. Choose to go up to the next floor and see the balcony door on the eighth floor is not tightly closed. Keenan was suspicious and went out through the door.

Sayup-sayup she heard sobs. Keenan looked for the direction of the voice and found Nana sitting with her face buried on both knees.

“Nana,” call Keenan.

Nana raised her face. “Pak Keenan, I am not a prostitute*r. It's my fault that being careless puts us in this situation. Sorry if the image of Pak Keenan Hotel becomes bad, Mr. Keenan can fire me.”

Keenan sighed, then sat down beside Nana. “That's not the case now. Next time if I give an order for your good, don't ignore.” Keenan pulled out his phone, there was a phone call.

Nana doesn't understand what Keenan is talking about either. Long enough both of them were in that place, the weather was getting hotter because it was already noon. Nana even fell asleep with her head resting on Keenan's shoulder.

[News has already launched] Incoming messages on Keenan's phone.

There are news notifications where breaking information and news that corner Nana.

Janela Arsana, Son-in-law of the Sanjaya Family Works as an Office Girl in Two Seasons

Without a Family Name, Janela Arsana Proves She Can Work Well Even From Zero

Two Seasons Will Order Arsana Corp.

“Hey, wake up.” Keenan patted Nana's cheek. “Janela, wakeup. I'll drive you home.”

“Hm, hold on Mom. Mr. Keenan again good, usually ‘kan nyebelin,” said Nana still with closed eyes.

“Even in a dream, my image remains bad."

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