
"Manager So Mie" called Ha Jae.
"Yes, Miss?" answer So Mie.
"Has Hang Gun come?" ask Ha Jae.
"Not yet, Miss." she replied.
"Yes already" said Ha Jae.
"Why run Hang Gun" asked Hani.
"Oh, no. I told him to pick up Afi at the Hotel." Ha Jae replied.
"Afis?! Afi who?" Hani approaches Ha Jae curiously.
"You don't know?!" ha Jae asked looking at Hani.
"Hemm," Hani shook his head.
"Ariff Firdaus. He is a famous designer in Indonesia with a unique and luxurious fashion design" explained Ha Jae. "The design was once worn by Miss Indonesia at the World Beauty Queen event,"
"O MY GOOD! Arif?! Arif I got a lot of shit. I like the design that Rihana wears. That's really cool," Hani said.
"Miss, invited him here?" sela So Mie approached towards Ha Jae.
"Emm, Yeah. I asked him to correct the design that we will use for this client of ours," Ha Jae said.
"Wao! Miss is great. You can invite a designer like him. I'm lucky to work here" So Mie praised.
"Ah, it could be. I also find it very difficult to invite him. Just be grateful, because I'm Indonesian, he became interested in what I offered." Ha Jae explained.
"Will I not be able to take pictures with him?! Uhhh, I don't want to waste this opportunity" said Hani.
"Maybe, but keep the attitude. He's our special guest" said Ha Jae.
"Surely," replied Hani and So Mie simultaneously.
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Tok Tok!
"Excuse me?!" hang Gun came into the room.
Hang Gun comes with a big man who is very familiar in everyone's eyes. Who else if not Arif Firdaus.
"Aariff?!" human Hani with a witty.
Hani approached towards So Mie who was standing next to him. While Ha Jae, walked up to the familiar man called Afi.
"Welcome to Simansi" ha Jae.
"Oh My Good! Hi, Seneng can come here," said Afi with a tempest. "Wao, I like it. The design is so cute, neat,"
Afi toured the room full of materials and knick-knacks of the sewing world. He looked one by one at the neatly arranged cloth and beads in the room.
"Gue feels rich in Indonesia" Afi said. "Great you know, in Korea but the Batik collection is this much. There's songket too, WAO!"
"It is precisely because in Korea, I deliberately stock more fabric. If in Indonesia, we need to be able to directly shop. But abroad like this. Tau itself old import export. The client may run away, he he," said Ha Jae.
"Truly," said Afi. "Trus what, Say?! Where should I look?"
Ha Jae rushed to his desk and showed me some designs of wedding clothes that he had been wearing. Ha Jae eagerly showed it to Afi.
"Where?! Which is good I'm feeding my client?" ask Ha Jae. "I have to make my client satisfied and can raise the name of Indonesia,"
Afi saw one by one the designs in her hand. "Side," Afi said, sitting in Ha Jae's office chair.
Afi and Ha Jae are like old friends. Even if it was the first time they met. Afi jellily looked at the design in her hand. Without a doubt he crossed out and deleted the image on the paper he chose.
"It's good, Say. There are only a few Batik placements and applications that are less suitable" explained Afi. "Who is the design?!"
"Creator from Indonesia" said Ha Jae. "I got some anime creators to describe the design of the Indonesian-themed wedding dress Anggun with the nuances of Batik. Yeah, that's the result,"
"KawaiKun huh?!" chirps Afi.
"Ahhh, yes," Ha Jae replied hesitantly.
"Pantes is familiar with the design and image," explained Afi.
"Have the designs ever been used?! Where are you from?!" ask Ha Jae to be curious.
"Yes, you know, my editor, Say," cried Afi.
Ha Jae gaped in front of Afi. He did not expect that the design he bought from the editor Afi himself.
"Pinter yes you choose the design," praised Afi.
He pulled out his cell phone from his bag. He seems to be contacting someone. Ha Jae still flinkered with occasional looks towards Hani and the stunned So Mie beside him.
"Hello! Heh, Jul! Lo redesign yes, the design I sent to lo, it's. I'm fixing it. Trus you send it to me as soon as possible. Scribbles! Don't dawdle. 15 Minutes so, okay!" tell someone on the other end of the phone. "God! Design by elo. He said you made. Design time itself cannot be fixed! Alesan!"
"Who?! Never designed for my sister," KawaiKun argued.
"Eh, don't ya! Design is not for me. But make Simansi. Ngaku! Knew you," sergeant Afi.
"Oh, Simansi's in Korea?! He he," answered KawaiKun.
Afi hung up her phone and put her phone on the table. He looked at Ha Jae in front of him who was stunned to see him.
"Lo why, Say?! Shocked huh?! I am gini the guy. Where is a good restaurant? Want to eat me, laper." said Afi.
"Ahh, sorry anu, a little surprised. I didn't think it would be this lucky. Get designs from renowned editors in Indonesia. And can be visited as well as the person directly. WAO, I'm very grateful," said Ha Jae.
"Iye, no more. My layer," said Afi.
"Oh yeah, I'm sorry. Let's go ahead, I'll be with you." said Ha Jae. "Hani, So Mie's. Yuk, we're having breakfast together,"
"Ah, sorry Miss. Not to refuse, but I had breakfast. Besides, there is still a lot of work that I have to do as soon as possible." declined So Mie.
"Yes, if that's Hani, then" said Ha Jae.
Hani was still stunned looking at Afi. Ha Ja who saw that immediately attracted Hani to resuscitate her.
"Come on, I'll have a photo" whispered Ha Jae.
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"Welcome, Mister, Miss." welcome So Mie.
"I'd like to see the Wedding Dress we ordered." said one woman.
"Oh, I'm sorry Miss. Master and Miss Party Dress Designs are in a design overhaul. But we promise the day after the dress can be seen." said So Mie.
"Ah really? It's a pity then." said the woman.
"Sorry, Miss," So Mie said.
"Sorry, who owns this boutique?!" ask the man standing at Ha Jae's desk.
"CEO of this company?!" ask So Mie. "She is Miss Gemani Priscanara, sir,"
"Miracanara?!" muttered the man.
"Yes sir, he often - "
"Is this the Batik cloth I'm going to use for my dress?" cut out that woman.
"Ah, yes Miss. How, what does Miss like?" replied So Mie approaching towards the woman. "If the Master and Miss object. We will change later. Mister and Miss can also choose the Batik that Mister and Miss like by themselves."
So Mie opened a room door containing various fabrics and stock beads. "Batch our collection over here, Mister, Miss" So Mie pointed out.
After driving around, the client finally decided to leave everything to the designer directly. They are confused to choose a pile of Batik that has many motives. Before long the client left. Yokada also came to visit. Followed by the arrival of Ha Jae, Afi and Hani.
"Good day, sir." welcome So Mie.
"Where is Jae?!" ask Yokada.
"Ah Miss, Ha Jae is out accompanying Mr. Afi to lunch, sir." So Mie replied. "Oh, here it is,"
Tap Tap Tap!
"Senpai?!" mumbling Ha Jae.
"Oh, Mas Afi. This is Williams Yokada Yoshida. He's my brother" said Ha Jae.
"Helo Mr" said Afi.
"Good," replied Yokada.
Yokada frowned. Without a word. Yokada got up and said goodbye to them.
"Yes already. Then I'll go first. I have to go to the clinic." said Yokada.
"Why rush?" ask Ha Jae.
"Much business to take care of. You're more busy taking care of your business now, than I do." Yokada said.
"I'm sorry, just this day. The rest will be held by Mas Afi and Hani." said Ha Jae.
"Ck, you're this," Yokada hit Ha Jae's arm. "I go first" said Yokada.
"Ah, yes." said Ha Jae.
"Dada Senpai" said Hani.
Ha Jae is stunned to see Yokada's unusual attitude. He was worried, what was wrong with Yokada.
"Yes! Goody. Thank you, you are the best. Okay, I love you honey. Muach," said Afi with someone on the other end of the phone.
Ha Jae approached Afi and saw the completed design being worked on by KawaiKun. "Cool. That's grand. Can I get an editor like him?!" praise Ha Jae.
"It's hard, too, Say. Instead I love him dearly let me love one," said Afi. "Let's lo srobot,"
"Ha ha, not intentionally. My luck" said Ha Jae.
They also work on a Wedding Dress that they must finish immediately. Afi has been contracted by Ha Jae to hold the client's order. So Afi is the one who will hold the Client's order with the help of Lee Hani who is none other than Ha Jae's best friend.
Ha Jae just needs to help out a little. Because Ha Jae, there's still a lot of work to be done.
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