
Praise for the compliments Fayra received. Whether it's from his friend Hasna or the crew. Makes the girl more confident. Moreover, when he was currently appearing in front of the man who seemed to have captured his heart at this time.
"Arfan, now it's your turn to change clothes. Buruan, yes! I'm waiting for you here" said Fayra who immediately made Arfan freeze in disbelief.
Lips that want to say fast, somehow feel groggy for a moment.
"Ke, why me, Non? No, I'm just here to nemenin Non Fayra, all right?" arfan's clumsy question to Fayra.
"You don't forget, yeah! That was, you're begging me for forgiveness. Now, do you remember that, hmmm?" said Fayra, while pulling up one of his eyebrows next to his, as if he was threatening the loyal bodyguard.
"Yes, I did not forget, Miss. But, ...," said Arfan directly in the sambar by Fayra the boss who likes to act.
"No, there's a buts! Come on, manhunt change your clothes!" said Fayra who had pushed Arfan's back, thrusting it on the makeup team that had been ready to standby.
By force, Arfan also obeyed the young lady's orders. Then, Arfan was taken to the dressing room and conjured to be the groom of the present.
While waiting for the personal bodyguard to decorate himself. Fayra opened a magazine book that was seen by Arfan earlier.
Suddenly, Hasna came over to Fayra who seemed to look happy and excited. Because, the smile on Fayra's pretty face seemed to never disappear. Of course it makes the soul kepo a Hasna, thrashing can not bear to ask.
"Fay, are you sure there's absolutely no equal, guys, hmmm? If you look around from your smile that continues to expand like instant noodles, anyway .. I'm not sure if you have no taste to him," said Hasna at length, said, throughout the course of his life in the mortal world.
Exaggerated indeed!
Hasna loved Fayra as much as her family. Hasna is the only child in her family. It was very different from Fayra who had two brothers.
"Fay, what, you even got me who was so curious about you and that guy, anyway?!" hasna's protests intensified to fend for Fayra.
Fayra closed the magazine book, then began to say, "Indeed, why? What if I keep smiling that means I have feelings for her, hmmm? No, right!" he is very good at theatre.
"Currently, you're ... you're a drama queen, yes!" rutuk sebal Hasna who in the end, did not get any answers. Now, he was even pouting from feeling disappointed.
Seeing the friend's bent face, Fayra patted Hasna's shoulder slowly. He said, "Hi, what's wrong with you, huh? Getting angry? Hehehe .. sorry! Actually, I don't know either, Na. I also can't understand what I'm feeling right now for her" said Fayra, who made Hasna's head turn towards her best friend.
Now, their eyes met and looked at each other.
"You mean, you don't know exactly how you feel about her, do you?" tanya Hasna repeated Fayra's sentence to her.
Fayra nodded her head in a sign that she was completely confused at the moment.
Hasna was immediately more excited to invite Fayra to communicate. In fact, he was amazed at the behavior of his best friend this one.
How hilarious!
"Gini, yes, Fay ...," Hasna's speech choked up, as Arfan suddenly appeared distracting the two girls who were different fashion.
Fayra and Hasna's eyes sparkled for a moment. When a handsome man who had changed his clothes, made them admire the creation of God who looked so perfect.
Handsome and handsome!
Yes, Arfan's face looks more handsome with his current appearance. The shaleh man, wearing a groom's shirt that matches the color of his bride's shirt.
Really Perfect!
Perhaps, those words were in his head the Hasna who began to predict in his heart.
"Masya Allah .. This is the perfect groom. In retrospect, the two of them were a perfect fit, but why did Fayra even hesitate to like her? Ah, nevermind! Enjoy what is available today. It seems, there will be plenty of sustenance for me through the two of them. If, later sales of this design is successful. I'll give them a bonus." Hasna monologue in the corner of her heart's recess.
"How, Miss? Do I deserve to wear this shirt?" arfan asked in disbelief.
Seeing Fayra and Hasna, no one could tell him. Arfan suddenly wanted to turn around, intending to go back again to change his clothes.
"It seems, doesn't fit, huh? You guys are staring so weirdly at me. Then I'll change it again, yeah!" said Arfan who was immediately in the fast sambar by Fayra and Hasna together.
"Don't ...!!!" shouted the two beautiful girls who were also directly standing up from their seats.
Arfan turned his body back to face the young lady and Hasna.
"Why not? Didn't you guys look at me with a weird look, just now? I guess this is not suitable for me to use," explained Arfan who felt inferior.
"Eh, don't think so, Mom! It's so handsome, you know!" chirps Hasna honest.
"Yes, Fan. No, yeah! Come on, let's start shooting!" invite Fayra who is getting stubbornly made.
The shooting session started.
"Okay, camera stand by, lighting .. ready ...!" the photographer shouted at all the crew.
"Mas, please relax more, yes! Don't be so tense!" the cameraman told Arfan.
"I-iya" said Arfan who was even more nervous.
Again the photographer gave direction to Arfan and Fayra.
"Bak just as much trying to look more natural, yes. Imagine, as if you are a couple who love each other." said the photographer who immediately made the two increasingly stubborn direction.
In fact, the reflexes of Fayra and Arfan's eyes were staring at each other. Without warning, the photographer took a portrait of Fayra and Arfan secretly.
"Well, this is good without the need to be yelled at first." muttered the photographer who was not too heard by Arfan and Fayra.
"Okay, change style!" said the photographer who made Arfan and Fayra stunned and simultaneously said, "Well, has it started?" they say compact.
"Hehehe .. I picked it up secretly earlier, on purpose." chanted the photographer while grinning at the horse.
"Oh ..," said Fayra and Arfan together.
Various poses they have demonstrated ranging from face-to-face poses, back to each other, holding each other's shoulders and much more. By not touching each other's skin.
After that, the photo shoot was conducted outside the room. Precisely in a fairly spacious court decorated with various kinds of flowers, which further adds to the romantic feel of both.
Again, they started a photo shoot there. And finally, finish the job for today. Everyone applauded for their hard work today.
"Okay, finishing .. thank you all! Good luck to all of us!" shouted the cameraman.
"Amijn ...!" yell at everyone who was there.
Hasna approached Arfan and Fayra who looked exhausted.
"Now, drink first the bride! Hehehe ...," Hasna's lead on Arfan and Fayra.
The blister was not seen by either Fayra or Arfan. They even seemed to be blushing shyly.
"Thank you, yeah, Na!" said Fayra who received a bottle of mineral water that Hasna had thrust on her.
So did Arfan, the man also revealed the same thing.
"Thank you, Ma'am!" he said while bowing his head a little, as a form of ethical manners are very polite.
"Thank you too, yeah! You guys already want to be a model photo impromptu me. Hihih ...." Again Hasna chuckled at the sign of her satisfaction with both Fayra and Arfan's efforts for her.
"Yes, you're welcome, Mother!" sahut Arfan who was also responded by Fayra.
"Lah .. kayak same who, just you, Na. We are, right, friends. Help each other and help each other. Moreover, you really need it, right?!"
"Hihihi .. yes, Fay." reply Hasna again to Fayra.
The day began evening. Arfan just remembered that tonight he was going to the house of the Ustadzah Maira.
"Miss, can we go home?"
"Indeed, why, anyway? I still want to talk to my best friend, Fan. Don't go home yet, you! Disturb, aja!" cerocos Fayra with his regret.
"But, Miss .. I ...,"
"Udah, don't be noisy! I still want to be here! You still want a job, don't you?!"
"Yes, Miss. But, ...," again Arfan's speech was cut like the price of a clothes that was discounted, directly in sambar and left if it had run out as desired.
"Oh, just shut up! Yuk, Na we go inside!" take Fayra who has been carelessly moaning. Without any more caring about Arfan's current feelings.
As for Hasna, she only felt sorry for the unfortunate fate that befell the handsome mas.
"Well, how, huh?!" said Arfan panic will be stamped as an irresponsible person, for the promises that have been made.
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