
In search of Kyra's whereabouts, God flaps wings into the world of the fasion. He believes the woman who is still enthroned in his heart is still in the field.
With a trace of the waist God observed the building he built specifically to sell local brand clothes. In addition to enlarging local brand marketing this way he can more quickly find the woman of his dreams.
"How, sir, does the building fit your criteria?" ask a staff contractor who was assigned that day to accompany Dewa.
"good. I like the building. Hopefully this way local brand products can be more in demand by the community," replied Dewa. He stared at the magnificent building in front of him.
"Ohya Sir, we've made you an appointment to meet with some of the best designers and one of the best designers whose production will be on display here." One of the God's staff told.
"When?"
"Later lunchtime."
"Is there still another meeting after this?" The god turned his gaze towards his staff.
"Nothing, sir. You can leave town tonight."
The god exhaled his long breath and thought maybe this time it was the same he would not get any news about Kyra.
"You take care of everything." Dewa and some of the staff left the location and headed straight to the restaurant where Dewa held meetings with some local designers.
God's meeting with the designers went smoothly, although there was one designer who had not come because the car that brought him broke down.
"Well, it's unexpected that Lord God is still very young. I think Mr. God is already kayaking om-om." Praise one of the young designers named Risa.
"Thank you for the compliment, but I already have a daughter who's almost 5 years old." God purposely told about his status as a father because none of the designers had other thoughts.
"Well, what a pity. I think Mr. God is still single. But, so the second one I'm willing to, sir." Risa blinked her eyes flirtatiously.
The gods chose not to respond. He refocused on the purpose of the meeting. The plan before the opening of the store will be held a fasion show to introduce local designs to the community and the designers are expected to display their best work.
"Designers from AD fasion have you come?" ask God to one of his staff.
"No, Sir. Looks like he hasn't found another vehicle that can drive him to this place after the vehicle that took him broke down." The staff explained.
God saw the watch in his right hand a luxury watch worth 1 M more circular there. The clock has shown at 17:00 WIB which means that he is half waiting.
"If he hasn't arrived in five minutes, cancel the contract with him. Many local brands who want to display their work here why have to wait for unprofessional people." Dewa assumed that the designers who had not come had no intention to cooperate.
"But, Sir. His model that is currently the most in demand by the market." One of the Gods staff reminded.
"We can promote other brands more persistent again," concluded Dewa.
Five minutes passed, the god got up from his seat and was about to leave.
"Sorry, I'm late." The sound of someone from the entrance forced the Gods to stare in that direction.