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Yara researched the designs affected by the sauce spill. Looks broken and greasy. Luckily he was able to save the other papers.

Saw there's a tissue on the side of the table. Yara immediately cleaned up the sauce spill.

Yara also noticed there were some blank papers there. He thought he would replace the image that he had damaged unintentionally.

“I have to replace it,” murmured Yara.

Slowly Yara sat cross-legged at the table. Previously Yara noticed the image design is broken after that she will start drawing according to the example.

Slowly but surely with the skill that Yara had, the pencil she was holding was currently moving agilely leaving behind scratches after scratches that were beautifully printed on the white paper, forming a picture of such a beautiful dress.

Yara looked back at the previous example. The top part is not clearly visible. Yara started thinking to slightly change the image on the arm. Yara made a dress with a long-sleeved model but the hand model was split from the shoulder to the wrist. Yara also gives a small round shape as a pearl in some parts. In Yara's mind, the dress would look very elegant when the wearer moved his hand. The cleavage will show the closed part of the arm. Polite, luxurious and elegant. Maybe that's what's going to be made in this design, it's Yara thought.

“Hopefully the owner of this picture does not rush back,” he said then forward his streak on the white paper.

In the bathroom of a woman who is about half a century old, exactly 40 years old owned by the woman, Haryani Wangsadinata, the woman looks still very beautiful because of the care she does. He woke up from immersion in the bathtub. Haryani is reluctant to move from her most comfortable place at this time because of the soothing aroma of therapy and makes her body relax and calm.

“Ah ... It's comfortable like this. Nothing bothers me and I enjoy life more,” he said. Though in his little heart he misses the touch of affection of a man. The childless widow still had a sense of trauma. The heartache of the husband's betrayal makes Haryani reluctant to re-establish a household heresy with any man.

Feeling that you have been soaking for too long. Haryani immediately got out of the bathtub. He remembered his work being delayed, his loyal customers asked for a dress for the party. Haryani immediately got dressed and combed her still wet hair. He did not use a hairdryer to dry his hair. Because according to him will make his beautiful hair quickly damaged and cracked.

“Hem ... fresh once finished shampooing fragrance again. My body and hair smell so good. Once this brain is squeezed to think. Now is the time to get back to work,” he said while encouraging himself.

Krucuk ...

The sound of worms in his stomach again reminded the woman that his stomach was asking to be filled. A day spent drawing some dress orders make Haryani forget if her body needs nutritional intake.

Haryani did not know that her food order had arrived and was waiting to be paid.

“Perhaps after soaking there will be a good idea that appears,” chirps. “Yes pardon ... My stomach is so hungry, has my food order arrived?” Haryani looks at the clock on the wall of her room. He thought the online ojek who brought his order food must have come and was waiting for him in front.” Haryani immediately descended from the second floor of his house. It didn't feel like for nearly an hour she was indulging in the bathroom.

With a hasty step Haryani walked towards the room where he left some design drawings that he made earlier. When he reached the ground floor, Haryani stopped her steps. His eyes squinted at the woman who was sitting there. He approached her immediately.

“Who are you? What are you doing on my desk?” reprimanding Haryani with a slightly high voice at Yara then circulating her eyes looking at what was happening. Haryani rounded his eyes when he saw the design made the oil was damaged by the sauce spill.

Yara gasped in shock, she immediately stood up from her seat taking hold of the one paper in her hand.

“What happened? Why is my picture so damaged like this?” Haryani looks angry, while taking pictures of his laborious work he made from two hours ago, dirty and greasy.

“Sorry, Mom. I accidentally spilled the food you ordered, really!” yara said with a guilty face while looking down in fear.

“Oh .. My God's! The picture is so broken like this.” Haryani immediately showed her lackluster face when she saw the design of the image was damaged.

“Once again I'm sorry! But I try to be in charge of replacing it.” Yara handed the white paper in her hand to Haryani.

The woman in front of Yara furrowed her eyebrows. He received the paper from Yara's hand. How surprised Haryani when he saw the pencil scratches made from the online motorcycle that brought food orders for him.

"So said the mother who was in this house, I was told to go in here, just. I've put my mom's order on the table here. Because I was interested in seeing the design that was scattered I looked for a while and accidentally nudged the food that I ordered. I'm sorry, Mom. Therefore I can only compensate by replacing the image I made even though the picture is not similar to the picture made by mother!" Yara tried to explain what happened.

“Who made this?” ask her to Yara. The woman still could not believe what she saw.

“I, Mom!” answer Yara.

Haryani looked at Yara. “True, you made it?” Haryani.

Yara nodded slowly. “Iya, Mom!”

Haryani was silent for a moment. He circulated his gaze around the room. indeed there was no one there. then Haryani again examined the work of Yara well.

‘This woman why can be this detailed design dress tonight. The dress she made was even more elegant than mine earlier’

Inner Haryani. His eyes narrowed to pay attention to Yara's work.

Feeling very guilty for his carelessness. Yara was just downcast and silent, she was afraid that she would have to compensate a large amount for what she had made.

“I think your work fits perfectly with what I'm thinking. A very elegant combination,” said Haryani suddenly made Yara look up at Haryani.

Yara rubbed her own chest feeling relieved to hear the words of the woman before her.

Before long, Haryani's phone rang. The woman immediately grabbed her phone, she immediately shifted the green button to lift the call.

“How? Is that the dress I asked you for, madam? At least you can send the design first for me to leave it to my model!” Said someone on the phone.

“Have, briefly I send the picture now!” reply Haryani with her leg face.

“Alright I wait, if Rihana agrees to it immediately speed up the process of making her dress!” Further.

“Ok, alright.”

When the phone connection was cut off. Haryani immediately placed the card on the table and photographed it. Haryani immediately sent it to the person who had just called her earlier.

A happy smile was engraved on Haryani's face. The woman then approached Yara. He was curious, why Yara could draw such a good picture.

“Come on!” Haryani waved at Yara to come sit by her side.

Yara followed him.

Today the two women of different ages are sitting opposite each other.

“You are very good at drawing this dress design? This hand scratch is the work of someone with experience. Are you a designer?” Ask Haryani.

Yara immediately shook her head, answering her.

“Not, Mom! It's just my hobby. Before I got married, I loved drawing. But only this time I can continue it,” Yara said while bowed.

Haryani observes the look on Yara's face.

“You're married?” tanyanya could not believe it. Looking at the appearance and face of Yara who looks very young.

“Already, Mom!”

“If you are married why do you work as an online motorcycle taxi like this?” Haryani grew curious about this young lady before him.

“It ... That's .. because---,” Yara silently did not continue her words. It was impossible for Yara to show off to others that her husband was double. His life's problems are too complicated to tell. Yara can still resist her disappointment because Yara is aware, what her husband is doing is not on a healthy basis. Afkar did that when his memory was gone.

”Already, if you are hesitant to answer it do not need you to tell, I have an interesting offer for you. That's also if you are willing,” said Haryani.

The woman who works as a famous designer intends to establish cooperation with Yara. Seeing the ability of the young woman, Haryani could already imagine the success that Yara would achieve.

“I want to invite you to cooperate with me! Introduce me Haryani Wangsadinata,” The aged woman whose appearance is still very beautiful reached out her hand to Yara.

Hearing that, Yara's eyeballs rounded. He was so sorry about that name. The name he knows as one of the designers who deserves a thumbs up because his works are widely praised and used by many people. A work that always sounds polite, elegant and luxurious. It is suitable for high-level people.

“How about my offer?” Haryani confirms her offer to Yara.

Yara was still silent digesting every speech that was thrown by Haryani.

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