BEHIND THE SCENES

CHAPTER 9: THE POOR SOUL WHO THRONES

What a notification that Anin really expects. Not in vain the results of his hard work for approximately 2 weeks. To prepare his work.

Unceasingly Anin prayed to give thanks to God. Because his goals are almost achieved. Yeah, one more step. Anin was convinced that his abilities were very decent.

On Saturday, after the magrib prayer.

Soon Anin prepared herself to head out to the boutique doing presentations for two of her works that made the top 10.

Anin who always wears neat and closed clothes. This time choose t-shirt leggings and black long sleeve tight tops.

And for the outside, he wears a mustard-yellow Korean-style coat, with 1 ribbon-shaped buttons on the front under his chest. Always with his snikers shoes, which are in the same color as his coat.

Curly hair wavy on his back, he let it decompose with a small pinch on the pincer on the right part of his ear. To his face, Anin simply patted a thin powder, polishing a clear lip gloss.

Giving a natural impression on his lips, which is still pink. Tonight, Anin wanted to appear somewhat different than usual. Because in addition to mastering the material of his work, he also wants to perform to the maximum.

After saying goodbye and asking for his father's blessing. He also propelled his motor. The street of the capital Surabaya. At medium speed with a carefree heart. Arriving at the designated place looks like 8 other competitors have been sitting neatly lined up.

Only Firda and Nesha knew him there. The rest are probably freelance designers like Haifa said a few days ago.

It was Anin's turn to be called in to enter the fixed designer's room. It appears Wilna was in the room that was tasked to call the participants who would advance to deliver a presentation of their respective works.

"Please come in and introduce yourself."Said a middle-aged woman wearing a dark purple blazer in front of her.

By whispering the word Bismillah in the heart of Anin began to introduce himself.

"Good evening, my name is Anindyta Kailila usually called Anin." Said loudly.

"Well, I'm the main judge in this competency. And please greet the two jurors who are in the Director's room, via CCTV." The woman named Melati said it was polite. Soon Anin bent her body towards the CCTV in front of her. After that, Melati gave 10 minutes for Anin to finish the work she had created.

When it was finished, Melati also threw some questions about the work. And Anin answered him. Not a difficult thing for Anin, because he was ready and able to account for the work of his own hands.

Melati nodded her head, then said: "Sir CEO and mother Director, is there anything to say or questions?" he said that of course his voice can be caught from the director's room which is still 1 floor with the designer's room remains it.

"From, these 10 works are in my hands. I see the similarity of Initials in the picture. Are the works of the same people, or just coincidentally the same?" The sound of Ms. Melisa's voice from the CCTV camera in the room echoed.

"Excuse me, my permission to answer. Those two pictures are all my work, ma'am." Anin replied politely.

"Is it within 2 weeks that you can create 2 works..?" ask Melisa again

"Sorry, yes Mom" Anin said, nodding her head.

"Wilna, please inform the other participants. To be more patient waiting. Because, after this I asked Anin to directly present his other work." Said Ms. Melisa still from her room.

"Ready, ma'am." Wilna replied as she stepped out of the room to convey the information.

"Good, Anin. Are you ready for your next job?" ask Miss Melisa.

"Ready, ma'am." Said Anin still in a loud and excited voice.

After the presentation that Anin delivered. Suddenly a male voice came from the CCTV camera. However, only his voice. His face is invisible.

"Are you able to sew your own, according to the work you created?" said the man.

"Ready, Insyaalloh can sir." Anin replied steadily.

"I'm waiting for the clothes to be ready for Monday." The man's words were short.

"But, sir we still have 4 participants who have not presented." Struggling Jasmine

"This is the complete package!! Provide compensation for those who have not delivered a presentation. We've got the winner." The man replied, at first glance sounding very powerful and influential in the boutique.

"I'm going to your room, see the next attendee firsthand." Said Ms. Melisa

And Tit. Looks like the CCTV's turned off.

"Sorry, Anin. Your second presentation is over. The announcement of the winner is still carried out according to procedure. Please come back and wait for the results email by tomorrow morning." Melati said kindly.

"Well, thank you for this opportunity."Anin replied politely and walked towards the exit

And when he came out of the room Anin passed by Ms. Melisa. Engraved a sweet smile from Bu Melisa's face, in the respectful nod of Anin.

When outdoors, Anin chose to go straight home. Without waiting for Nesha and Firda. He, apologizing couldn't accompany her until they were done. Recalling the night, Anin remembered her father at home. Nesha and Firda who had understood Anin's busyness at home also allowed Anin to go straight home without waiting for them.

Arrive on the ground floor, right in front of the door. Anin was treated to a sight that made her heart beat faster.

Anin finds the figure of a man she hit the other day. But tonight's performance looks relaxed. Just wrapped in young gray baggy pants with a black collared shirt top looks so relaxed.

The man looked at Anin as if there was something he wanted to convey. And he almost pulled the tip of his lips, to smile. However, in his disdain. Follow the sound of a horn from a luxury sports car in white. The man entered, then the car just passed before Anin's eyes. Anin's unblinking eyes stared at the car that had left her far away. Anin, just a curious pause. Who is the man who looks like a woman at MJ's Boutique.

"Is that Jordan Syahreza Melisa's husband?" ask Anin in my heart. But, if her husband. Why not wait until Melisa's done?" Anin still guessed who that man was.

While walking towards the parking lot of the motorbike. Anin continues to monologue. "But, what if it's Melisa's husband...!!! Oh, *T*dol... Why does the world seem so unfair to me anymore...? Miss Melisa is beautiful, good, successful, what is it, married handsome too.? Lord... aside for me just one time ..🙏🙏🙏 make a life support forever*." Misqueeen Anin's soul struggling😀

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