Don't chase me, Beautiful!
Looking for Rista

Month passed.....

Yuno gave a sales report to Darren in the President's office.

"Why decline?"

"Distributors asked for the results of Ayumi Charista's designs to be sent because customers like the design" Yuno replied.

"We have other designers who are no less great than him. Why choose the non-existent?"

"I don't know, but our customers, especially Natasha's fans, want the latest Rista" he replied. "If this continues sales will decrease and cuts in employee hours will be done," he explained again.

Darren's pinching his temple. "Where should I look for him?"

"I don't know," Yuno replied casually.

"You can get out!" tell him in a slow tone.

"Alright," Yuno left the room.

Darren twirled his chair to find ideas for the company that his grandfather started to keep running and surviving.

"Do I have to follow him to the village? Yuno once said that she went back there," he murmured.

"Yes, have to go there to bring him back. I miss him a lot, too" he said.

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Darren's dinner expresses his desire to meet Rista in the woman's village.

"Are you sure you want to go there?" ask Devan.

"Yes, Pa. It's all for the sake of the company" Darren replied.

"If you meet him, not necessarily Rista want to return to Arta Fashion," said Devan.

"If you love her put your ego down, son!" clarissa's advice. "Don't be like your father, chasing after Mama on the grounds the company began to shake when he couldn't be far from Mama," he continued to quip.

"Why talk about the past, Rissa?" devan protests.

"Mama is upset with you and Papa, loves someone but doesn't want to keep him. It's gone to confusion looking for her," Clarissa nagged.

"Darren does not want to be separated from Mama, so take such a decision," said his youngest son.

"But you don't have to fire him, being able to figure it out first isn't rash like this. You blame Mama for making your relationship end" Clarissa continued to nag.

"Darren doesn't blame Mama but....."

"You want to blame Papa!" sahut Devan's.

"No, Pa."

"If you want to chase after him, go after him. Before he was taken by someone else" Clarissa said.

"Ma, don't say that. Rista should not be owned by others," Darren said with a hopeful tone.

"He also deserves to be happy, you don't be selfish!" nagging Clarissa again.

"Yes, Ma. But I'm allowed to go there, right?" ask her parents both.

"Yes" Devan answered quickly. "Papa only gave two days off" he continued.

"All right, no problem. Thank you, Pa." Darren smiled happily.

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The next morning, Darren leaves for Rista village. He left with the driver because Clarissa would not allow him to drive his own car.

Almost 2 hours they travel, if using the train takes 1 hour.

Darren tries to remember Rista's words about his parents' residence in the village. While wondering to the surrounding residents he finally found the house.

Darren came down wearing a denim jacket, wearing a hat, sunglasses and mouth cover not to forget he sprayed both hands with antiseptic liquid.

He knocked on the door of Rista's parents. A young woman holding a toddler opened it and looked surprised.

"Who are you looking for, sir?" tanyakanya.

"Sorry to interrupt, I would like to ask if this is the true residence of Ayumi Charista?"

"Charista Ayumi? As far as I know, this is Miss Elisha's house and her daughter Rista."

"Yes, I'm looking for them" Darren said quickly.

"They don't live here anymore, we rented it to Miss Elisa a few months ago" he explained.

"So, they're not coming back here?"

"Nothing, Sir."

"If you pay rent with whom?"

"With Miss Elisa, pay by transfer."

"Do you know where they live?"

"To my knowledge, they live in City A following their daughter who works in a fashion company" she explained.

"Oh, so. Thanks for the information, I'm happy!" Darren slightly lowered his head.

"Yes, sir."

Darren walked to his car, he took off his hat and mask. Rista's search today was unsuccessful.

The driver looked behind the wheel and asked, "Where else are we going, sir?"

"Go back home!"

"Good, Sir." The car left Rista's hometown.

In the afternoon, Darren arrived at his residence. Clarissa who was playing with her granddaughter approached her son.

"Have you found Rista?"

Darren shook his head slowly, looking at his face.

"So where's he going?"

"I don't know either, Ma."

"House of his parents now rented someone else, they only know if Rista and his mother in this town," Darren dropped his body on the chair.

"Have you tried to ask your friend or best friend?"

"Sella Rista's best friend, she's also an employee at Arta Fashion not willing to tell her whereabouts," Darren replied.

"Maybe Rista still hurt you" he guessed.

"Come, Ma. I'm really confused right now."

Raisa who just came to see the look on her sister's face is very sad. "Why you?"

"Rista hasn't been found yet" Clarissa replied.

Raisa laughed at the answer from her mother.

Darren just smiled knotfully, he did not overly pierce his brother's wry laughter.

"Your sister is sad, she laughs" said Clarissa.

"Ma, just now I saw the face of my beautiful and beautiful sister, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad," Raisa smiled.

"Raisa, don't be like that!" Clarissa reminded her daughter not to constantly tease her sister.

"So, you're having trouble finding it?" ask Raisa.

Darren nodded slowly.

"Maybe he's already got your replacement!" said Raisa origin.

"Raisa, don't keep teasing your sister!" Clarissa reminded him again.

"Yes, Ma. I won't tease her anymore" said Raisa.

"Now you help Darren find Rista, the company needs him. Customers want the design" he asked.

"What do I do for you, Ma?" ask Raisa.

"Find the idea to find him" Clarissa replied.

"Does he have any close friends or friends in town? Usually they give each other news," said Raisa.

"She, Brother."

"Who?" Raisa looked at her sister.

"Employee Arta Fashion, she works at the reception. Her name is Sella" Darren explained.

"Alright, I'll help you," Raisa smiled.

"Thank you, brother!" Darren's so excited.

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Before lunchtime, Raisa accidentally comes to Arta Fashion. He walked over to his best friend Rista.

Raisa smiled towards the woman, "Are you named Sella?"

"Yes, Miss. Can I help you?"

"Can we talk to you both?"

"But it's not time to rest yet, miss."

"I'll ask Darren for permission to let you rest at the beginning" Raisa then called her sister not for a minute to close her phone. "I've contacted him, now we can go" he smiled.

"All right, Miss." Sella says goodbye to her co-worker and then goes by Raisa's car to a nearby cafe.

Arriving at her destination, Raisa asks Sella to order food and drinks. After that they started chatting.

"Are you Ayumi Charista's friend?"

"Yes, Miss."

"How long have you been friends?"

"Since middle school, Miss."

"You guys have been friends for a long time" said Raisa.

"Yes, Miss."

"Are you going to the same high school?" ask Raisa.

"No, Miss. We split up because he was in the village and I was in the city" Sella said.

"Oh, so."

The chatter of the two is interrupted, because the waiter serves the order at the table. Raisa thanked him while smiling at the woman who served her food.

"Please eat!"

"Yes, Miss," Sella smiled stiffly.

"How does it feel?"

"Enak, Miss."

"I've never eaten here, but according to friends who recommend it say the dishes in the cafe are quite delicious" said Raisa.

"It's so good, Miss!" puji Sella's.

Raisa also began to taste the dishes she ordered. "Oh, yeah. How's Rista doing?"

"He's good, Miss."

"Where does he live now?" Raisa is so curious.

Sella who heard the trap question, did not rush to answer it.

"Sella, why are you quiet?" Raisa asked again.

"Rista is somewhere, Miss."

"Yes, where is it?"

"Sorry Miss, I can't tell her" Sella replied.

"Why?"