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Zara's POV

"Mommm, I was been accepted." I shouted after entering the family room.

"Shhh, don't scream. Why is this beautiful child screaming? Congratulations, Mom's child is finally working." said Mom hugging me. I hugged her back too.

"Thanks for the prayers, Mom because I was accepted there. You know, the room there is nice, the privacy is satisfactory, the employees are all friendly. Besides that, the manager of Clivton International is also handsome. Comparable to my boyfriend, Justin Bieber." I said.

"Oh yeah? That's great. It's lucky that you applied on time. So no one has applied yet. Mom told you, the CEO is handsome. It seems your imaginary boyfriend is losing out to the CEO over there." Mama chuckled.

"It's not the CEO, Mom, but the manager. I didn't know the CEO. Besides, the CEO at Clivon International has just been changed, his name isn't on the blog that Zara read yesterday. But tomorrow Zara will know. The problem is that starting tomorrow, Zara has started work plus joined meeting with the CEO. I said at length.

"Oh, I see. Mom guessed the CEO was handsome too. Well, you rest now. Mom wants to continue watching first." said Mom. Then he turned his attention back to the television in front of him.

I left the living room to my room. It feels like only a day out of bed but already feels like a month.

I immediately opened the bedroom window because since this morning I haven't had the chance to open the window.

The sun was really hot because it was still 11 o'clock. When I looked straight at the window, I found the new neighbor doing a little exercise. He did a pull up, right in front of me. Unknowingly I was a little fascinated by the shape of the body which, um, you could say it's perfect. Broad chest, six pack abs, handsome face, rich, yes, I admit it all.

Ah, no no. Only his body shape is good. He suddenly looked at me and rolled his eyes and smiled. I immediately looked away from him.

Stupid asshole, too flirty.

But why have I just seen it? He hasn't been in his yard lately.

It's possible that lately he's been busy traveling around the city of Jakarta and busy winking at all the women he meets.

Ah, never mind. None of my business. I closed my bedroom window again.

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Zara's POV

"Mom, Zara is out for a while. Take a walk near here." I shouted.

"Don't scream like that, I already heard. Okay, be careful." said Mom.

I also took a walk around the complex fun around the house. It also feels bored if you are constantly in the house, let alone being in the room. It's not that I don't like the house or my room, but ever since the arrival of a new neighbor who Mama called "hot" I became uncomfortable. Especially when I'm in the room with the state of my bedroom window that I opened wide. I always encounter the figure of a "flirty ghost" when I look out the window. Yes, I call him the flirtatious ghost. Because of the first one, I forgot his name. Second, he is very flirtatious. Third, he is like a ghost, the front of his house looks deserted but suddenly the flirtatious ghost is on the top floor, to be precise in his room where the window is directly opposite mine.

"Just alone?" asked someone behind me. His voice is very, ehhmm sexy.

I turned my body to know who has that sexy voice. Very tempting.

After I know who has that sexy voice, I will withdraw what I said earlier. No sexy voice, nothing seductive. Turns out he's a flirtatious ghost. Why did he follow me all the way here? Because this is quite far from our house. Error. my house.

"You can see for yourself, sir. What are you following me for? Or maybe you want to kidnap me. Then you will take me to an empty house near a dense forest. Then you will rape me, then after that you just leave leave me. Ohhhh you are so mean. Get out of here. Don't come near." I said at length. I stepped away from him a few steps. If what I said earlier was true, then it was really scary. But fortunately in front of me there is a minimarket which is quite crowded with visitors. My fear is pretty much gone.

He also raised an eyebrow.

"I just want to buy some kitchen necessities at this convenience store. I also have no appetite for your thin body. Drink more milk. And one more thing, you told me not to speak formally, but why are you breaking your own words?" he chuckled.

I froze at his words. Embarrassed, sad (because he called me skinny), and annoyed. It's so annoying. Why should I meet him?

"Whatever. You flirty ghost. You don't know who I am. I'm a secretary for Clivton International. What right do you have to take care of me?" I asked arrogantly.

He just smiled and went to the convenience store. Oh, how annoying he is. Just watch out if I meet him again, I will chop his body into several pieces.

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