Heart Tailor

PH - Walking sheets

PH - Walking sheets

“Good, Ny.” says Delina.

Delina took her notebook and the meter. It

start measuring the lower part of your body. Amira and carefully recorded. Subsequent to

finished taking that size, Delina began to measure the skirt she had thrust

to Ny. Amira. It's true that skirt doesn't fit on Ms. Amira. There's a little

size difference.

“Where? It doesn't fit, does it? Can you remodel it too?”

ask Ny. Amira.

Mrs. Amira calls Meri to help her take off

the Kebaya he just wore again. He sat back at the table

her makeup and MUA could continue her work. Delina hasn't answered the question

Mrs. Amira.

She flipped the skirt and saw the stitches on the edge of the skirt

there are a few more stops left. Delina took the stitches back and

put a pentule needle on both sides whose thread has been removed.

“Luckily, there's a piece of cloth on the edge, ma'am. Mrs.

can wear it after I sew.” Clearly Delina while showing a row

the pentul needle in that skirt.

“Can I try it first?”

“I'd better sew first, Mrs. Or..” says

Delina but cut off Mrs. Amira.

“Ya, yes. Or I'll need a needle. Sew it and

write down all your work. I'll pay for it all.”

“Good, Ny.”

Delina added notes under the notes

work of Mrs. Amira before but did not add price on the end

his writing. Sewing the skirt is not how much work it is. Delina noticed

the note again. Beige kebaya spears 300rb, blue kebaya sewing 400rb, total

700kb. DP 500rb, residual 200rb. Underneath the 150k blue kebaya remodel, sew the skirt

batiks -. Total 350kb.

MUA finally finished with her work of decorating and

styling your hair, mrs. Amira. Mrs. Amira returned to wearing the cream kebaya and saw

his appearance in front of the mirror.

“Fantastic. Simple and elegant. I love it.” Puji Ny's.

Amira knows who it is for.

MUA took the opportunity by praising Mrs.

Amira, while Delina takes her pencil and completes the sketch of the kebaya

that is by adding heads, hands, and feet. The sketches are really similar

with mrs. Amira at that time.

Delina glanced at the clock on the wall of the room, already

7 O'clock at night. I don't know when he should wait for her. Amira let it go

go home. Even MUA has finished commending Ny. Amira and Meri

paid it.

“We should be doing a photo shoot now.

Hurry up to the photo studio, call them to get ready.” Ny's Command. Amira.

Delina who did not want to wait anymore, ventured

to get permission to go home.

“Sorry, Lady. Can I go home now? I brought it

kebaya and this skirt.” Delina said while showing the necessary kebaya and skirt

sewn.

“Ach, it's night already. Where's your house?” ask Ny.

Amira.

“Close to home mbak Meri, Ny.” replied Delina.

“We're going to the photo studio, right? We can pass

near Delina's house, Meri?” ask Ny. Amira again.

“Can, Ny. But only until the front of the road.” answer

Meris.

“Ny. I can go home by myself. Thank you.” says

Delina felt bad.

“It's okay. We happened to pass by. Come fast.” invite

Mrs. Amira.

Delina was forced to follow Ms. Amira with Meri

when they finished packing. Meri called the photo studio and asked to be prepared

photographer for the night shoot too.

Delina was dropped off in front of the road close to

her house. He just had to walk for a while and get to his house. Unforgettably

Delina thanked me for the ride. Amira.

*****

Kevin just got home from his papa's office, he

loosened the tie that had strangled his neck since morning. Become deputy director

really heavy. Even though the company belongs to his father, Kevin still has to

keep the luxury car and the black card in his hands.

Kevin prefers to be together

women adore him everywhere. Despite not having a boyfriend, Kevin

there is no shortage of women. He just has to choose the woman he is

want and the woman will appear before him ready to do anything.

The red light stopped Kevin's car. It

spread the view around the crowded streets. His eyes were fixed on

a fleeting white shadow seemed like a walking sheet. Kevin

it was staring at Delina who was walking by the side of the road after getting out of the car

Mrs. Amira.

Kevin frowned, who is human

who still wear such clothes today.

”View villages. Is that clothes or sheets? What is he

don't know mode?” inner Kevin wonder.

Tin! The car horn behind him makes Kevin

the traffic lights turned green again. It lifts

the car's headed for his house.

Kevin's luxury car stopped in front of the gate

a very large luxury house. Security opened the door and

Kevin drove his car into the garage. He got out of the car, looking

to the right and to the left. The garage next to it is empty. It means father and mother

haven't come home.

Kevin remembers that his papa had gone home first

we had a meeting outside. Her mother, however, seems to be busy

his office. Kevin walked into the house. The mood was silent, he called

Sri, one of the loyal servants in the house.

“Mbak Sri! Mbak?” call Kevin in a sniffle.

“Ya, young master.” Sahut Sri while running to meet

Kevin's.

“Mbak, make syrup yes. Bring it to my room.” Command

Kevin's.

“Good, sir. But it's a little late, young master.

I still make snacks for big masters.” explained Sri honestly. He knows that

Kevin will be angry if his orders are late.

“Papa is home? Why is the car not there?” ask

Kevin glanced at the door of Alvin's study, Papa Kevin.

“Already, young master. I don't know about the car.”

“Ya is there. Huh! When will you find

waiter for me!” nagging Kevin while walking to the 2nd floor.

Kevin opened the door of his room in annoyance. It

threw his body onto the sofa and threw his tie and suit carelessly.

Kevin also took off his shoes and socks in a mess.  Put his feet up on the couch, Kevin

take her cell phone and call her mom.

Mrs. Amira still doing photo shots while her phone

rang. Meri picked up the phone and said hello to Kevin.

“Good night, young master. Mrs. Amira is busy

at present. Can I help you?” greet Meri friendly.

“Call it, quick! Now!” snapped Kevin.

The Meri signaled to Mrs. Amira is direct

understand who's calling. Only Kevin can't wait if it's

calling her.

“What's up, son?” ask Ny. Amira was patient.

“Bu, where's the waiter for me? Ma'am Sri is busy, I

need a personal waiter, ma'am.” shoot Kevin with a pouting face for sure.

“Mother is still looking for a suitable one, son. You said you should

professional person. Hard loh sonnyinya.” persuade Ny. Amira soft.

“I want as soon as possible, mom!” whining Kevin.

“Sunday yes, son. Mom has to get out of town tomorrow

aweek. There will be next week. Patience yes.” pinta Ny. Amira.

“Yes, mom. When are you home?” ask Kevin again.

“A minute yes. Mom's still in the photo studio. Ye

eat it first.”

“Yes, mom. Dah.”

Mrs. Amira gives her phone to Meri and asks for it

get a waiter for Kevin immediately. Meri notes in her book that contains

all the tasks he had to do. Mrs. Amira returns to taking photos

until he was completely satisfied with the result.

*****

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