Abi immediately looked for Hafa's whereabouts as soon as he got home. Hafa was in the study which they always used together. Hafa is diligent at her desk while staring at the laptop screen in front of him.
"You are here," said Abi.
"Are you looking for me? What's the matter? Do you need anything?" asked Hafa.
"I need a little help. Find a modest-sized dwelling where ordinary people live."
"May I know? Why are you looking for that place?"
"Of course, for me to occupy."
"What? Are you planning to get out of this house and live a simple life? Is giving up everything you have now your decision for now? Does all of this have anything to do with that girl?" Hafa was unable to hold back his curiosity.
"Ah, sometimes I feel that you're so talkative like the old ladies." Abi pretended to pick his ear. Show Hafa if the question disturbs Abi's hearing.
"Oh yeah? Then you just look for yourself. Why should you ask a old ladies like me for help?" Hafa became a little sensitive.
"I'm not in the mood to joke around. Immediately find a place to live not far from the dormitories for the Mahardika fashion model competition."
"Ah, I know. Was this part of your disguise?" Hafa asked, investigating.
"That's right. It's quite tiring if I have to commute to the office, home, and photo studio. I think I want to take some time off at the company. I will focus on being a photographer in the competition for the near future."
"Are you sure? How about the chairman? Will the chairman was not suspicious later? What if the chairman orders someone to monitor you? It will be a new problem if the chairman finds out you are playing under two identities. It will be a long business." Hafa became worried.
"Just leave it if you want to know, anyway I believe grandfather will not do that. The old boy has promised me not to interfere in the project I am working on this time. If grandfather persists, I will not mess around with consequences because my grandfather broke his promise. "
"Hmm, I don't know what agreement you guys have made. Fine, it's up to you. I can only support you from behind. Hopefully, whatever you are doing will give the best results."
"Thanks, Hafa. You are the best."
"Give me a day off then." Hafa's expression immediately changed.
"I think it will be difficult to grant," Abi chuckled as he walked away.
Ugh, seriously. Hah! it seems that my life is already destined as a worker until the end of my life. Man, I work like a machine that must not be damaged. Hafa glanced irritably at the direction Abi left.
A few moments later, Abi was under a thousand droplets of shower water. He let his hair wet, he brushed it several times until water droplets spurted in all directions. It took Abi long enough to let her body get wet until a cold chill began to stab her body. His broad chest seemed soaked. Abi rubbed it gently with the remaining soap foam, this activity made him look sexy while cleaning the remaining dirt that was still attached to his body. Finally, Abi looked up, until the skin on his face got a reflection of the water droplets that were allowed to fall free.
The water tap is turned off. Abi pulled any towel that was not far from his reach, then wrapped it around his waist. Abi then walked a few steps, stopping right in front of the mirror. He looked at the image of himself in the mirror reflection.
"Abi, what are you going to do now? Which do you prioritize? Heart or status?" Abi asked himself.
Abi's reflection in the mirror smiled sarcastically. A smile that can intimidate the eyes of the beholder.
"Argh, looks like I need entertainment." Abi smiled meaningfully.