CLBK (Love Makes Upset) 2020
Episode 9 - Not Her Fault

Finish one song, continue with another. One by one the participants of the demo were carried away and sang along. The atmosphere became boisterous, but more compact. So on, until Love remembered that tomorrow night he had to perform. He cannot use sound excessively.

"Why stop, Ve?" yell at one of the participants.

"I'm hungry, Om!" reply Love accordingly. A laugh sounded around him.

Love looked at Mr. Grace. "We'll eat yuk first, Om!"

The face of Mr. Grace looked doubtful. He looks confused. "That's. we... mmm... "

Love's smile broadened. "Here can mesen anter no, Om? I want a deal."

"Tractier? I can," repeated Mr. Grace in disbelief. "But you want to buy everything?" ask Mr. Grace still not sure.

Love nodded with excitement. "Yes! We are both demos. Must be with all dong. I eat, yes everyone eats."

"But we haven't been paid, Lov." There is a tone of shame felt in the voice of Mr. Grace.

The man knew that Love might only buy drinks. After all, even though they had previously agreed to bear the hardship together, but both understood that their financial condition was also difficult.

"Sir papa. I'll pay, Om. Om and these brothers are my new friends. Everything was. Food and drink too."

Mr. Grace was stunned. How can a high school kid like Love have so much money? This girl is definitely not an ordinary girl. He couldn't have been just a high school kid who happened to pass by. But who? No one among his men knew this jolly girl.

But although confused, Mr. Rahmat let Love assisted the men make food reservations. It's just that, Mr. Grace began to maintain an attitude and be more vigilant on Love.

About an hour later, Love was sitting down and eating with the protesters. They also chat and occasionally joke. The pleasant atmosphere was so felt. Love loved her new friends.

Not to mention their meal was finished, it appeared that from the highway there were several cars starting to enter the parking lot.

"Eh that's Boss! Big boss is coming! The chunky! The chunky!" said Mr. Grace while putting his lunch box that was still half left just like that, before running to the front of the car.

Everyone rushed to their feet, also putting their lunch boxes away just like that. Though obviously they are not finished, leaving Love confused. Love's mouth was still filled with rice and his hand was still holding the thigh of the chicken.

The white landcruiser cars stopped in the courtyard, parking one by one lined up. The sounds of open and closed doors alternately rang out, accompanied by people in blue uniforms coming out of the car.

Love was also standing, with her hands still holding the lunch box. He was still trying to read the situation.

Everyone seemed to be busy themselves, including his friends who were running around leaving him.

"Consideration! Attention! We're going to see the President!"

"Well, we'll see the President!"

"President! President!"

All of the protesters swarmed forward, into one of the cars. It appears that the men who just got down from the car are also moving in the same direction, they are like protecting someone. Pushing starts happening.

Love doesn't understand what's going on. He did not know who these protesters wanted to meet. Why do they look angry? Wasn't everything okay?

Love could not see anything either, for too many people were turning their backs on her. However, his taste also suddenly disappeared now.

Although she knew nothing, Love felt the intensity of tension between the people who pushed each other. But looking at her messy surroundings due to the littered lunchbox, Love began to move.

That's when from inside the car, Leni got down from another car that arrived the most recent.

Secretary Mike gasped to see Love, who was looking down, collecting boxes of food left behind. The little girl stood quite close to the mass of protesters.

Unknowingly, Leni shouted loudly, "LOVELY!"

The shout instantly made the people who had been noisy push each other to stop, one by one looking back. To a girl named Lovely. The name that also made the besieged man startled and immediately looked towards the gaze of his secretary.

No longer concerned about his own safety, after hearing Leni's screams, Mike yelled out among the crowd, pushed with all his might and ran over to the frozen Love.

"What are you doing here?" snapped Mike. In the midst of this commotion, why did this girl even appear here?

Mike followed behind him. "Love, are you flanked? You why?" asked Leni who clearly looked panicked checking all over Love's body.

Leni and Mike both shower Love with questions, to the point that Love retreats in fear.

Seeing the expression of Love, Mr. Grace who was still unaware of anything immediately advanced between Love and Mike. He pulls Love's hand and protects Love behind his back.

"He's not an employee here, Ma'am! Sir! But he's my responsibility!" said Mr. Grace firmly.

Love who was afraid of being scolded and yelled at Mike again, chose to hide behind the back of Mr. Grace.

Mike looked in disbelief. Leni's mouth is open.

Mr. Grace looked a little. "You don't worry, Lov! There's Om."

"That... that... " Love peeked behind her back, stealing a look at Mike doubtfully.

Seeing Mike's face that has turned dark, making him more dare not talk and even more hiding behind the back of Mr. Grace.

Sensing the tense situation, some members of the protest also approached Rahmat. They stood on both sides of Mercy. Protecting Love from Mike's sharp gaze and Leni's question mark.

"This is our sister! We are responsible, sir! It has nothing to do with the demo. Just following along."

For a moment Mike watched the expressions of the protesters lined up to protect Love. His mouth formed a straight line. Then his legs took two steps back, and he folded his hands in front of his chest.

"Lovely Ariana Safiti... Are you here or are you coming home tomorrow on foot from here?" ask Mike in a firm tone.

Everyone looks confused. Especially when the girl called Mike stepped slowly forward to approach the man who was now staring at him sharply. Turn around past the protesters protecting him.

Her lips cut down spoiled, before she looked down as her eyes met Mike's dark eyes.

"He's... " Grandfather looked confused. Other demo participants as well. Who is this girl really?

Mike looked at the middle-aged man. "He's this... "

"This brat's his future wife, Mr. Mike, sir! Sorry if you misunderstood. Me and Mr. Mike are just worried about Mbak Love why-why," Leni said. He didn't want Mike to fight with the protesters.

"Ooh... " The compact tone was heard from the exclamations of everyone who was beginning to understand Mike's reasoning. Relieved faces were visible except for the faces of Mike and Mr. Grace who still looked confused.

But Mike understood. The current situation is not conducive, it is better that he let this misunderstanding go first. There's been a lot going on. In time he will explain who Love really is.

Leni looked at Mike calmly. "Father accompany Lovely into first yes, me and these fathers will talk further. We will sit down and discuss everything. How's it?"

Leni threw a gesture at Mike, trying hard to get this stubborn new boss to hear him.

But Mike obviously looks reluctant. He does not want to succumb to the unreasonable desires of employees.

Realizing the difficult situation Leni was facing, Love decided to help.

"Mas... Ayooo. "love whining while tugging at the end of Mike's shirt sleeve.

Mike looked quickly. He wanted to shake Love's hand which always brought trouble to him, but the eyes of the protesters who had been protecting the girl, made him hold back.

With an annoyed face, Mike grabbed Love's hand and pulled her into the office. His steps were followed by the staff who had just got out of the car. While Leni still tried to negotiate with Mr. Grace, the leader of the protestors.

Mike pulled Love's hand, half-dragging her. He didn't even stop when they were inside.

Mike continued walking towards a room before he opened the door, half-kicked it, then pushed Love to a crashing seat on the sofa. Love really wants to cry for it.

"What are you doing there? Follow the demo everything! Where do you know them from? Who're they?" mike with a loud voice.

Dina, who had been in her study room since then, had followed up in front of the open door. He stood confused and worried. He felt sorry for Love who was sprayed in the room. He was eager to explain the situation he had witnessed all morning until this afternoon.

Dina did see all the events in the parking lot earlier and wanted to help Love who looked cornered. But to enter, he did not dare either.

Mike kept talking. Evaporates emotions. "So I told you not to go out this morning! You don't know what I'm talking about, huh? Do you know what that situation was? If you get hurt, continue tomorrow not to appear and enter the hospital? Who's gonna get the gum? You know what your manager has to endure if that happens? Or what'd your father, my papa and my mama say if they knew?"

Love lowered her head deeply. Eyes glazed. But he tried to hold it. He did not think his mistake was so big.

"Review you cry! It's wrong, cry anyway! Mature little, Ve! Remember where you are?" mike's nagging while walking back and forth in front of Love.

How is he not upset? He tried hard to catch time to get back to the office and make sure the girl had lunch, no doubt the girl he was worried about even went out and ate with people he did not want to face. People who ask too much.

"Hiks... Hix... Hix... " Love started hiccuping. He's never been scolded like this. He knows he's wrong, but Mike shouldn't be angry until then.

But crying out loud will only make Mike even more angry, last night he had experienced it himself. Although difficult, Love tried to hold back his tears. But it's getting harder and harder...

Outside the door, it appears that Mr. Grace and some protesters have entered with Leni. They see a tearful Love in front of an obviously enraged Mike.

With wide strides, Mr. Grace walked into the room without caring about the worried gazes of the entire staff, as well as Leni's unsuccessful hands holding back her steps.

"Sorry, Sir... It's not the fault of Love. We who apologized earlier did not know who he was" Rahmat explained. She glanced at Love with a guilty look.

Mike looked at Mr. Grace. Staring at the man with a cynical grin. "Is it because you didn't get to see me? Hence using. she."

Mr. Grace shook his head. "No, Sir. Not at all. Me and my friends did not know that Love is the future wife of the Father. We met in front, Love said he wanted to go to the demo too. I think she's this. She's one of my boys' sisters or daughters."

Seeing the unpleasant look on his face, Mr. Grace explained, Love stood up. "Don't be angry with them! The wrong love, Mom! Salahin Love is! Hix... The wrong love! Hicks."

"Love... " Mister Grace looked at Love with pity.

This girl is not only kind and beautiful, but also sincere. How can he fall in love with a man who doesn't feel like Mike?

Mike is actually upset. Mind branching. But accidentally his eyes pounded on Love's messy face. Besides the remaining tears that still pooled and flowed on his cheeks. There was also rice left on the edge of his mouth. The girl's hands also looked greasy, like.it seemed like this girl was eating when they found her earlier. Suddenly Mike's emotions evaporated.

Unconsciously Mike took a step forward, touching the edge of Love's mouth, getting rid of the rice grains that were stuck. "Have you eaten?" tanyakanya.

He had deliberately returned as soon as possible from the project in Sangatta in order to make sure this girl had lunch. Wrong because he had forgotten that Love could not go anywhere but remain in the pavilion. It's only fitting that this girl doesn't feel at home in her room alone.

Seeing Mike's sudden change in attitude, Mr. Grace's smile slowly appeared. Feeling that his explanation was enough to calm Mike down, the middle-aged man walked out again without a sound. In his heart he hoped, Mike understood his mistake.

"Sir... I take care of him first. Can you help me calm my friends outside?" Suddenly Mike spoke in a much calmer voice, before Mr. Grace actually came out.

Mr. Grace turned and nodded quickly. "Ba.. good, sir! Okay, just calm down!" The man's smile flashed wide as he strode quickly towards the front door.

"Have you eaten?" ask Mike again to Love.

Love's lips are still throbbing was also said, "So again eat. Trus people on the run. Confused love. Trus pas again cuddle the box, even scolded." Again the girl was sad.

Seeing Love's sad expression, Mike knew he had made a mistake. This girl is still a child. It's natural that he's hard to hold back. Maybe Love just wanted to know. He should not have scolded the girl to tears.

"Sorry, Ve. That was me panicking. Do you know what the situation is?"

Love just nodded. "But Mr. Grace and the brothers are all well, Mas. They were singing and eating the same Love. They're really good. If they are demo because.. because only want to talk to Mas, should meet!"

"I want to see them, Ve. But really their request was a little outrageous." Mike sighed while rubbing his own chin. A little bit away from Love. He doesn't know who else to talk to now. He just wanted to get his head out that felt like it was going to explode.

"Expiritual?"

Mike hesitates to tell the current state of the company and the situation of the employees. Especially for a little girl like Love.

Mike smiled, "That's it! We'll have a chat later. Wash your hands there first. Clean your faces! You go back to the room, right? Later Dina will anterin food for you. Oh yes, I had time to ask Leni to buy equipment and snacks for you."

Love said nothing but nodded. He just went out of the room to the toilet. Washing his face and hands.

However, when he returned, Mike seemed to be leaning against the sofa while closing his eyes. He looked exhausted and his face was a little pale.

Love recalled that Mike slept only a few hours a night in rough conditions. Not to mention his presence that provoked this man's emotions continuously.

I wish I could do something for this guy...