AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
Help Me, Please ....

"Fuckin' shit!"

Ririn was rampaging in her room. Scrambling all the items that are neatly lined up.

"How do I destroy the LB?" snarl.

And the words of intimidation from an Agam made him keep anger and frustration on Agam as well.

Yes, in her innermost mind Ririn does crave an Agam, even all female artists who are under the auspices of the agency HHP or Haiden Home Pruduction may feel the same as her. I love and admire Agam Ben Buana.

But Agam is so difficult to achieve, even to be able to meet with Agampun is a rare thing. So many actresses who by themselves believe if Agam oranges eat oranges.

So, they are just amazed, then throw away the feeling of wanting to have it all the way to space.

"Rin, let's get ready. Don't forget, I'll come to the commissioner's wedding" cried Devi.

"I'm ready soon too. You don't talk much, Dev!"

***

"Is the LB coming?"

After arriving at the HGC parking area, Ririn took a look for the whereabouts of Linda or an assistant who doubles as LB manager, Bagas.

"HGC and HHP starfish artists are definitely invited, Rin. Let's see if LB comes." Like his master Devipun was looking around.

"OUR TV car is parked, but LB has nothing to do with OUR TV anymore" said Ririn who has now started to step foot on the red carpet, greeted by the flash of the camera and the screams of his fans.

Ririn wore a long, dangling black dress, studded with gliter. His back was left open. Free for public consumption.

The red carpet towards the guarantee area instantly changed like a fashion show stage. Studied by stars, conglomerates, and core officials.

The guests came in their best dresses. With each other or alone.

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Meanwhile, Mianita Indah Barata has just got off Agam's car. In the parking area, Agam sculpted. He leaned his body on the body of the car while staring at the HGC building as if he wanted to measure its height.

"Sir, Sir."

Agam didn't even heed Mia's call. Agam's eyes focused on the HGC curtains that reminded him of Linda.

LB, the abbreviation of a unique and beautiful name, as beautiful as your face, El ....

Seriously, Mr. Dirut is doing his laundry. He was smiling in a condition still looking up.

"Sir," Mia patted Agam on the shoulder.

"Please don't touch me" said Agam. He rubbed his shoulders until Mia's eyes bought.

"I'm a doctor, Mr. Agam, my hands are clean. Probably cleaner than the HGC artists." Mia grunted in annoyance. Her lips are spoiled.

"Wait, why did Miss bring up the name of the HGC artist?" Feeling unacceptable because he knew Linda's hand was so fragrant and clean.

"Hehehe, why did I choose to be a doctor, because I didn't want to be an artist. A lot of agencies have asked me. Some even came to the house to ask my father for help to persuade me." His style of speaking reminded Agam of miss Aiza.

If Miss Aiza deserves to talk in a spoiled style and make such a haze, she is still 18 years old. This lha? He's 26, Agam thought.

"Please let Miss go first. I still want to be here."

"Sir, said my father, you and I had to go through the red carpet together. You want to, right? Besides if you intend to marry someone should be brought here dong his person."

"Enough, Miss. Around the red carpet a lot of reporters, if I come with Miss, they can be mistaken" elak Agam. The man's tone began to rise.

"But, Sir. When I was alone?"

"Miss to --."

"Have you come?"

Mr. Barata deliberately visited the executive parking area to welcome his daughter and his future daughter-in-law. I don't know whose daughter-in-law.

"Sir," Agam again did the soldier salute.

Mia is happy, the father's child feels like getting a fresh breeze, because the possibility of being able to pass the red carpet with his dream man will be realized.

"Let's go inside together" asked Mr. Barata. A sentence that Agam did not expect at all.

And again an embrace and clap on the shoulder made by Mr. Barata made him unable to refuse.

"Well," said Agam.

And after a few steps, Agam knitted his brows. Something's wrong, pikrnya.

Did Mr Barata hypnotize me? Why do I always agree? But ... needs to be further ascertained.

Agam was fully conscious, but unfortunately his feet had stepped on the red carpet, and dozens of camera eyes had been aiming at him. Mr. Barata stood in the middle, flanked by Agam and Mia. Agam stood upright, while Mia appeared to wrap her hands in her father's arms.

'Checkrake, chekrek ....'

The blitz sound. Mia and Agam are in the spotlight.

Who is that beautiful woman?

That's Mr. Barata, right? The chief of the HGC commissioner's bodyguards.

Is that woman Mr Agam's candidate?

If there is no relationship, they do not come together, right?

Assumptions were raised from the media, fortunately in the lavish party event the reporters were only allowed to take pictures of the guests. May the interview be later after the event is over and discussed 'Should' about the wedding party only.

There is no other way when the camera takes aim except to smile and pose, it was done Mr. Barata and Mia but not with Agam. He also posed anyway, but the pose is very cold as Antarctica.

Agam was not aware if the pose actually added to the aura of her virginity until her fans shivered cold.

***

The presence of Agam along with the head of the bodyguard and his daughter was also seen by Ririn and all N&T broadcasters. Including by a beautiful woman who is currently eating alone in a library.

His appetite disappeared instantly when he saw the man who had fertilized his uterus stretch with another woman. Rice feels like chaff and chicken suir this feels like a raked wood chips, rough and of course not tasty.

Linda grabbed the drinking water, and it was really hard when she was about to swallow it. Severe, this springy taste just gets stronger every second.

"You see your father-to-be? He was with another woman," he lamented at the stomach which he was currently wide open with a lift of his clothes.

It turns out there are funny habits that Linda often does. As he read, his stomach would be left open. And he turned the book on his stomach.

Tired, and upset, Linda finally intends to swim. In accordance with Agam's message, he went to the swimming pool in the basement using the elevator.

Linda wears a non-open swimsuit.

Not bi now anyway, but .. whose name is a swimsuit plus the wearer is a beautiful and sexy new brand ambassador of HGC, so. That's how.

***

As has been set, the executive chair also requires Agam to sit together with Mr. Barata and Mia.

"Sir, I'll be there" Agam said when he saw the bench in the VVIP line there were some empty ones.

"No name, this."

Mr. Barata showed a signboard shaped pelakat.

"Oh, well I'll sit here."

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Meanwhile in a waiter room there seemed to be someone who looked clumsy and confused.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Sorry, I-I'm lost. You were going to the bathroom, could you take me to the bathroom?"

"Find the security guard." Said the young lady who was the waitress.

"Sorry Brother, I'm from the village, came here for joining my brother who happens to be one of the exemplary employees at HGC." Behind the mask, his eyes were paled.

"All right, I'm dropping in, but up to the front of the toilet, yeah."

"Yes, thank you."

The young woman drove.

"It's a --."

BUGH, someone suddenly came out of one of the bathroom rooms and hit him on the head with a bag.

"Drag!" his orders.

And the woman who asked to be escorted to the bathroom immediately dragged and smothered the waitress into the toilet.

When the waitress starts waking up ....

BUGH, his head was hit again and he fainted again.

"Quick undress you, I'll take off her shirt!"

"okay."

And that happened quickly. Now, the woman who claimed to be lost has changed into a waitress costume, and the original waitress has been wearing another costume carried by the hitter and left alone in the toilet.

"Do your job well." He patted the fake waitress' shoulder.

"Sip" he replied in a whisper.

Soon you will be ashamed, Agam Ben Buana. A big show will be performed.

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"Good fun."

"I went there, yes" said the fake waiter.

"Yes, you're all."

"Ready."

On the VVIP and executive benches, invited guests will indeed be specially entertained. Besides being able to enjoy a buffet, they will also be treated to drinks and food directly.

After shaking hands and congratulating the bride, Agam again sat on the same bench.

"Sir Agam I'm waiting for you. Eat with yuk. What country do you want a menu from?" ask Mia.

"I'm not going to eat here. Just stay home" he replied.

"I don't eat either."

"Please Miss, don't follow me, if you're hungry just eat" said Agam.

"That's a terrible father, hehehe. The more handsome you know sir, if you're fierce."

Mia propped up her chin, her elbows resting on the table, then looked at Agam and was amazed as if she was looking at a sight.

"Miss, you don't be so presumptuous."

Agam upset. Thinking about leaving the party soon, there was someone he had to meet first.

And that's when the fake waitress comes carrying a cold drink that looks refreshing.

"Good fun."

Agam who was upset, automatically immediately took the drink and swooped it.

Yes, it's almost over.

On the VVIP bench someone was watching Agam.

Unfortunately, I cannot bring HP. If only there was HP, I'd already recorded it.

"When will you come home?" ask Mia.

"Fastly," answered Agam briefly.

"What if I come home to my father? I can't go home with my dad. Today my schedule is very busy, definitely not going home anymore."

"Hmm, sorry Miss. You go home alone, after all you are an adult," said Agam while gulping down the rest of the drink earlier because he felt his throat dry up until the drink was not venomous.

Yes, it's almost over. The effect must be terrible. Inner of a person sitting on a VVIP bench.

Five minutes later ....

Agam was surprised to see Linda beside him.

El ....

He almost called the name, but suddenly realized that the one beside him was Mia instead of Linda.

"Sir Why? How come his face is like blushing?" Mia looked strangely.

Agam did not answer. He scratched, his neck that felt hot and itchy.

Something strange, why my body so hot? The feeling when I first came, the AC was cold.

Agam regulate his breathing because he felt if his heart was pounding.

"I'll excuse you to go to the bathroom first" Agam passed.

And as Agam stood up, Mia saw that the man was a little shabby.

"Sir, you're okay, right? Do I need to accompany? Your face is like a sick man."

Mia who is a doctor of course can see the irregularities on Agam's face.

"You must not be so presumptuous, Miss. I'm fine" said Agam in a loud voice, until another nearby guest glanced, and bowed to Agam.

"Sorry."

Mia bowed, then looked at Agam's missing back behind the crowd.

Agam walked quickly to the toilet, and someone stalked him from behind.

Agam immediately entered the men's toilet, but the vague chatter of two people in front of the women's toilet made his forehead wrinkle.

"I'm sure I was framed. I drove a lost woman, she said to the toilet."

"I was beaten until I fainted. How's this Mel?"

"Oh my goodness, Rita, what are you? Thankfully I went to the toilet. I'm surprised, why did you sleep in the toilet and put on a nice shirt?"

"I passed out Mel, not sleeping."

"Look at Rit, let's keep this incident a secret. If we tell the supervisor, I'm sure he'll be upset. Thank you if the news does not reach the manager, if it reaches the ears of the manager and Mr. Barata, the WO where we work can be destroyed, Rit."

"Okay, thank you Mel."

"Well, now that your clothes are good, you're looking for that fake waitress."

Agam's heart was getting worse, the incident when he downed the drink was stupefied again.

"I have to get out of here, before things get messed up. I'm so dizzy ...." Mumbled Agam.

ARGHH.

Agam walked quickly and staggered towards the parking area.

Shit, I left my office keys at home.

Initially Agam will go up to the 88th floor. Agam panicked again when he realized if he did not hold the posel. Upon entering the building, all cell phones were confiscated. It can be taken again when going home, but to go to the Agam retrieval room must pass through the crowd.

It is impossible to pass through the crowd in a drunken condition.

"Bad! This time I was trapped, and unfortunately my phone was inside, I couldn't ask anyone for help" he grumbled as he was in the car.

"Arghh, I want to undress and my brain is perverted."

Agam hit the steering wheel and his left hand began to actively unbutton his suit without being controlled.

'Tok, tok.'

The parking attendant knocked on the door.

'Srek.'

I opened it a little.

"What's wrong, sir?" His voice began to tremble.

"Sorry Mr. Dirut, the rules should not be anyone resting in the car while the event is still ongoing. All invited guests must be in or ...."

The parking attendant did not dare to speak.

"You left the building, right? Okay, I'm going to go."

And ....

'BRUUMM.'

When the gas hit, the parking attendant was shocked to fall to the floor.

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"Target's out of the building, you just follow up, the police number ...." So-so. Said the stalker.

"Thank you, I can't wait. Haha."

"Hehehe, enjoy yourselves Roy, and friends, hahhaha. Don't forget vidio. If you succeed I'll add more to the pay."

"Every boss, this is the most fun mission."

"I'm sure he won't be able to drive the car for long."

"Sy base! Haha. Me and my friends can already see the car."

"From the beginning I wanted him to be destroyed." The stalker ended the call, and then came out of the HGC.

***

"I can't, I can't drive in this condition."

Agam began to feel if his eyes are blurred, his head is very dizzy, but his libido continues to increase.

'CKIIIT.'

Agam confronts a teenage pedestrian woman.

"Aaaa," who was blocked cried out in surprise.

Get out of the car, there's no other way but to ask someone for help.

"Bi-can borrow her phone, I-I pay." With a pushy look Agam reached out and gave several hundred thousand pieces of money.

The teenager gave it away without further ado. Apparently he was hypnotized also with the charm of Agam.

***

"Bu Linda .. to-please sa-me .. please .... I-I was on the shoulder of the four kilometer road, the HGC building. Use any car in the parking lot. Help me, please ...."

"HUHHH?"

Linda, who had just finished swimming, hit her cheek several times after receiving a call from an unknown number.

"Is this a joke? Why is he wearing a new number?! Keep the voice, why tremble so?"

While drying her hair, Linda kept thinking.

"Please, don't ya? I'm confused."

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