
Figures and Alma arrived at the Beauty Salon, Numbers tau salon because his Mamah often asked to transfer to this place but Figures always refused because it was very lazy to wait.
Figures bring Alma in and they are immediately greeted by men with handsome faces and smooth whites, but unfortunately the style of the man is quite seductive.
"Night mas handsome, finally came also I was waiting you know daritadi" The wooden man opened his voice and stared at the Figures with flirtatious, Alma a little amused made.
While the numbers look relaxed it seems like the man is no stranger to flirtatious behavior.
"What's beautiful mamah news, healthy? I've almost a month he did not stop by the growth so usually every week routine comes"
"Well, maybe mamah is busy with the same activities so there is no time to come here. oh yes know this is my friend Alma"
Figures introduce Alma to the woody man as a friend, Alma is a little stunned. Why was the man not being honest that Alma was his maid?
"What is this team? hehe. Hi Alma, Ben's eyke. Nice to meet you"
Alma smiled back at the remark and returned the hand of this man before her stiffly.
"She's going to make over, please make as good as possible huh? don't worry about me. I trust him to be the same"
The man named Ben looked at Alma from top to bottom, then he nodded his head.
"The handsome guy is calm, this really only needs a little polish for sure immediately vibrate. Trust me, want not call me Ben if you can't make customers satisfied"
After saying that, Ben walked over first. Before Alma stepped up Numeric held his arm.
"I'm waiting in that chair huh" Figures pointed at a long bench filled with some people who might also be waiting, Alma nodded, assuring.
"Rilex is okay? Ben's a cool guy"
Figures back up, she sees Alma's tense face and tries to comfort the girl so she relaxes. Alma nodded again then walked towards Ben who was ready with his makeup tools. Alma sat down, after the wooden man began to polish Alma's face with a lot of cream, Alma did not know it was cream for any number of hornets.
It took 1 hour and a half for Ben to finish his makeup on Alma's face and add the girl's hair. Until Alma felt sleepy for a long time, while the number of men was cool with his cellphone reply to incoming messages from a college group or reply to chat friends.
"Well now open her pretty eyes, then see if there's anything less than your makeup"
Since then Alma's eyes closed, Ben who ruled he said to make Alma's face look pangling. He had to close his eyes until the make over process was complete.
Alma opened her eyes slowly and she stared at the face in the reflection of the mirror, hey who is she? why so pretty? Alma was not even sure that it was her face. The usually greasy face now looks very pretty thanks to Ben's magical hand. And the hair that used to be tied up origin was now arranged so gracefully, Alma really felt mesmerized looking at her own face.
"Where is there less?"
Alma quickly shook his head to make Ben review a proud smile, he had guessed that Alma really liked the magic hand polish.
"Don't tell me the numbers first, now we change your clothes first okay?"
They walk into the dressing room, Ben takes a black dress and gives it to Alma.
"This is a choice of handsome mas directly you know, you must be proud"
"Pick your own numbers? He chose this for me?"
"Yes, handsome mas has good taste for you. Richly he bought this while imagining you" said Ben managed to make Alma salting, Alma's heart suddenly unsafe.
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The figure checks the watch on his hand, for some reason despite waiting long enough but there is no sense of annoyance or boredom in the heart of the man. There is even the heart of the figure beating fast her curious hornbill with the look of Alma. She can't wait to see Alma in the dress of her choice.
Before long she sees Ben coming out and walking towards her with a face of light. The numbers immediately stood as if ready to welcome Alma.
"Have you done it, ben?"
"Udah dong mas handsome, surely can not wait to see?" the question was even the number responded by scratching his neck that did not itch, why so salting like this? inner Numbers.
"Wait a minute she's in her dress" Figures nodded patiently, he lowered his head and relaxed his gaze until the clap on his shoulder turned the gaze of Figures on Ben, and the woody man hinted at the figure to look forward.
The figure was stunned as if the blood flow in his body stopped working and the number-like breath stopped blowing. It was a bit better indeed but really Figures could not distract his eyes from this beauty in front of him.
"God is so beautiful" muttered the figure when Alma was already standing in front of her. Really when Alma walked earlier the girl's movement was like a slow motion swing dazzling numbers.
"Swip atuh mas Angka" said Ben as soon as he saw the figure that was gawking at Alma, the figure realized with a tinge of red in his ear. A sign that the man is salting now.
"Where are the handsome mas, make over it managed not?"
"Successfully, she's becoming more and more beautiful. Thanks Ben, your work does not need to be doubted anymore"
The quick answering figure made Alma blush, the man even lightly said beautiful.
"This is all thanks to the beautiful face of Neng Alma, it doesn't take a lot of polish is already saucy right?" Ben raised his eyebrows and Figures chuckled then nodded in response.
"Judah, you're leaving, it's too late"
"Gue will give you a bonus for you ben"
number speech answered thumbs up by Ben. Then Figures looked at Alma with a big smile, the man extended his hand to Alma. Shamefully Alma received the comment, they said goodbye to ben and rushed to the salon parking lot.
Coincidentally they were on the 2nd floor, since a lot of pairs of eyes were staring at them. Especially at Alma, it felt like Figures wanted to pique the eyes of the man who was staring in admiration at Alma. The man tightened his grip on Alma.
The girl was conscious but chose silence, why does Figures behave like a possessive man to his partner like this? Did the man forget that Alma was his maid?
"Disregard the gazes of the people of Al, consider yourself an artist who is again seen by many fans"
Alma chuckles at the words of Numerals, the man tries to comfort her and make Alma confident. Did the man not realize that many of the staring girls were adoring him? But the man was busy holding Alma's hand as if afraid if the hand link was released then Alma would disappear from his sight.
"Thank you the numbers" said Alma sincerely, who replied with a nod and a sweet smile of the man.
"Later to the dinner, don't stay away from me? I'm afraid you're missing"
Alma did not know the meaning of the speech that surely Alma made salting and fortunately blush on that he wore covering a red tinge on his face.
'Hold Alma do not baper, inget from the first Numbers emang like baperin lo and inget if your caste is different' Inner Alma convinced her not to easily fall on the sweet treatment of numbers.