Love Cross Regency

CHAPTER 49: Makeup

So many voices passed by and fro chasing each other and talking to each other as if he ignored the excitement of the activity that was taking place right above the room with a thousand different face brushes I am currently walking.

"Za here I dance first" said a woman with pure white skin as she waved her hand at me.

"Ehhh, how you are, a little confused by the cave," I replied as I walked closer to the woman. Well it is Laila, someone who is more proficient than others if judged by the way of make up.

"The confusion of you, the arranged cave," he replied slowly but slightly.

"Beautiful, but Dalem also spoke," I said in my heart to hear a reply from Laila.

"Yes yes, you are confused, the cave is necessary," I replied with a slightly muffled evil smile.

"Down here, so that later can be replaced with another," he said, patting the floor next to him.

"No need to be too sluggish, just relax," I said as I sat cross-legged at the place he had indicated earlier.

"Maap lo ya," he said slowly as he began to draw a powder brush towards me.

"Yaaa.. continue, your duty" I replied casually, closing my eyes.

From there began a gentle sprinkling of powder slowly - the land began to colonize every corner and curve of my less-preserved face, with all sorts of tools and materials perched on the outermost layer of my facial skin I felt as if the mask was firmly attached and fused to me.

"Don't be too late lo Laa" I said with my eyes closed.

"Yes yes, patience is also finished," he said softly.

Long story short, finally the stage of facial skin coating has been completed, and takes place in the next stage, until it arrives when the stage of lip coloring and painting eye pen to me a little drama occurs.

"Wahh, it feels so good to be able to cut my face" I said after opening my eyes.

"No, that's normal, that's not really good," he answered briefly as he tidied up some powder shells that had been splattered.

"Pake lipstick yes," he said slowly while looking for the appropriate lipstick color.

"Yes, I need to" I replied, playing with the glass and seeing how horrible I looked.

"This color is yes" he said slowly and silently looking at me for a moment.

"Yes" I answered briefly still coolly looking into the mirror.

"Ehhhh, what a child, just looking at the cave, the cave so embarrassed woii!!!" I cried out in my heart to see Laila's behavior.

"Yok soon, others are not yet, too" I said again, putting a mirror a little hard, with the aim of breaking the Laila reverie that I felt was pointing at me.

"Ehhh ehh ehh.

"Yeah, that's it," replied briefly while slightly bringing his face closer to be painted back.

"Anu. lu aja own dah Za who wears lipstick," he said by arriving while putting lipstick right in front of me.

"Ehh, where can the cave pack itself, the cave never holds the goods," I said with a silly accent so as to slightly melt this awkward situation.

"Hufftt, okay here," was silent for a moment, and exhaling in the breath he set a decision.

"Eeee.. don't open your eyes, close them" he said firmly with his face turning red.

Without any tone, words, and language, I immediately closed my eyes according to his instructions. Well I know here Laila is so groggy I think, very clear from the scratches - the lipstick scratches are slightly broken - broken and she who only silent a thousand languages.

"Aaaakkhhhh, too embarrassing if the cave joking, plus the cave has not yet bathed, what he said if he smelled the mouth of the cave," I said in my heart with a thrashing in the eye.

"Hahhh, the cave of time stops," I said in my heart as I opened my eyes.

"Idihh, beautiful cave," I said again while looking at the glass.

"The pencil eye image itself can be right," said Laila as she stretched out her hand.

"Makek lipstick can't even pack an eye pencil" I replied with a little joking.

"Who knows if you fit in the hut ever pack," he said with sewot.

"No - no, you are drawing. "I replied while pushing his hand that was stalling towards me while holding an eye pencil.

He slowly looked at me for a moment with his evil gaze.

"Why even look," I said in a rather high tone.

"Not here" he said briefly as he swung his hand.

"Sorry, yes" he said again briefly and felt now his palms began to touch the skin of my face gently and gently.

"Damn it, now it's a groggy cave" I said in my heart as I gulped.

"Don't be guaranteed in the eyes," he said slowly as he gradually began to scratch his pencil.

"It's not too close what we are" I said inwardly looking at the distance between me and Laila that was almost gone.

"Don't grogi lo ya, cave eyes so this bet," I said trying to melt the atmosphere.

"Gapapa, the cave changed the eyes of the cave" he replied slowly

"Bad brat, brave boy, really," I said in my heart again.

"What really opens his eyes, don't blink a mute blink," he said again.

"Geli woi, the cave has never used ginian," I replied briefly.

"His hands are cold, is he also groggy," I said to myself in my heart feeling the palm of Laila's hands were so cold fused in the skin of my face.

In the distance of sitting that stimulates the adrenaline of the mental heart is slowly soft hands and smooth starting to detach from hundreds of pores - pores of the face that has since wanted to wriggle because of its caress. With eyes slightly glazed - glass due to pencil drawing eyes, I saw Laila immediately turned her face back to me while busying herself tidying up her makeup tools.

"Wahh, very painful," I said in a silly tone in hopes of melting the atmosphere.

"Don't rub, justin aja.. later also lost his own thing, if never makek ya feel," he replied slowly and still in his busy life.

"Ehh, the veil, all at once.the cave can not pack a veil," I said again with a silly tone.

"Huffttt.. ngerepotin aja lu," he said slowly while turning his face. Well, it's true what I was expecting, with a red face he looked at me blankly and once threw his gaze down or behind me.

"Bad, the cave is not so good," I said myself in my heart.

"Huftttt.. cepet here," he said as he pulled the veil that had been wrapped around my neck after sighing deeply.

"Didih, really cepet nih child is mentally controlling," I said in my heart to see the rapid changes that occur.

Long story short Laila who until the end point accompanied and gave a touch of makeup to me until all was fully ready. After the stressful thing dealing with eye pencils ends, the next stages run normally and smoothly like a familiar friend who is playing.

"Nih the mental child is strong," I said in my heart while looking at him who was tidying up his goods.