
After a few days of living in New York, Nesya now began her original goal of doing a photo shoot. After preparing, they left for the location. And after arriving, immediately rush to the make up room.
"Wear this dress first yes, Nesya" Destia said, while some people had dressed Nesya, after Nesya changed clothes, and after a few hours finished they headed to the shooting location.
"Wait on! I have trouble walking." lamented Nesya. Destia immediately approached her and helped her walk, while the bodyguard held the tail of the dress she was wearing.
"Can it start?" ask the photographer, after they arrive at the shooting location.
"Sure." answered Nesya briefly.
"alright. Stand there and we'll start shooting!" the photographer's orders. Nesya began to put herself in the position that had been directed earlier and began to pose with various styles, resulting in many shots.
"Nesya, come! You change the next dress!" destia said, after they took a break a few minutes ago.
"Okay." answered Nesya while walking towards the changing room, as she went down the steps of Nesya's feet accidentally stepped on her long dress, so that Nesya lost her balance and almost fell down, if only Ravindra had not quickly grabbed the girl's body. The eyes of the two met with one another's eyes and Nesya's chest was pounding very hard, Nesya averted her eyes and immediately probably distanced her body from Ravindra, the bodyguard.
"Thank you" said Nesya briefly.
"Other times be careful when stepping! Remember, if you fall and your nose is broken. Hows it? You can't work with a wounded face, can you?" said Ravindra reminded, but instead impressed mocking.
Nesya reflexes touched her smooth nose. "You! Did you just swear to me? Fuck up! Move aside! Stay away from me!" shouted Nesya annoyed, Nesya immediately walked towards the dressing room and also make up again, because in addition to clothes and different colors, the theme of the clothes she uses now is also different from the previous one. A few hours later the photo shoot was over and he felt very tired. Nesya saw some shots on the photographer's camera and they were satisfied with the results.
...(figure of the first dress)...
...(second dress photo shoot result )...
After being satisfied to see some of the photos, they decided to return to the hotel because tomorrow there is a catwalk schedule.
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There was no talk during the trip to the Hotel, the atmosphere was completely silent. Nesya was busy with her phone while Destia, she was asleep. And the bodyguard was more focused on driving, but occasionally his eyeballs glanced at Nesya from the rearview mirror of the front car.
"Why see me?" nesya asked breaking the silence. Realizing that it had been observed secretly.
"I only see the condition of the road behind, Miss Nesya" replied Ravindra reasoned.
"Basic! Find a seafood restaurant! I'm so hungry!" nesya's orders.
"Why not eat? Are you allergic to seafood?" nesya asked Ravindra who only watched the two of them eat.
"Yes. Wh why? Nah! I just don't want to." replied Ravindra surprised to realize from her daydream.
"Eat Ravindra's brother! It's very tasty. Aaak, open your mouth brother!" pinta Destia suddenly reached out to feed the shrimp to Ravindra.
"Thank you, Destia. I'll eat it myself!" Ravindra quickly took the shrimp from the dish and ate it with his own hands.
"All right! That's very good." Destia said while eating the shrimp that was proffered to Ravindra earlier.
"Destia, Destia" said Nesya shaking her head slowly. Surprised, looking at the two in turn. The food was already drained and their stomachs were already very full, they continued on their way back to the hotel.
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"Tomorrow the night I have a catwalk schedule! So, tomorrow afternoon I will go to Spa first." said Nesya when she wanted to get out of the car that has now reached the hotel parking lot.
They rushed into their rooms. Nesya lay her body on the mattress without taking off the bag and shoes that are still attached to her body.
"Oh Nesya, this is your bad habit, try to fix it!" destia.
"Destia, I'm so tired. Standing for a few hours in high heels is painful, Des! I am truly tormented." Nesya lamented to Destia.
"Yes. Every time you shoot you will always say like this, right?" said Destia who has long known the habits of Nesya.
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