Asmara Anastasia

Reunite

It was seen in Sarah's apartment. The sound of a simple voice in the ivory-white painted room was quite spacious.

Sarah stood in the doorway with a waistline. The slim woman scanned the view in front of her while shaking her head.

The clock is still showing at 06:30 am, but everyone seems preoccupied with their work.

Some of the people gathered in the room. It looks like inces_ is the one acting the most horrendous. His legs always move agile, turning around and there as if they do not run out of energy.

Not only his body, but also his lips that seemed to be los dol without brakes, when sending the girl in front of him.

"Oh my god, Ana. Stop blinking, how do I put this contact lens, if your eyes keep blinking," Inces told Anastasya, who was about to cry.

"Stop, don't cry. Your makeup will surely wear off." Inces ruffled her hair in frustration. This is the toughest thing when perfecting the appearance of Anastasya. The girl was still difficult to adjust to when inces asked her to put on contact lenses.

"I'm sorry, I'm still used to using that kind of thing."

Inces sighed deeply, while Maya only fell silent and occasionally tidied up the dress Anastasya was wearing.

"Oh my god." Inces tried hard, although now it was his turn to cry.

"Ces, don't be forced. After all, Ana already looks pretty without using that thing." Sarah opens her voice.

"Huh, well," resigned inces.

"Come, we gotta move fast. We don't have much time." Sarah checked the time on the watch that was coiled around her wrist.

******

"Ana, maybe I can't keep you company until the show's over. I have a photo shoot scheduled for noon and I have to get to the location before eleven." Sarah looked at Anastasya who already looked beautiful with her appearance now. Sometimes he stared at the mobile phone that continued to vibrate. Now the group is in Sarah's car driven by the driver.

"What the hell are you," the girl replied softly.

"But take it easy, you'll stay with inces and Maya. They'll keep you company until it's over."

Anastasya sighed. He wasn't even mentally and courage enough to join this talent search. The girl knows herself well enough, if she hadn't gotten into the audition.

"Ka" said Anastasya.

"Why?" Sarah scanned Anastasya's facial expression. He found anxiety and awkwardness there. "You're not gonna back down before you start, are you?" telisik Sarah's.

Anastasya made a splash. Inces and Maya had been arguing in the back seat of the passenger was silent.

"Bu-not so ka, ha-it's just that I'm still not confident." Half stuttered Anastasya said it.

"Everything needs a process, Ana. I also had a sense of being in your current position, when I started to pioneer my career. It's not easy, but if you have the determination and the will, I'm sure you can." Sarah looked straight ahead, not trying to look at Anastasya.

The girl was silent. A pair of interlocking hands.

Well, this has already become his wish. Although it will run as hard as anything, the spirit will never be extinguished.

*****

The building of several floors seemed to be filled with many humans. They went back and forth with a sheet of paper in hand. For Anastasya himself, he did not need to bother for registration and all sorts of things, considering all had become Sarah's responsibility. It was not Anastasya who immediately asked, but it was Sarah who felt responsible for the girl he had forced before.

Registration is pretty strict. Any participants who do not meet the criteria or have a height that is not in accordance with the rules, are immediately removed.

Anastasya begins to follow the process, with Sarah always standing next to him.

"Please enter the building room to attend the next audition stage." A woman sitting between the jury tables held out a piece of paper bearing three-digit numbers, which Anastasya believed to be the participants' sequence numbers.

Anastasya was wide open, grabbing the white paper with trembling hands.

"Thank you for your face and posture." Sarah thinned her lips, staring at the girl in front of her from head to toe, while Anastasya frowned.

"Why? The two things I said earlier are your main capital to become a super model." A thin seri-sighted on Sarah's lips, which could not be understood by Anastasya.

"Alright, I can't linger waiting for you. There's a photo shoot, and I have to get to the location in thirty minutes." Sarah now turned her gaze towards Inces and Maya who was walking towards her while carrying some paper bags containing the items Anastasya needed.

"I have a photo shoot. All crews must have been waiting." Sarah went back to checking the watch on the wrist. This time, he had to completely leave Anastasya.

"Sar, you're gonna need me." Maya, who plays Sarah's personal assistant, opens her voice.

Sarah, who was about to walk away, turned around for a moment.

"The company of Anastasya, I can take care of myself." The woman smiled faintly before leaving. Maya was only flabbergasted, while both of her hands were clenched tightly.

******

"Ana, relax your facial muscles. You don't need that tight." Inces clucked while hitting his forehead repeatedly. Anastasya is not only face tense when waiting his turn, but also has to go back and forth to the toilet just to urinate.

Inces was infuriated, several dozen times he smoothed his appearance and clothes, even when the girl's feet had not stepped on the catwalk.

"Yes, I can go crazy just by looking at your silliness, Ana."

"Stop swearing, you should have calmed her down before you got on stage." Maya even began to get tired of the babbling of women so-so events.

"Alright," said Inces gave up losing while exhaling softly.

Among the crowd Inces always guided Anastasya. Re-honed the movement of the girl's legs and body, although inces itself should not hesitate over the talent that Anastasya met even though only a few weeks were in his upbringing.

Occasionally the third view is fixed on other participants who have a beautiful face with a gentle bent body and dazzling gleaming. Anastasya's guts began to shrink. Can he? Could he be able to?

"Remember Ana, there is no such thing as a word in the dictionary of our lives. You don't have to be nervous or embarrassed when you're standing on stage. This stage is yours. Ignore the booing audience, and use the boisterous applause of the audience as your encouragement." Inces with lips polished pink lipstick that continues to encourage tirelessly, as well as Maya. Until Anastasya who was not confident, began to show his spirit and courage.

"All right, I'll try."

In the midst of the conversation, an MC mentioned the name along with the sequence number Anastasya to quickly act on the catwalk.

Confidently, the eighteen-year-old girl stepped foot. Climbing the stairs before the foot of the level wrapped in hels collided with the stage floor.

Anastasya began to show his action. Dres is white knee-length bone, looks wrapped slim body that is quite contained. While the long mane is just stitched up. Kian made an appearance Anastasya opened several pairs of jury eyes.

The body and legs began to move agilely on the catwalk. Anastasya who is plain and shy, now turned Graceful and firm, of course the results of the Mayan and Inces reshuffle.

The crowd's claps sounded. Anastasya made more excited even with a groggy taste that was lost somewhere without a trace.

Among the crowd, Maya and Inceslah_ seemed the most excited.

******

"Oh my god, Ana. It's insanity. Not just the top one hundred, you can even enter the top twenty," cried inces as an overflow of happiness.

Of the three people, it is precisely incest that is most made happy. He kissed the paper number Anastasya, until the white paper was filled with the stamp of his lips.

"Thanks to you both. Brother Inces, sister Maya. Thanks though. I wouldn't be like this without your hard work." Anastasya looked at the two who were with him in turn. Without them, he is no one.

"Oh... So sweet." The three embraced. Feeling that the day was starting to go up in the evening, they walked out of the building to find food. Yes, according to inces count as a form of celebration.

The three go hand in hand. Anastasya runs in the middle, flanked by inces also virtual on both sides. They seem so happy.

Meanwhile, from the building lobby area, several men dressed in formal suits appeared to walk occasionally seen talking to each other. On the sidelines of the conversation, a well-built man accidentally circulated his gaze around, a pair of neutrals were wide-eyed when he found the view that made him jerk.

What girl is. But.... ? Is he just similar.

The man did not care about his interlocutor, and instead looked at the distant view in front. Even the repeated pats on his shoulders were ignored.

For some reason, his heart started to beat. What is this feeling? Even when looking at him from a distance alone had already made his body respond this far.

*But his appearance was quite different from the two meetings he had with me back then. But, he really was similar to that girl. The girl who always bothered my mind. Then what's he here for? I need to find out quickly.

Connected*