"No! I'm not ready... I also can't come with you."

"You have agreed. There was no other way for you. In contract no 5, we must help each other in case of suspicion or problems relating to our marriage." Hendra's expression slowly changed from persuasion to intimidation. ​​

"But we are not married yet!" Aruna shouted as she contradicted Hendra.

"Heh," Hendra smirked. It was the same smile when he argued with Aditya.

"So you're not going to help me?" Hendra asked once again.

The President director's deadline kept running out.

Aruna looked away. A sign that she didn't want to see the man who was standing in front of her.

The last video that sticks out perfectly, formed by online media, showing the man who won the bet, brought the artist in his car. The artist's latest rumour was even in the CEO's hotel.

"Do I look like trash?!" Hendra's voice rose.

Not only his grandfather, but even Aruna also did the same thing.

'Damn! She is disgusted by me.'

BRANK. Hendra bluffed. He made a rough blow to the trellis gate, making a painful sound in the ear.

Hendra turned away angrily.

"Hendra ..." Aruna called. The girl remembered something.

The man lazily looked back.

"Your Platinum Card is still with me. Wait a moment. I'll get it!"

Aruna's warning was transformed into the source of his anger. Hendra hoped for something else.

"Let it be a compensation for the time you spent with me. Oh yes, including the losses you experienced as a result of my surveillance."

"Don't forget to make sure your boyfriend gets his share." Hendra's expression was harsh. It was clear that he was hurting Aruna.

The man approached Aruna again.

"You can think of me as trash." Hendra held and stroked Aruna's cheek from the gap of the trellis. A subtle touch of insults.

"You and your siblings forgot about your place! You are a pawn of your family. Oh 'no, seems too good." The man was incarnate harsher than all the days they had ever been through.

"Aruna... You are only a mortgaged girl to pay off the family welfare debt!"

Aruna's legs went limp to hear that. She held onto the trellis gate, hoping she wouldn't collapse.

Hendra walked away, entered the car with a gloomy expression. The slamming of the door startled his secretary.

"What happened? You failed?" Surya knew quite well the meaning of that gloomy expression.

"What can we expect from the contract girl?!"

"Hey...you can be angry, but don't be like that." Surya objected to what his boss said.

"What is our next strategy?" Surya recklessly drove the car.

Where did he have to drive this car?

"We stick to Nara & tv. Take it easy. I have a way of dragging it down." Hendra intended to force Aruna to come to their wedding press conference.

On the other hand, a little woman was immersed in her room. The table she used to study has now become a pedestal for her sadness.

Aruna folded her hands over her head and buried her face there. There was a sound of soft sobs, hoping no one could hear.

"Sob .. sob .. sob ..." The cheerful-shining little girl who was loved by many friends now faded and lost herself.

She was good at hiding sadness that even she could no longer hold back. She grunted to herself.

It was really heartbreaking.

***

"Thank god, Aruna has come... You made us worry. We almost thought you wouldn't come." Lili arranged her hair, which looked neat.

Some of the others were getting ready with enthusiasm.

Damar invited all teams to attend his first talk show on a national TV station at the Magic Letter team WhatsApp group.

He said there would be a surprise for the Magic Letter broadcast.

Therefore, it was natural for others to wear different clothes today.

"Aruna, did something happen?" Somehow Dea's instincts said so.

This girl seemed not excited.

"Ah, nothing, just a little unwell. Let's go now before it's too late."

Her friends agreed to Aruna's request.

***

"You guys should sit in the front seat. Later, the host will ask you to come to the stage. Tell me good things about me. Hahaha." Damar was joking with his friends playfully as usual.

"So this is the surprise .. you asked us to lick your fans." Agus felt cheated.

"At least you can get on TV, bro... You must be proud." Damar's expression was full of jokes, but Agus trusted him.

"Stop messing around! Explain now! What will we talk about?" Dea reminded him to stop playing.

Damar promised them that there would be a special space for the Magic Letter promotion, alongside with the story that led the broadcast to a successful career in music.

Damar began to focus on giving direction. The young man conveyed several essential points before finally saying goodbye to the Magic Letter team.

The steps stopped for a moment, staring at Aruna, who looked gloomy and more silent.

That girl rarely showed such an expression unless she was really in trouble.

"Erm .. Aruna, please come with me for a moment."

Aruna silently followed him.

It turned out that Damar took her to the waiting room for the guest star talk show.

"Hi .. what's wrong with you?" Damar asked Aruna to sit on his chair.