
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Several times a photographer shot the object in front of him. But none of them got the desired results.
White fabric dangling adds visual impression. In the middle there is a high chair where models pose there. Soraya, he is now trying to focus on following the instructions of the photographer who was not satisfied with his movements.
From the smile less than the maximum, stiff style until the photographer said he was not able to work.
"Break first, Jenny takes care of him. Polishing his face again!." The photographer, named Fendi, gave orders to Jenny's personal assistant and makeup specialist Soraya.
Soraya remained seated, while Jenny approached her. Give her a touch of make up to look more fress.
"Why the hell, I just noticed you're not focused."
Soraya glanced for a moment at Jenny, then snorted tiredly.
"After any problems?" said Jenny, because she never got an answer as if justifying her question. "Use focus for today, let it finish quickly. After that, you are free to tell me. Yes, if you trust me. And you should know, my shoulders are wide open ready to be a place to rest."
Soraya clucked, "I don't know."
"From my shoulder to my nagging, am I just offering?"
The photographer's Fendi instruction ended Soraya and Jenny's conversation. He grabbed the camera and began to aim, while Soraya tried her best not to repeat her work. The goal is definitely to be finished quickly. Fendi began to photograph once in a while his mouth gave directions.
An hour later, his job was finally done. Five changes of costume and obviously with hundreds of styles.
Finished with her work Soraya decided to stop by for a while to a Cafe accompanied by Jenny. Two moccacino cups are on the table.
"What's your attitude related to yesterday's party?" jenny asked, starting the conversation.
Not nodding nor shaking, Soraya looked at Jenny. "The trust lies in your hands, whatever. The important thing is that I've offered it to you" Jenny said casually as she sipped her drink.
"What would you say if someone was in control of your life?" ask Soraya.
Jenny raised her eyebrows next to her, her lips pursed to the side. He was trying to digest the question Soraya asked.
"Everyone needs freedom and what clearly controls the lives of others is depriving them of freedom and human rights. Why ask that?"
"A few days ago before the party started, I overheard a conversation between Aunt and Angel, they were planning to get me engaged to their chosen one. And you know who that is?. He's Angel's girlfriend," said Soraya made Jenny a little surprised, he leaned her body to a distance close to face Soraya.
"Then how?" jenny asked more curious, he also carefully listened to Soraya's words.
"It's a good thing I can derail their ridiculous plan. Then what makes me wonder is what purpose they want to control my life. Come to think of it I am still sane and healthy," Soraya said with annoyance.
"Harta?. How can we both enjoy it and I also never mind them using the money that I knew was the result of the efforts of my late parents. Because I realized they're the ones who've been around since my parents died."
"Far in someone's heart who knows?. But it should be suspected of other reasons, why they plan to find you a fiancee and who is none other than the boyfriend of your cousin," said Jenny again sip her drink.
Jenny put down her cup, "I've started to get suspicious about the controversy attached to your name before, what does it have to do with their interference?"
Soraya shook her head, unable to answer Jenny's words. Remembering the journey of his life even until now one thing that he does not understand is the ins and outs of the business owned by his late parents. Does this have anything to do, he thought.
"Why?" jenny asked, noticing Soraya's change in facial expression.
"Indeed, it seems like something is awkward."
"What?" jenny was enthusiastic.
"I don't know the ins and outs of the company my late parents left behind."
Jenny bought it, "What the Hell. Wijaya group includes the ranks of companies in the field of real estate that are included in the top 20 in Asia. And you don't understand that?" jenny said astonished, what people in front of her was asking her to joke, her mind.
"Don't tell me you don't know anything, Soraya?" the question is full of emphasis.
"I really don't know."
"Don't know?. Is that how stupid you got to your age who stepped on twenty-seven years do not know how many assets your family has?"
Soraya shook her head to make Jenny look stunned, shocked and even frustrated. The person in front of him did not know because he was stupid or fooled to the point of not knowing anything. And looking at Soraya's expression, Jenny understood the person in front of her was too innocent and needed to be straightened out.
"Looks like we need an explanation from your Papa's confidant. And don't tell me there's no one you know." Threatens Jenny is anxious for Soraya, although Jenny's appearance and speech seem unusual but her thinking is far from sane and lucky Soraya has friends like her.
"Some, he's my Papa's lawyer. His name is Om Adjie Wibowo" answered Soraya.
"Okay, there's hope. Now we go there" said Jenny standing up from her seat.
"Where?" soraya asked confusedly.
Jenny rolled her eyeballs, "Find an explanation" she said, drawing Soraya's hand.
To be Continue
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