"May I give advice?!" Andos interrupted.

"Yes, please."

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"This important meeting should be held on the D floor, not here!"

"I did it on purpose." Hendra stood up while accepting Surya's help in wearing his Jaz.

"You guys are too much underground. I'm afraid your logical thinking will be as low as where you come from."

(Logical reasoning or thinking is a process of thinking using logic, saying 'low-minded reason' is tantamount to satirise the phrase 'stupid, or late thinking)

"What??" Raka stood up to almost attack Hendra. His colleagues immediately sat the man back down.

As Wenceslas's sole heir left, they had grumbled:

Raka: "Ah what is this? Why is he not like the one I met some time ago?" Raka didn't know much about Hendra yet. He was touched by Hendra's warm character at previous meetings.

Andos: "Don't get me wrong. That's the real him."

Vian: "Seriously? I didn't see him like this yesterday!?"

And: "You guys are slowly underground!"

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Suddenly, the orange meeting room door opened again.

"Pradita, what about the photos that I asked to share?" Hendra changed his mind.

This man gave the order of the D floor buzzer to share a photo of himself with his future wife in order to improve his image in front of the public. He came back to care only about himself.

Pradita smiled: "Just watch tomorrow morning your image will recover."

"Good work!" Hendra prised.

***

[Soekarno-Hatta International Airport, Jakarta-Singapore Flight]

The noise of the airport waiting room information centre was heard again. Hendra, with his assistant, appeared later down the hall to the departure when he got a call from someone.

"Hendra, can I ask for help?" He hated this voice now.

"What? Just say?"

'Soon I have to turn off my phone.' Hendra thought.

"Can you pick me up?" The girl was expecting help.

"Why me?" The CEO was currently working on time for his business trip to Singapore.

"Dad is out of town. And my sister can't handle it. I'm stuck on the second floor of my campus. Those people seem to be journalists. They fill the lobby of the department, and are looking for me."

"Why are you being chased by them? What mistakes did you make?" Hendra asked.

'Your relationship with that musician has been revealed??' The blue eyes grinned.

"It seems because of the photos that you guys spread."

"Is it true??"

"I don't know, my phone is full of notifications."

"Unfortunately, I was on the plane. It will take off soon. I must immediately turn off the phone."

"Oh, alright... Sorry to disturb you. Be careful, have a good trip." The girl even had time to give him a caution message. It should be herself who needed to be careful.

'Why are her words always sweet?! It sucks! really annoying.'

The Wenceslas Group's CEO turned off his phone according to the request of the flight attendant who had approached earlier.

He tried to close his eyes, looking for a comfortable position to rest. Unfortunately, one of the organs in the chest started to rage: "Hais' Damn!!"

He quickly stood up and stepped, ignoring all warnings. Surya, his secretary, followed him in confusion.

"Surya prepare the car now!"

"Ah, what??" Surya's confused expression resulted in a sharp glance from his superior.

"Alright..." He couldn't fight.

Next, Hendra asked Raka to deploy bodyguards to Aruna's campus.

"So you still care about her even after driving you almost crazy??" Surya interrupted.

"I wish I could. There's no way I'm in this car right now."

He played the phone and dialled someone's number again.

"Aruna, how are you? I'll arrive soon."

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"Aruna, how are you? I'll be there soon."

"Eem... Hendra, aren't you on the plane?"

"I cancelled my flight."

"Is it okay? Sorry for bothering you."

"No need to worry... Get ready. I'll arrive soon."

"Thank you." Lesmana's daughter whispered.

"Thank you very much, Hendra." Said Aruna in a louder voice after Hendra's voice was not heard (silence).

The blue-eyed man hung up the phone and muttered: 'how do I hate her?!'

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Right after Hendra arrived, the guards began to open a path so that Wenceslas young master could enter the lobby to the second floor.

His bodyguard pushed several people and tried to stop journalists, including a group of people who brutally took photos.

Hendra didn't think they would be this many. And it turned out that not all of them were journalists, others were more like fans.

The new leader of the D floor began to question what Pradita's buzzers were actually doing.

Why were these people so attracted to Aruna and surprisingly eager to get a photo of her?

The tension started to rise when the tired security guards stopped Hendra's steps, and his bodyguard pushed his way into the lobby, especially intending to go up to the second floor.

"Sorry, you can't enter." Said one of the security guards firmly.

"This is a campus, an academic area, it is not allowed to play around like this." Another one added.

Hendra was just silent at the back, trying to hide in dark glasses and was more busy looking at the clock in his hand. He let his bodyguards lobby the Tripusaka campus securities.

"If you don't give our young master a chance to go up to the second floor, the crowd ahead will not go away." One of The Wenceslas's heir's bodyguards explained.

"What do you guys have to do with our second floor?" The security guard asked for an explanation.

"There is a student who is trapped above. And she is our master's future wife who is being wanted by the crowd in front."

"Is her name Aruna? They are looking for our student named Aruna." The security replied.

"Yes, exactly." Hendra's bodyguard agreed.

"But we are not allowed to let anyone in except the students. That's why we are trying hard to detain them. We don't know what you will do inside our campus area. So please you..."

Not finished yet the campus security guard explained, a girl in hijab ran towards them. She looked runny and chaotic.

"Sir... Sir... I... I will be their guarantee. You know me, right? I'm a student here." Said Dea with an up and down tone in a huff.

"You're tired... So do I, especially my friend who is above. Too bad... She's trapped, hasn't eaten, hasn't taken a shower. Just imagine it's getting late. You don't want to change shifts and go home to meet your wife and children?"

The girl was getting more and more chaotic. She and Aruna's sister were already trying to go up and down the stairs looking for gaps and strategies so that Aruna could get through the crowd ahead.

In fact, it always failed. Their effort was in vain.

"Alright, just hold me down here and let one of them go up so we can bring my friend down and we can all go home."

"How?!" Dea gave an offer to the campus security guard.

"Can you speak more slowly?" That question actually came out of the security guard's mouth.

Dea was too excited. She forgot how to breathe properly. This girl was tired.

Spontaneously, someone sneaked in among others handing her mineral water. The girl vigorously drank it, still had time to get down on her feet to devour drinking water.

(Dea has the principle of not eating and drinking while standing).

She then got up and found 'Oppa' who gave her free VIP airplane facilities.

"Gomawo Oppa." Said Dea, a special call for Surya.

Hendra's secretary frowned. He didn't want to accept the strange call again. Somehow, Surya's expression didn't get a meaningful response. The hijab girl returned to focus on lobbying the security guard.

"Let me do the talking." Surya interrupted. Previously, Hendra's secretary wasn't willing to step down to help his master.

"This time I can't help you, your decision is against my heart. I'm more worried about your mental condition than Miss Aruna."

"I still hope you are willing to discourage yourself." Surya conveyed to Hendra before the Wenceslas Group's CEO stepped down from his Rolls Royce.

It turned out that Hendra's only friend also wavered after seeing firsthand the situation in front of the design department's lobby where his young master's prospective wife was studying.

Surya, who was good at composing words, easily allowed Hendra to go upstairs. Ofcourse, Dea was still part of the trade.

"Oppa your mouth is so great." Dea's whisper gave him goosebumps.

Surya put on a face that was made to be fierce while giving a warning: "Don't call me Oppa !!"

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The blue-eyed man walked up the stairs and started making calls.

"Aruna... where are you?"

He saw that the passageways before him were empty. The 2nd-floor where Aruna was hiding was entirely devoid of lecture activities.

The man examined each of the glass windows that lay on the right and left. There were lecture classes that were abandoned by their residents.

"I... In the far left class." Aruna gave directions.

"Are you alone?"

"Yes."

"Okay... I've been on the same floor with you." Hendra hung up the call.

The CEO gasped for a few minutes, allowing himself to find confidence. He was standing outside the classroom, staring at the back of the girl who had pierced a deep wound into his chest.

The girl's words were still clearly ringing in his ears.

"I should have realised, I am a family guarantee girl." An insult to Aruna, but then said by herself, making Hendra's footsteps more doubtful.

If he really met Aruna this time, he believed he had to be ready to feel extreme pain someday, sooner or later it would happen.