Asmara Anastasia

Finals

The awaited event arrived. Wiratama Management Building looks quite crowded with visitors and reporters who happen to be in charge of covering. Crowded voices rang out all over the towering building.

Some spectators even deliberately wear attributes or even carry posters depicting finalists of models who are supportive.

Anastasya squeezed the end of the dress she was wearing. This was even like a dream when he could pass the selection until entering the final round. That's amazing, isn't it? Considering the girl herself barely even had any experience in modeling.

Is there anyone inside who plays in his success? But who? Although Anastasya's subconscious sometimes thinks about it, but it seems impossible. Given who she is is just a poor girl and minimal education anyway.

From inside the makeup room Anastasya was able to hear the MCs start the show. His chest is pounding. Not only tense, but the level of anxiety also doubled.

Anastasya believes that this time, it is not only from the jury and the audience who filled the event building. However, many officials are also important guests from the world of Fashion and Entertainment.

"Pull your breath, then throw it away slowly." Inces again gave instructions to Anastasya who was unable to cover up her nervousness.

Anastasya look good also classy, with a dress designed by the famous designer he uses. A long dress in black with a low cleavage, looks fused in the skin as white as milk. The long dress also has a high hemisphere to the middle of the thigh, which further exposes his legs.

"Ana, tonight you're really pretty," praised Inces as well as maya for the umpteenth time.

The girl just smiled shyly. Sometimes Anastasya cupped both palms, as if he was saying a prayer.

The activity is clearly reflected on some of the participating parties. The make up artists are also the designated designers, as is hunting time. Give the best possible results with the agreed time.

Audible instructions. Anastasya can only say a prayer while sighing in a time when the five finalists must show ability.

"Pray me." The girl looked expectantly at her two comrades.

"Don't worry. You just have to fight as much as possible. We know if you can. So don't disappoint us." Although the sentence was actually intended to arouse Anastasya's trust, but in fact the girl was quite shrunk after staring at the four other finalists who became rivals.

"Ana, you can do it" Anastasya murmured.

The five finalists with riveting makeup, stood awun on the catwalk. The boisterous clap of the audience added to the nervousness also became an encouragement when the name of the finalist was shouted.

Anastasya combed his eyes towards the jury table as well as the audience seats. From a distance the girl found Bi Atun's face clapping cheerfully while shouting her name. Sarah is also on her right side. Anastasya smiled haru. Although there is no family, but with the presence of the closest people, the appearance is able to arouse confidence and mental that had gone down.

As his gaze turned in another direction, the pair of girl's neutrals rounded completely. The salivary was painstakingly swallowed, while the figure of Rangga seemed to sit in the row of seats of honor.

The girl spontaneously gave a look.

I'm shy.

******

Enter the big three. Doesn't that include miracles. Inces himself is not sure if his foster children are able to bulldoze his opponent to be able to perch in the top three seats.

But after he saw firsthand how Anastasya's hard work from a plain girl could turn a hundred and eighty different degrees while on stage.

Yes, tonight Anastasya's appearance is quite stunning. Plus the expensive dress is also a beautiful face that increasingly perfects the appearance. But this is a competition. Where some opponents also have more talent than him.

"Thank you for Brother Inces and Sister Maya. I don't know what I'll repay you with." Anastasya almost cried. He looked at the two with teary eyes.

"Our practice. It seems like that is enough to pay for our hard work" replied Maya, who was also influenced by Inces.

"Correct? Aren't you guys gonna ask for more?"

"You're arrogant." Inces ruffled his waist, he was a little upset.

Anastasya also laughed. Feeling satisfied when successfully tempting his partner.

Although only getting third position, the mistya prize he received was quite large. Both from the production, and sponsors.

All in the form of cash is also a minimalist residence in the city center. Not to forget some exclusive contracts that can make his career come to the fore.

"What if after this we stopped by the diner yesterday. Brother agrees?"

"Ehem."

The two colleagues did not have time to answer when a man greeted the three.

"Congratulations." The man's lips covered a knotty smile. Anastasya who still remembered who the owner of the voice was, immediately stiffened.

The man reached out his hand, intending to congratulate Anastasya.

The girl was stunned. Silence without expression.

"Ana, what are you doing." Inces stared intently and pinched Anastasya's cheek which made the girl aghast and quickly realized from the daydream.

"Huh, I-iya sir. Thank you," Anastasya answered wrongly.

"What, if I'm the only one who's gonna treat you?" Rangga looked at the three with a sumringah face. Moreover, his gaze met with the figure of Anastasya.

All three baffled. Has this guy been listening to their conversation?