Don't chase me, Beautiful!
I'm Jealous

Today Sella works at Arta Fashion as a receptionist. His application was submitted a few weeks ago and was only accepted yesterday.

With passion he went to the office with Rista who first worked in the largest fashion company in the country.

"I'm in my room, you go meet the chief of staff," said Rista.

"All right."

-

An hour later, Sella was in her work area. Darren and Yuno had just passed by him. "Geez, how handsome!" muttered.

"This is why I'm staying here!" whispered friend.

"The reason I work here is because I see the good looks of the President's secretary" he said.

"It seems hard to get close to them!"

"Yes, you're right."

Deheman's voice made the two employees turn their heads.

"You guys just gossip!"

"Sorry, Miss!" said Sella's coworker.

"Don't let you be rebuked by the President!" said the head of employee.

"Good, Miss."

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Natasha arrives first with Varrel at Arta Fashion. Yes, it was his best friend who accompanied him during the shooting process.

From a distance Sella narrowed her eyes at the arrival of the man who was next to the famous model. "Why is he with Natasha?" in my heart asked.

Varrel who was walking side by side with Natasha turned to look at the woman who was at the reception desk.

Sella quickly turned her back, not wanting the man to know that she was working at Arta Fashion.

"What's up, Rail?" ask Natasha

"Nothing, Na," he answered.

The two of them continued their steps into the studio room, they happened to cross paths with Yuno who had just exited the elevator.

For a moment Natasha and Yuno looked at each other, but there was no greeting only Varrel who gave a smile and replied to the man.

Natasha remained nonchalant, she chose to throw away her face as the man looked back.

Meanwhile Rista was busy preparing the clothes that the model would use. Natasha uses her designs and other designers. He was also waiting for the beautiful woman to give it.

"Rista, may I ask you a favor?" natasha Pinta.

"Please, Miss?"

"My friend is waiting there, can you give him a drink?"

"Can, Miss. All right, I'll give it to you."

"Thank you, Rista."

"Together, Miss."

Rista approached Varrel and handed him a bottle of mineral water and the man replied with thanks.

"Do you want to drink coffee or juice?" bargain Rista.

"No, this is it." Varrel smiled.

"Alright," Rista also replied with a smile. He sat next to the man.

"Have you been working here for a long time?" ask Varrel.

"It's only been three months" he replied.

"Your design is very good, my brother likes it very much" Varrel said.

"really? Well, a tribute to me if the design is liked by your brother," said Rista smiling happily.

"Especially when Natasha who wears it is very beautiful," he praised as he looked at the woman who was preparing in front of the camera.

"Are you her lover?" ask Rista.

Varrel shook his head.

"You look a lot like Natasha" said Rista.

"According to you!" Varrel opened the bottle cap and drank it. "But the truth is no, he likes other men" he continued.

"really? Who's she?" Rista curious.

"You're like a reporter," Varrel chuckled.

"I idolize Natasha, so just want to know who the guy she likes is" he said.

"It's a secret" Varrel smiled.

Rista snorted in annoyance making the man laugh.

"You're so funny, if your face is so!" candelessly.

"Don't insult me, sir!" Rista put her lips together.

"I'm sorry, you're actually so pretty!" his praise.

Darren and his secretary were present in the studio, his eyes seeing Rista was chatting and very familiar with a man. His face was suddenly irritated, "Who is he?"

Yuno followed the direction of her superior's gaze. "He's Natasha's friend, sir."

"Where do you know?" ask again.

"We never met on purpose" Yuno replied.

"I don't know, Sir." Reply Yuno again.

The president walked up to Rista, saw her presence and rushed to his feet. "I give you your salary, not to relax."

"Sorry, Sir." Rista lowered his gaze.

"Go to my room!" darren's orders then passed.

Rista followed the President's steps. "But, Mister. I'm taking care of Miss Natasha's needs" she explained.

"I'm going to tell the other employees to take care of it" Darren said without turning his head and continuing to walk.

Rista finally resigned and followed the will of his superiors.

"Sit down!" his orders.

Rista sat down after following the procedure before entering the President's room.

"You know your mistake?"

"No, Sir."

"You don't know?" ask Darren again.

Rista shook his head.

"I'm jealous, Rista!" Darren said unconsciously.

"Sir, what's the talk?"

"Nothing" Darren replied quickly.

"Yes, geez. I'm really happy if you're jealous," Rista blushed in embarrassment.

"Don't dream!"

"Honestly it doesn't matter either" Rista blinked a flirtatious eye.

"Here you go, get back to your work!" Darren looks wrong.

"Sir, didn't you tell me?"

"No, go!"

"Alright," Rista stood up then waved with a seductive smile.

"You're so unattractive with that smile" he said.

"But, another man was happy to see me smiling like this," Rista deliberately said so to lure Darren.

"You can't smile like that anymore!" disallow.

"Why can't you, sir?"

"Have gone to the studio, right now!"

"All right, sir." Rista left the President's room.

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With a radiant face Rista walked towards the studio, he greeted every employee who passed by.

"It seems happy again," Yuno said.

"Very, very, very happy!" Rista purposely repeated his words.

"What makes you happy?" Yuno.

Rista turned his left right and said quietly, "The president is jealous of me!"

Yuno looked at Rista in disbelief.

"Master, not sure?"

Yuno shook her head.

"The president is jealous because I spoke to his friend Miss Natasha" he explained.

"Is it now that she's that easy to fall in love with this girl?" Yuno asked inwardly while staring in wonder.

"I went to the dressing room first 'yes, sir!" Rista also passed.

-

Natasha finished shooting, Varrel helped bring her belongings. Both walked to the parking lot.

Varrel sees Sella and asks Natasha and her friend for permission to wait in the parking lot. "You work here?"

Sella raised her head to look at Varrel who was already standing by her desk. Sella forced a smile.

"We'll see you here again" Varrel said.

Sella doesn't talk just smile.

"Is your bike usable?" tanyakanya.

Sella finally replied, "Thank you for helping. I promise I'll replace it!"

Yuno came to the reception desk, "Sella!" call him. But his eyes turned towards Varrel.

"Yes, sir." Sella stood up with a perfect attitude.

"The president will have lunch after he does not return to the office, if anyone looks for him say to come tomorrow again" Yuno said.

"Ready, Master!" Sella and Darren's private secretary left.

"The problem of indemnity, no need to think. I sincerely helped you," Varrel then passed.

Sella pursed her lips. "I'll change your money, take it easy!" muttered.