Hati Airin Port
Chaptre 03. Farhan and his Secret
"Where are you taking me, Han?" airin asked in a tone that sounded a little whining to a man who was driving the car next to him.
Farhan Haris is his name. Young men who also played an important role in the construction of Airin boutiques.
You could say, the man called Farhan was the one who made the clothes made Airin known. Yes, she is a model who is certainly famous and has many followers on social media.
For treatment. Farhan was a handsome man with a well-measured bustle, all over his skin was pure white typical like a model of course. He was very tall, his jaw was firm, his pupils were not narrowed nor was they wide. Briefly fitting.
She had slightly thick eyebrows, her nose pointed, and her lips thin with well-measured whiskers as decorations.
Farhan's own age was twenty-six. Age, Airin. A year ago, when Airin started his career. She came and offered to be a model.
Weird, right? But that's true. So, you could say Farhan was also instrumental in the rise of the boutique company, Airin.
"Of course find lunch. Where are you going, Rin?" farhan sewot replied.
This is how Airin and Farhan communicate with each other. At first they used to be awkward, but over time the awkwardness was lost between the two of them.
Airin who heard the answer from Farhan, could only smile clumsily. He immediately silenced his mouth and chose to look outside.
The Farhan side. The man turned his head quickly to look, Airin was still.
"What's today's job?" chirp Farhan and it made Airin turn his head.
Airin immediately showed off her lazy face, "As usual, Han. But, I don't know why this afternoon I was mumbling. From the picture, no one was out. Shout and smash a pencil."
Airin let out her teardrops with a face full of expression. Just like he was. While Farhan the listener even chuckled amusedly.
"Gee. So, I was just in time to get out," he said with a slight cry.
Yes, the one who came to meet Airin was Farhan. He did visit the boutique often and Airin of course allowed.
Airin who heard that turned to look at Farhan— male seductress of women who were smiling for him.
Though that woman where to tear apart the workspace. However, let it look funny and not boring. Airin said that.
Temporary, Farhan. The man smiled and shook his head. Really, with Airin in the moment after working hard, made his fatigue disappear.
"Then, to get rid of your mess. I'll take you to coffee, how?" farhan asked, looking at Airin, and he stopped his car because he was hit by a red light.
"You do know everything I think, Han." Farhan frowned hearing Airin's words, which were somewhat confusing to catch his point.
"You?" Farhan spoke in a slightly asked tone.
Airin who heard that smiled, "Of course you will. What else would I go with a handsome model like you."
"What?" asked Farhan and Airin who had just ended the conversation to slow down the voice, immediately rounding the eyes.
"What's? There is no really," he said with a little surprise and a small chuckle at the end.
Farhan who heard that smiled. He returned to drive his car while occasionally glancing, Airin who is currently busy scraping the dashboard surface with his index finger nails.
you were still as funny and jolly as you were, Rin, Farhan's inner being and somehow she felt good in her heart.
...T.B.C...
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