Mateau

Nikens

"What are you asking for extra lessons for?" ask Alvin without further ado.

"Sir, I am not able to understand Mr. Alvin's lesson if the class situation is crowded," said Niken - a student who asked for additional classes.

Alvin kept his promise. At exactly four o'clock in the afternoon additional lessons were given Alvin. An extraordinary thing that could not even be imagined before. "In what part can you not understand? I'll explain it in person here."

Alvin stood in front, while Niken sat at the front desk.

"really? Personally?" Nike asked back.

Alvin smelled a bad gelagat. "certain. As long as it's still related to the material learned in my class."

Niken smiled sweetly, feeling proud. Apparently Alvin wasn't as difficult as others had told him. "I had trouble matching colors to one dress. I also still can't determine what kind of shadow a dress is for a theme."

Alvin silence. As a fashion designer, of course, you must be more sensitive in this regard. Can rotate the brain more deeply in order to produce the best fresh ideas.

"Actually I was curious since when did Mr Alvin have such good talent? My parents were one of the regulars at my boutique." Niken smiled while mentioning a name familiar to Alvin's ears. "They always said that I could learn a lot from Mr. Alvin. You can have a career like a father. But .. I find it difficult. Being at the top like this requires struggle and sacrifice. It could be to sacrifice someone else."

Niken showed the sweetest face. The atmosphere is a little tense.

Alvin bergeming's. Niken's parents have been regular customers since the establishment of the boutique. Certainly not foreign to him.

"You have to hone yourself more by continuing to make work. Do not create it in a piece of cloth, but try to draw and express yourself" replied Alvin.

Mata Niken playing. This room was spacious, but only they were here.

Alvin relax. "I'm a lecturer here not as a friend. Can continue the extra lesson."

Niken gave a small smile. "I know the ace of Alvin, you know. That red dress is still there, right?"

Alvin's eyes were wide open. Try to stay on the quiet path. "I don't think there's anything else we can talk about. Additional learning sessions completed. It's first and last."

Alvin tidied up the ledger he always carried. Turn your body to the right side and walk towards the door.

"He's still there, sir." Suddenly Niken said so. "We don't know each other all this time. Interesting as well." Niken standing. Staring fixed Alvin who has a shoulder as wide as human hope. "He doesn't know, does he?"

Alvin bergeming's. Just keep calming down. I hope their conversation doesn't sound like someone else.

"My move here is definitely Mr. Alvin know, right?" Niken smiled slanted. "A Lecturer with high flying hours certainly can guess. How could I be fooled."

The atmosphere around here is hot. For Alvin.

"What is your real purpose?" Alvin turned the body again. Look back at Niken. However, the tail of his right eye found an unexpected sight around there.

"Don't pretend. I can't possibly let go just like that. Less quiet life like that" replied Niken.

Alvin turned his gaze to another target.

"Don't hide behind silence and good nature, Mr. Alvin. It's disgusting!" niken is upset.