The Magic Face Brush
Despacito club

Sharon's crime, getting stronger when she meets Marchelio. They, too, devise a plan to frame Meisie. 

Elo, still being cold to Meisie, while facing off even when meeting in Elo's meeting room, didn't speak to her at all, her anger really hasn't subsided. 

Meisie, trying to ask but always failing, there are obstacles. Even so Elo, staying professional at work never brings personal problems into the job. 

As the two are currently going around monitoring the workers, also see the development of their latest products. Elo, just talking about work alone it did not look at Meisie, making Meisie, even more awkward. 

"Master, there's a problem in the cutting section, they can't cut the fabric in because, like, the fibers on different fabrics, they're waiting for your decision" Meisie said, notifying the production.

"We go there," said Elo, briefly walking towards cutting. Meisie, just let out a long sigh when she got cold treatment from her boss. 

"Oh my God, until when will he be angry with me" Meisie murmured, wailing and walking after Elo. 

After all the work was done, Elo, back in his study and Meisie, returned to his desk. Meisie's face, looks grim there is no spirit in the work, only Miekey, and Miekey in his mind. 

Arkan, who was sitting not far from him was astonished, when he saw Meisie, his countenance was different, like sad and there was a problem let alone his eyes kept glancing towards the door of Elo's room. 

For a moment Arkan, watch until he finally understands what the problem is. Arkan, too, approached Meisie, to ask what the problem was with his boss Meisie, also explaining the root of the problem. 

"So because of that?" arkan said, after hearing Meisie's explanation.

"Sir Arkan, help me please …." Please Meisie. Arkan, also thought for a moment and then filled, is something. Meisie's face immediately changed to be more cheerful. 

"Related?" ask Meisie, please, 

"Try it!" answer Arkan.

"All right, I'll try," 

"Figthing!" Arkan, cheering. 

Some time Meisie, doing advice from Arkan. Meisie, making her boss's favorite drink of camomil tea, hoping to make Elo, smiles at her a little, even if it's impossible. 

Tok, tock, tock, tock, 

Before entering Meisie, also knocked on the door, first after that into the room Elo, with a tray containing a cup of tea. 

Meisie, looking at Elo, was busy with her laptop without glancing at him. Meisie, also looks nervous occasionally sighed rough.

"Master, I made, your favorite camomile tea, I know you must be tired from going around the field today, don't forget to drink your tea, sir" Meisie said, put the tea on the table. 

Elo, not at all responding to it all there is just ignoring it. Meisie, too, walked out of the room feeling full of disappointment. Arkan, asked Meisie, with a hint of her eyes, but Meisie, only answered by scolding her lips. 

Meisie, too, walked lazily towards her desk. 

"Remain sure he'll drink it. The spirit!" said Arkan, cheering. Meisie, just smile in response. 

Suddenly there was a loud bang in Elo's room, making Arkan, and Meisie, surprised and approached Elo, in his room to see what was happening. 

Meisie, widened her eyes perfectly round when she saw the tea liquid that soaked some of the files on her boss' desk. 

Elo, accidentally nudged the cup with his elbow, either Elo, did not see or did not realize it. But, if it was not known it was impossible because Meisie, had already spoken at length before putting the cup down. 

"Who put this cup?" elo said, slightly snapping with the glare of his sharp eyes filled with anger.

"So you? There's nothing else you can do but make trouble!" elo said, a little snapping. Meisie, the more nervous her heart got a little hurt. Arkan, too, could not defend her if faced with her boss' emotions. 

"I'm sorry, sir but that was ..," said Meisie, held back by Elo, denying it.

"Look, all the files got wet. You know what not? This is the most important file of the contract agreement that will be signed by the buyers today," Elo, again snapping his eyes so sharply at Meisie, who has now begun to drip, his tears. 

"I'm sorry, sir let me copy back, I'll take responsibility" said Meisie, who lowered her head. Elo, look at those tears and turn away, his face. 

"Arkan, done, all this," Elo ordered, to Arkan, and went past Meisie, who was still bowing and sobbing. 

"Have it, don't cry if you're angry Mr. Boss is like that" Arkan said, clearing the files. 

"He's mad at me, I know it he's still mad at me." Meisie sobbing.

"Don't worry, it's that. All these files have copies don't worry, don't cry. I, will copy this file first, you call, it's OB to clean the cup" Arkan said, then left Elo's room. 

With Meisie's sobbing, cleaning up the remains of the broken cup, as well as tea water without calling an OB, Meisie, do it yourself. 

**** 

Night had arrived, Elo, sitting pensively in his room thinking about his treatment of Meisie, this afternoon. Elo, still remembering the tears that Meisie had, came out, right. Elo, feeling guilty for making Meisie, cried. 

"What, my words hurt her so much that she cried" muttered Elo, who scooped up her face. 

Elsewhere Meisie, sitting dreamily behind her house staring at the night sky that was not as bright as her heart, suddenly Meisie, got a message from someone Meisie, Meisie, even opening the message immediately his face became cheerful after reading the message. Meisie, too, rushed to her room to change clothes and polish her face with a face brush that she had, after which Meisie, also highlighted her sling bag and left her home. 

Meisie, leave without seeing the clock on the wall in her room that was showing at 9 p.m. Nek, Tini, was already asleep so did not know Meisie's departure, because Meisie did not build, he added. Meisie, go alone in the middle of a lonely night, I don't know what makes her excited to go tonight. 

Meisie, walking down her narrow alley to the highway, without any fear at all, once until the Meisie highway, walked towards the bus stop and waited for the bus to come. A few moments later the bus came to Meisie and got on the bus. 

Thirty minutes passed the bus stopped in the middle of the streets that are quite auction and also quiet, either because it was night or indeed the state of the streets like that. Meisie, looking at a small wake like a cafe, but looks lonely when outside. 

Meisie, entering the cafe which turned out when inside the cafe was crowded, many people were dancing under the twinkling lights, he said, not a few l4jang women and striped nose men who are there, look so happy with a glass of wine in his hands. 

Not a few men who looked at Meisie, poked her, and led her away but Meisie, directly away from the man with a feeling that was shrouded in fear. 

"Where is the boss!" he said, sweeping his eyes to every corner of the club. Not finding Elo, Meisie, and calling her boss. 

"Hello, Mr boss! I've arrived, where is Mister?" meisie's voice, a little screaming because of the sound of music blaring. 

"What's? Who'sis this?" 

"Here, I'm the secretary sir, didn't you tell me to come to Despacito cafe, where did you come to?" shouted Meisie, whose phone was immediately closed.

In Elo's bed, pensively trying to digest Meisie's words. "Despacito club!" elo said, as he remembered it was the largest nightclub in his town, frequented by nighttime female hunters, and hunters ****. 

Instantly, his eyes widened, after looking back at the nickname on his phone that was listed by the name pusy. 

"Why did he go to that place?" as if Elo, then went back to sleep as if he did not care, but his feelings raged and agitated until finally Elo, also left.

"Aish, the secretary always makes me restless" said Elo, who got out of bed.