Not Just a Dream
What an astounding fact

The debate gets tougher. Melinda did not expect Renata to dare slap her cheek. Shame in public. From the look of his eyes saw that there was an unstoppable anger making Melinda faintly. However, he was not a coward who gave up easily, for him it was a huge humiliation. 

"Basic you __" 

Melinda raised her one hand, intending to avenge Renata. But swiftly the girl caught it and lowered it slowly. 

"Your hands are too dirty to touch my cheeks, even if you say I'm trash. In fact, Mas Bagas loves me, not you." Pointing at Melinda's face.

"Now Move! Or I have grandfather's bodyguard drag you from here" Renata threatened. His patience is over. There was no mercy for Melinda who kept her way. 

Laughing cynically, still not believing in Renata's power. "Bodyguard, are you dreaming?" Melinda scoffed, her eyes turned to the left right staring at the few people who were spectators. His brain is traveling in search of a way to take Renata down in another way. 

"You hear! He said he had a bodyguard. Uh, if dreams aren't in the morning blind, it's not time for bed."

Renata closed his eyes. Melinda was really testing her dwindling patience. 

Renata waved her hand towards the two men wearing black clothes with matching glasses. His burly body made everyone shiver. 

"You guys here are assigned to look after who?" rerata asked the two men who were now staring in front of him. 

"To look after Miss Renata," he replied in unison. His eyes looked at Melinda with a sharp gaze and were ready to carry out any orders from the master. 

"Now you all should know." Appoint some people in turn. It's time for Renata to prove to everyone who she is today who is real and who dreams and is power-mad. 

"He's his former fiancee in Ankara Bagas." Holding Melinda's shoulders from behind. "Because Bagas was broke, he left him and looked for a richer man." Renata turned to sculpt in front of Melinda again, until the two looked at each other. "Do you know who I am?"

There was no answer, Melinda could only hear Renata's serious words. 

"I am Liam Nicholas' grandson." Just hearing her name alone Melinda's entire organs felt stiff, her blood seemed to freeze, cold sweat began to pour through her pores. As a model who has explored several countries, the name is very familiar to Melinda's ears.

"You know for sure who he is. So, don't try to fight me if you don't want to deal with them." Renata stood in the middle of the bodyguard. 

Melinda could only look down, bemoaning the embarrassment that began to gnaw at her face at this moment. Really, this incident was beyond her expectations. 

After making sure there was no resistance, Renata walked out of the place along with her two bodyguards. People were scattered again leaving Melinda who was still pecking on the spot. 

From behind, Bagas approached Melinda. Staring strangely at some people who seem to sneer at the former. 

"Why, Mel? Seems like there's a problem?" 

Melinda hugged Bagas. However, Bagas instantly retreated avoiding the woman's body. 

"Bagas, you saw that, right? How cruel Renata was, "to Melinda, shed tears while stroking her slightly red cheeks, as if she was being persecuted. 

Had she met Renata, was that her cheek a Renata slap. 

Bagas could only guess in his heart while giggling at Melinda's miserable condition. 

Bagas shook his head slowly as Melinda sobbed. "You're wrong target, Mel. Renata is no longer a weak woman who is easily oppressed, she has more power than you."

"You're thinking of him?" pekik Melinda couldn't believe it. 

Bagas used to be the only man to defend him, although sometimes in the wrong position, Bagas continued to side with him. Now all turned around, Bagas blamed him in public. 

"There are many reasons to defend him. She's my future wife, next week we're getting married, so I hope you understand. As good as anything, there's no ex that I have to love."

Bagas explained short and solid. It depicts his heart still wounded because Melinda who could take it off when it collapsed. 

Bagas passed by, not paying any heed to Melinda who kept shouting calling her name. For him the past will only make his life in a false shadow.

Renata is still vexed. Staring at Bagas who was near from his car. The man looked relaxed, as if he did not know about the incident. 

"Darling, are you here?" pretend stupid. Kissing Renata's still pouting forehead. Pair the seatbelt for the girl and herself before driving forward. 

Two bodyguards with cars also drove the car in the back. 

The journey to the gallery there is only silence, Bagas deliberately did not disturb Renata who may still be annoyed with Melinda. 

"I'm sorry, I was late, queuing up."

"No papa, I can't help your pretentious perfect ex."

Just opened the seat belt. Bagas grabbed Renata's hand and hugged her. 

"Other times I won't let you alone, sorry." Bagas feels guilty for not being there when Renata needs him. 

Renata did not answer, he went straight out. 

"Somach, why do you have to be sick, anyway. Look at that my future wife is sulking," her grunts, patting her stomach that still feels pain.

Painting is the only way to eliminate the turmoil in the chest. For Renata it is not just entertainment, but also an activity that can divert his brain when cloudy. 

"How long have you been, from anywhere?" ask the old man who has been waiting for almost an hour in the gallery. 

Renata smiled wryly and entered, passing Liam's grandfather without answering. 

Two bodyguards came explaining, along with Bagas apologizing. 

Really like his grandmother, it's easy to snatch. 

"Grandfather, sprawl!" renata shouted from the inside making Grandpa Liam immediately come in, afraid to make his grandson angry. 

If in that room Renata was busy painting the faces of Liam's grandfather and the father. On the other hand, Bagas was busy painting Renata's face, wanting to give a gift as a sign of his apology. 

"Sorry, Sir. Her hair was less long" protested grandfather Liam's bodyguard after noticing Bagas' near-perfect image. 

Bagas moved, peeking at the lover who was still busy with a brush in his hand, after a few minutes, he again perfected his almost finished image. 

Nearly two hours struggling with painting tools, Bagas finally completed his mission. Satisfied with his beautiful image, he approached Renata. 

"Honey, I have something for you" said Bagas accompanied by a smile. 

"What?" ask Renata a little bit. 

Bagas closed both of Renata's eyes with his palm. Drive towards the next room. 

After arriving in front of the picture, he opened Renata's eyes again. 

"Taraaaammmm… "

Renata was transfixed, between awe and surprise to see her face plastered on the canvas.  

"This is Mas, who made it?" 

Bagas nodded quickly. ''This is a sign of apology for not helping you."

Renata's arrogance collapsed already with a gift from Bagas that he thought was very special.