THE NANNY
175. Pujas

True exists. Falling in love allows someone to do something stupid, silly, or what it is that makes no sense. This is exactly what Emran Khan did. Big boss of production house owners and management of famous artists. Anyone knows him.

Crazy. His twin brother, Ervan Khan. That's true. He did admit it. Since meeting first in the wedding party about 3 years ago, he has been fascinated. Even dare to offer the main role because the woman has pent-up talent plus an outward appearance that supports. Beautiful, graceful, full of gentleness. Him, Andina.

Lobby efforts have been made several times through management who were deliberately sent to Bandung to meet Andina. But Andina did not budge with her decision, still refusing. Even he met Arya if Andina did not want to because Arya did not allow it. With optimistic expectations if Andina will become a rising newcomer artist.

"So artist for money?! I can give it any amount."

"Andina doesn't like popularity either, bro."

"And I don't like a busy wife more than I do. That's the principle we agreed on together."

He finally gave up on the reason that Arya threw. The principle of their household life is so strong that they are not glared at the temptations of material or popularity.

Since then he was curious about the figure of Andina. If people come to him to want to be published, there are even those who volunteer ready to give up their bodies for the title of artist. It is precisely he who pengelas pursue Andina subtly in order to want to be the artist. Even more than that. He fell in love with that woman. The definition of it is not sane.

Curiosity about Andina's profile slowly led Emran into a stalker. More amazed after reading the report from his paparazzi about the social life of the smiling and motherly.

One room in his house was filled with a row of photo frames. Pose Andina in various angles that look natural on various occasions. All of that is the result of professional shots of his men. And he always felt at home in the room because just by staring at the portrait of Andina, his heart was happy, became a drug of stress, even able to drain inspiration. Strange but real.

"You're really mentally ill. I have to go to a psychiatrist!"

He laughed discordantly as Ervan, his twin brother who already had one child, watched the room as he shook his head. This past year he was very excited to work in the room because there was a source of motivation to smile pretty at him. Only his assistant and Ervan were allowed into the room.

Yeah. Emran deserves the title of Secret Admirer (Secret Admirer). Till when? I don't know. Because he enjoyed it so much. Even now he is preparing to make a film project themed secret admirer, inspiring personal experience.

"You want to take Arya's?!"

Ervan's allegations last month were strongly denied.

"Don't worry. I'm happy enough to be secret admirer."

"Nobody knows the future."

Continue with both shoulders. Makes him have to dodge backwards while being wide-eyed because when Ervan will punch him.

****

Emran has finished doing a press conference after the welcome event and cut the tumpeng with the management. Tonight 9th anivversary Khan Pictures is his production house. He decided to have a party in Bandung at his family's 5-star hotel. No other than not, for the sake of being able to see up close the woman he admired. Absolutely stupid man, so the meaning of his twin brother yesterday when he said he was going to Arya's house to deliver an invitation.

The guests, most of whom are artists under the flag, congratulate them by shaking hands and cipika cipiki. Relative guests have also arrived. He smiled broadly to welcome the guests. Behind his bright face, his eyes moved uneasily occasionally turning towards the entrance that was scratched by a stretched red carpet. Waiting for the awaited.

"Haven't come yet?" The dashing Emran in a butterfly-tiered black suit whispered near his assistant. The party has already taken place half way but the special guest has not been seen yet.

"Just get out of the car, boss."

He breathed a sigh of relief. But in his heart he laughed because his heart was now pounding as if he was going to meet a lover of the heart. Depressing.

Because the fact is he will only meet and look at someone who is impossible to hold.

The awaited finally appeared hand in hand. Very friendly. They're approaching. Arya's treatment with a loving look towards Andina, and whether she whispered anything, really made her envious.

"Aamiinu. Thank you, bro." Emran welcomes prayers of success and congratulations from Arya and Andina. He also invited both of them to sit in the VVIP area to enjoy dinner and entertainment on the music stage.

He joined Ervan and his wife. They chatted casually while enjoying a drink poured by the waitress. The party is taking place full of excitement accompanied by music performed by professional musicians.

"Ar, papi wants to see you. Can you?" Ervan brandished her phone to let her know if there had been a chat coming in after more than 30 minutes they were sitting together.

"certain. I miss Rajesh too." Arya seemed enthusiastic about welcoming him. "Where, bro?"

"In his room. I was here for a while but got dizzy, he said. Let me take you!" Ervan stands ready to go to the suite where her parents rest.

"You guys go there. Let Andina be with me here." His wife Ervan raised her voice to see Arya who invited Andina to come along.

Arya nodded in agreement. While Emran went to another table because someone called him.

O enchantment

To you puja

Andina is now alone when his wife Ervan leaves because her son is sulking. He turned his head towards the music stage when he heard the melodious voice of the male singer who started singing Rhoma Irama with a flute intro.

He smiled widely, on the stage was performing a singer with multi-talented, good at playing guitar, flute and piano. Who was the first champion of dangdut music talent search.

"This song is special I present as a request from Mr. Emran."

"Hmm, who is it for. Surely for someone special of course." said the singer with the candanya throw.

Andina smiled at the singer's prologue, who was now singing her guitar. Spontaneous he gives applause by clapping slowly once the guitar is plucked.

'I adore you through a beautiful song

For you oh, charm

Fitrah's singing

'I adore you through a beautiful song

For you oh, charm

Your name is always in my memory

In memory

Even if your face is impossible for me to imagine

No day passes without your love

Without your love

So is your sacred love

Always be attached

'I adore you through a beautiful song

For you oh, charm

"Do you seem to like that song?" Emran who from earlier noticed Andina's gesture was now sitting beside her.

But Andina did not flinch still staring at the singer with a twinkle of admiration. Inaudible. Because his lips seemed to move along humming following the singer.

Dead life I offer for you

Just for you

I love nothing but you

Whatever I give up for your love

For your love

No one can prevent my love for you