He's The Unaffordable
Chapter 92 - It's Not Your fault

There are so many bouquets of flowers of various sizes filling the room. Who sent so many flowers to our house? And who are all these beautiful bouquets and flower arrangements for? As I recall, Papa, Mama, Sis, or Adi have nothing to celebrate.

Gold and Black were already looking for a comfortable position in the corner of the room. They lay side by side as I walked closer to the bouquet. There are all kinds of flowers around me. Roses of various colors, lilies, chamomile, amaryllis, even sunflowers.

I took a card from one of the bouquets of flowers and opened it. Hey, strong girl. I miss you. When can I hug you? Vical. A bouquet of white roses from Vikal. I immediately took another card and read the contents. Dira, I admire you. You're so tough. Don't let them win. Whenever you're ready, I want us to have tea and have some chrysanthemum together. Barrels.

Without my tears I read both messages. So, all these flowers from my colleagues at the agency? I took another card and read it. Get up, little girl. I can't say no every time someone needs your services. Billyl. Even the owner of the modeling agency where I am under contract sent me flowers?

Are they ashamed of having a close relationship with me? Why would they send flowers and say these sweet words? I'll only tarnish the agency's reputation if I'm still working on their behalf. No one would buy a product if I were the model. Why would they risk their good name for me?

“They all come every day and bring this flower for you.” My mother's voice came from behind me.

“Come here?” many surprised. Mama nodded slowly. “These flowers they brought themselves to our house? They didn't send it by courier?”

“No. They came with the flowers themselves. They want to give it to you directly and see you. They're all worried about you. I didn't let them see you because I knew you weren't ready. Charlotte and your friends it's a special case. They don't care about my ban.” Mama shook her head slowly.

So, all these flowers they bring themselves? I think because there are greeting cards, bouquets and flower arrangements are sent by courier.

“They also bring your favorite food, drinks, and fruit. We present it to them because you can't possibly spend it all by yourself.” My mother stood by my side. “You see, ‘right? What you fear does not happen.”

“Iya.” I sobbed.

“Friends don't stay away from you. Your co-workers, assistants, even your bosses don't throw you out. They know you're innocent. You are a victim, baby. Even your fans defend you desperately on social media. They support you to recuperate, also can't wait for you to return.”

My tears broke as Mama hugged my body. I didn't think I was surrounded by good people. If they had stayed away from me, I wouldn't have blamed them. Because I understand that reputation is everything in our profession.

“Do you know? Colin also comes every day to find out about your condition.” Mama loosened her arms, so I did the same.

“She comes every day to help writing project Mama.” I'll be right away.

“That's just an excuse to cover the actual destination. I often found him standing near the stairs and staring up. If it wasn't for the trouble between you guys, I'm sure he'd have gone up to your room. So, baby, it's not true that no young man wants to be your girlfriend.” My mother smiled while helping to wipe away my tears.

“If there is only Colin the only man in this house, I would not marry him,” I said firmly.

“Be careful saying that sentence. I'm a real example of being stuck in my own words. I always said that I would not marry Hendra. Look what happened to me, we got married and survived to this day.” Mama sighed softly to dramatize. But from his tone of speech, it seemed like he had already made up with Papa.

“Now, look to your right side. Someone can't wait to see you again.” Mom looked to her left side.

I obeyed him and saw our house worker standing there. They all looked at me with teary eyes. Even the famous Pak Sakti who is cold and not talk much looks trying hard to control the tears that pool in his eyes.

There was not the slightest shame I felt when I saw the way they were looking at me. They do not mock or humiliate me with their eyes. I saw sorrow cover their faces. It turned out that not only was I hit with this incident, but they were as well.

The first person I hugged was Mr. Abdi. The man was crying, unable to say anything. So I just kept quiet too. Bu Yuyun rubbed my back as we hugged. She was like a second mother to me. Ever since I was a kid, apart from Mama, she was the one who was always there whenever I needed someone.

“What do you want to eat this morning, Miss?” ask Mr. Fahri. “I will cook anything Miss wants to eat. New food menu is also okay.”

I laughed when I heard it. “Mm. I want to eat waffles, sir. With two balls of strawberry ice cream and many pieces of fresh fruit.”

After a few days of not jogging with my family, I went back to exercising with them. Black and Gold were never far from my side. I no longer feel sad, but they still seem reluctant to be away from me.

What makes me calm is that Papa and Mama have made up. They ran in tandem and occasionally heard chatting while laughing together. When they thought no one was looking, they kissed in front of their bedroom door before entering and locking the door from the inside.

By noon, the servants were busy setting up a serving table near the front room door. Then they put the serving plate with various snacks, containers filled with drinking water, fruit water, orange juice, coffee, and tea. Mama didn't say we were going to have a celebration today.

The sound of a car entering the yard makes Mr. Abdi walk towards the front door. I glanced at the clock, it was not yet time for Kak Hadi to come home from school or Adi to come home from school. Colin is also unlikely to come at this hour because he has the same lecture schedule as Brother.

“Welcome, Sir,” welcome Mr. Abdi kindly to the person who entered our house. I opened my mouth to see who was coming.

“Oh! Diraaa!!” The man half ran up to me. He did not hesitate to hug me tightly. “Are you okay, baby? I'm very worried about your situation. Oh, geez. I'm so glad to see you again.”

“Thank you, Vikal. Yes, I'm fine.” I returned his embrace.

“Basic women accuse! Who's Nora Camillia? Very presumptuous he hurt you!” Vikal let go of his embrace, then touched my cheek. “You don't worry about anything, okay? No contract was cancelled. Everyone knows that you didn't take the initiative to make that live broadcast. We all fight to keep your name good.”

“Soge, Vikal. I also need to see my little girl.” Mr. Billy patted Vikal on the shoulder. My assistant wanted to argue back, but our boss glared at him. As soon as Vikal got out of the way, Mr. Billy opened his arms wide.

I did not hesitate to come and embrace her. My cry broke because of the guilt that filled my chest. “I'm sorry, Sir. I'm sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing? It's not your fault. I should have apologized for not acting sooner to protect you. I lost quickly to your papa who managed to stop the broadcast was spread or downloaded by netizen.” Mr. Billy rubbed my back to help calm me down.

“Pak Billy's right. It's not your fault.” Vikal ruffled my hair.

The two of them were not the only ones who came to see me. My best friend, Laras, as well as other model partners, either one or different agencies with me, came to visit me. They gave the same reaction by hugging and giving their support to me.

Just like the day before, they brought my favorite flowers and food. We enjoyed the food together. I don't know what I've done to them all this time so they accept me for who I am. I have never felt this close to them, either physically or emotionally.

“Hey, hey, check this out!” Vikal showed me his phone screen. I reflexively closed my eyes because I didn't want to see anything he wanted to show me. “Don't worry, Dira. I won't show you anything bad. This is precisely a good thing, but a bit strange.”

Good thing, but a little weird? Intrigued by the image he mentioned, I glanced at his phone screen. Not just me, but the people near me saw it.

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Meanwhile somewhere~

Reese groaned in annoyance. He threw his cell phone to the empty side of the sofa beside him. “How can there not be a single news regarding the live broadcast? Why is Dira always so lucky? Who is the strong man behind him? Does she have a sugar daddy?” Reese smiled suspiciously.

Cilla shook her head slowly, in disbelief. “You don't know who always protects Dira?” Reese nodded quickly. “Didn't you hear what Mr Sam said so that your viral video he had to pay dearly?”

“Pak Sam told me to take a short break and prepare for further study. That's all I hear. What else did he say?” Reese asked back.

“Dira is the biological daughter of Mr. Mahendra Perkasa, the owner of Satya Perkasa Group. One of the many influential entrepreneurs in the country. She doesn't need sugar daddy,” taunts Cilla.

“You're kidding, ‘kan?” Reese laughed amusedly. Cilla just kept silent making Reese put on a look of wonder. “You're serious? Clarissa turns out to be the granddaughter of a big businessman, then Dira too??”