I thought You were Love
Drama Once

Nana is in Keenan's arms. Inside the elevator that brought them down, accompanied by several security officers including Jeff. “No need to strain, if you are afraid of journalists so be suspicious.”

“I'm not afraid Sir, Just grogi.”

“Almost arrived, Sir,” Jeff said. The elevator door opened, Nana seemed to catch her breath. Keenan who turned his head then tightened the embrace on the girl's shoulder. Walking accompanied by several security officers, until in the lobby they were raided by news hunters.

Sensed by Keenan, Nana's embrace tightened on his arm. Questions were coming out of the mouths of news hunters. The security guards and the ones protecting Keenan and Nana from the crowd tried to prevent the reporters from getting on Keenan and Nana.

“Give way.”

“Side first, later there will be press conference.”

Finally, after getting out of the lobby door. The car was ready in front, Nana rushed in followed by Keenan. The car finally leaves the Two Season area, Nana crying in Keenan's arms. Keenan lets Nana let go of her emotions, she just rubbed Nana's back. Their destination is the residence of Malik, the older brother of Mommy Nana.

Janu's own residence is also crowded by news hunters. “It's done?” ask Keenan.

Nana nodded her head while rubbing her wet face. “You're ugly if you cry, next time don't cry anymore.” Nana hits Keenan's thigh, the man complains because of Nana's hand.

“Why were you on the balcony?” ask Keenan. Nana recounts what happened before Keenan found her.

After Nana receives a phone call from Keenan, Nana gets bored in Keenan's room. He went to the pantry and passed the secretary's desk.

“Oh this one he said young leaves trapping CEO.”

“Strapped prostitution case, really make ugly hotel name aja.”

“Indeed looks like a comfort woman anyway, the calm-kalem washed away,” timpal Flowers make the atmosphere hotter.

Nana stared in wonder at Bunga and his comrades who were talking and calling themselves assortments. “What do you mean?”

“Halah, basic jal*ng. Your news is again crowded, even in group chat also you become a discussion. The evidence is clear that you really are like a mistress. Luxury living due to ngang_kang.”

Nana's two clenched hands earned such a humiliation. His eyes were heating up and condensing, his nose was already blooming withstanding resentment. “I'm not like that. You'll regret knowing who I really am. Quickly apologize and I won't make a fuss about this,” shouted Nana.

Flowers laughed, as did some of his colleagues.

“Hey, I think this has gone too far. News business so that the PR part that finishes us does not have to interfere,” said one of Bunga's colleagues while staring at Nana who was holding back upset.

“Halahh, indeed this woman must be taught a lesson.” The flower took a glass over her desk and splashed the contents of the glass on Nana's face. “Rasain, really sprain I see lo style. Mr. Keenan has no lyrics but lo...”

“Stop!” scream Nana.

Keenan sighed hearing Nana's story. The car carrying the two of them had already entered Malik's residence. The owners of the house themselves, Malik and Dea were already standing waiting for Nana to get out of the car.

“Om Malik,” whining Nana then slumped into the arms of Malik and moved to hug Dea wife Malik. Tangis Nana back spilled, “Have we entered first,” invite Dea to Nana. Malik invited Keenan in.

Keenan and Malik sat facing each other, while Keenan's driver stayed outside. “It looks like revealing Janela's identity is quite effective.” Keenan just nodded his head.

“Janela will stay a while here, Janu's residence is also already a lot of reporters.”

After speaking, Keenan finally returned to the hotel. “If you want to meet Nana, come here. She needs you too.” Keenan just agreed, he immediately went home because Nana was in the room accompanied by Malik's wife.

Keenan's back at the hotel. Just stop and look at the secretaries who were pricked when they saw Keenan. “Good day, Sir.”

Seen a face of fear because the identity of who Nana has been crowded in the news. No one would have thought that the office girl they had run over was the heir to Arsana Corp. It was fitting that Nana confidently shouted so that everyone would apologize to her.

“Pak, forgive us.”

“Only Janela herself can forgive, I will not ban her if you are reported with hate speech and unpleasant deeds.”

Flowers and colleagues looked at each other. “Pak please us” Keenan choose to hurry to his study.

Brakes.

Close the door violently. Not long after, Jeff was present in the room, conveying the things that had been passed.

Keenan and Jeff refocus on work until nightfall. “It looks like today is enough, I have to go home.”

“Good Sir. I'll call the driver to get ready. Good night and good rest Mr. Keenan,” said Jeff who was replied with a nod of the head by Keenan.

The residence of Eagles Sanjaya is not too crowded by journalists although there are still some waiting in front of the gate. The eagle had given a statement but it was not enough to quell the thirst for information and asked further about Janela and Keenan.

“Keenan, how is Nana's condition?” kayla asked when she saw Keenan.

“Bad, pretended to be firm the edges cry too. I delivered it to Om Malik's house.” The eagle just nodded his head.

“Kak, cool was the action. Similar to the Korean drama scene, the CEO protects his girlfriend from news hunters,” said Kyra then chuckled. “Your story is drama once anyway,” Kyra led. 

\=\=\=\= hoho don't laugh Kyra, your story will also be full of drama.