
Prisha felt an immeasurably spicy taste in her throat from choking on the gravy she had just drank. Andrian deftly gave a glass of water in front of him.
"Here, have a drink" Andrian said, offering Prisha a glass of water. Prisha immediately took it and drank it.
"Thank you sir" said Prisha as soon as she finished drinking.
"Seeing your attitude like this, it seems like my guess is correct. You were punished yesterday, right?" Andrian was busy eating but kept introgating Prisha. Prisha just fell silent. Forgetting lunch that used to look tempting because of an empty stomach.
"Sorry sir" only that word can be said from Prisha's lips.
"Ngapain apologizes to me. Wanting you to be punished, suspended or even worse than that has no effect on me"
"Try me guessing. Must be the same problem with the boy next door, right?" andrian. Which was answered with a nod.
"Sha, Shaft. You are too weak and weak. So he's easily intimidating. Once try to volunteer. Show him you're not afraid of him" Andrian suggested. He put his spoon on his stomach to show that he had finished eating.
"Sorry sir" somehow only that word again came out of Prisha's mouth. Make Andrian squash himself.
"Sorry, keep going. Been already. I'm done eating. You finish your lunch and go to the boutique. Mama's waiting" Andrian stood up from his seat. Then walk away leaving Prisha still bowed with food on her plate. After Andrian died, Prisha immediately finished her food and brought her dirty dishes and Andrian to the sink in the kitchen. Seen symbok who is busy in order.
"Udah. Let me just do the dishes" Simbok walked closer to Prisha to take the dirty dishes he brought.
"Not to mbok. Let Prisha do it." Prisha immediately threw the remaining food she was carrying into the trash. Then, fill the plate with water. He deftly cleaned the dishes which only amounted to 2 pieces. Then put it on the plate rack.
"Mbc. Prisha says back to the boutique huh" Pamirmt Prisha after he wiped his wet hands.
"Yes neng. Monggo" Answer the symb.
Prisha immediately returned to the boutique which was only a few steps away. He immediately opened the door and found Andrian was sitting on a guest sofa that was deliberately prepared for customers. Without greeting Prisha pass by. And just say hello to Ammy's mom.
"Sha, where are you going?" The words of Mama Ammy stopped Prisha's steps that were about to step into the sewing room.
"You sew on the back of the buk" answered Prisha while pointing at the direction it was going.
"So gini Sha. Now I want a 17th celebration. Mama wants to have a special independence day promo. There are some red and white clothes and dresses that we deliberately made. So mama wants you to be the same Rian who is the model. How's it? Can you?"
"Sorry buk. If you have to be a model Prisha can not yet. Mending mom wears a person who usually. Prisha is afraid that the results will not be optimal and disappointing" answered Prisha with his head lowered.
"Wouldn't. Later diarahin same photographer." Said Ammy's mother, shaking her hand.
"Udah is Sha. Take aja. Itung-itung learn to market its own products. After all, the model of clothes that highlighted the details of his clothes. Not the styles of magazine model kayaks" said Andrian who is still fun selonjoran while playing the phone in his hand.
"You ya Sha. Ntar helped Rian as well. Photographers are just as happy to come."
"But ma'am......" Prisha's words were cut off because Ammy was already holding her and introducing her to her guest. Andrian smiled meaningfully. Not without cause, but all this happened because of Andrian's interference. He deliberately told Mama Ammy to make Prisha an impromptu model in his boutique. At first, Ammy was a little hesitant. But hearing the reason Andrian who wants to make Prisha a more courageous figure to appear in public and also as a forum for learning, then Ammy also gave the opportunity. There is no harm in empowering your own employees. Although like Prisha it has not been appointed as a permanent employee and new intern. But her tenacity and courtesy stunned Ammy. He believes Prisha has the potential and talent of sewing. Just need guidance. And the good will make anyone stunned by his behavior. The weakness is only one. He is too humble and considers himself a nobody. That's what makes Prisha's friends behave.
The conversation between the photographer and Ammy was brief. Ammy told the concept of the shoot that will be done. After that Prisha in make up and told to change clothes. And Andrian as well. Meanwhile, the photographer prepared a place for shooting.
"The model is ready" said the woman who had dressed Prisha. He held Prisha's arm to the place he had prepared.
"This is the picture of the girl first" said the photographer who was in a camera. He could see Prisha's face being so tense. So that as much as possible he diluted the atmosphere first by inviting Prisha to chat small talk. Until Prisha gets carried away and melts, then they take the real picture.
As much as possible the photographer directed various styles so that the details of the clothes worn by Prisha were exposed. This is the first time Prisha has been a model.
The first photo session can be passed through Prisha without obstacles. Although the body is still a little stiff when styled in front of the camera, but because the photographer is reliable with high flight hours then the results can be maximal. And Andrian as well.
"Ok now change the couple's shirt" said Ammy who accompanied the photo shoot. Prisha who was ready with his clothes stiffened again considering he would be close to Andrian. His chest was rumbling. His hands are sweating. His body trembled a little.
"Why is that tense Sha? It was a good result" said Ammy who saw the tension on Prisha's face. Prisha replied with a smile.
"Why so awkward? Deket dong. This is your story that you are a couple" Mama Ammy took part in giving direction to Prisha who looks shy near Andrian. Because Prisha still did not respond, finally Andrian quickly approached Prisha and immediately predicted what his photographer said. Andrian can feel Prisha's heartbeat beating violently when they are close together. At first Prisha just kept his head down, making the photographer a little difficult to find a fast angle. But Andrian boldly touched Prisha's chin and raised it. Make their eyes meet.
"Did you look down? Look at the face near you. It is not a sin. This is a professional name" Andrian said to make Prisha inevitably have to obey his words.