Metamorphosis Ugly Girl

Demon And Fox

Maliqa morning - once in the morning has left for Butiq Twins owned by Mrs Clarissa, today Butiq will be the arrival of famous models who will do fitting clothes for a charity fashion show that every year Maliqa school held.

While Maliqa was arranging the dresses to be shown, Rachel adopted daughter Mrs Clarissa came with two employees who were holding samples of materials they would make.

"Cih, lucky your face is not overgrown with acne if yes, cih Butiq will definitely bear the shame of having a lowly employee who is ugly" Rachel screeched mocking Maliq with her hands crossed in front of her chest.

"Thank you for noticing me Miss" said Maliqa flatly with a thin smile on her face.

Actually Maliqa was quite furious with the actions of Rachel who was arrogant and always demeaning it, but Maliqa realized that Rachel occupies a position of considerable importance for Mrs Clarissa, who is very important, he did not want his relationship with Mrs Clarissa to deteriorate due to this minor dispute.

"I've never had time to pay attention to a woman like you!" hardik Rachel stared at Maliqa's bitch.

Rachel is always upset whenever she crosses paths with Maliqa, she's the first woman to get the attention of her handsome prince despite the fact that they're just arguing, but Rachel who had known Arsya from a teenager knew that Arsya was interested in Maliqa, but she always gave special treatment and attention so that Arsya could be a little sympathetic to him.

"What are you guys working on? why just chat, now do your respective tasks" Clarissa looked at Rachel in wonder

"Our mother only said hello to Maliqa" Rachel said sweetly before her mother

"Rachel don't you have to clean the front? Leave Maliqa alone and do not interfere with his work" Clarissa said.

"Good Ma'am" Rachel looked up at Maliqa, whenever Rachel wanted to make fun of Maliqa her mother always came and seemed to break up to help Maliqa.

Rachel goes by and leaves Maliqa with Ms. Clarissa in the fitting room.

"Darling you're okay?" greet Mrs Clarissa stroking Maliqa's shoulders gently.

"Sure Mommy what to worry about?" Maliqa chuckles at Clarissa's excessive worries.

"hmmmp.. are you having a fight with Arsya?" Ask Clarissa quietly.

Maliqa did give conditions to Arsya when he accepted it so that his relationship is not known to many people only, friends, Mommy Clarissa, Aditya his father Arsya, and now growing with both parents.

"hmmmp a little bit" said Maliqa holding his index finger and thumb together in front of Clarissa.

"Like that yes" replied Clarissa softly

"Why?" ask Maliqa wonder.

"Finally this company is experiencing a very complicated problem he is very difficult, he even almost gave up, but yesterday he was like annoyed and angry because of the problem, he said, I heard from Willy he was very burdened because of his misunderstanding with you" Clarissa explained.

"really?" maliqa replied surprised she felt a little guilty for being too selfish.

After the incident at the Mall, Arsya continued to contact Maliqa, until Maliqa finally broke down and decided to block Arsya's number.

"Maliqa maybe right now you're misunderstanding Arsya can't possibly betray you, she's just being preoccupied with work and happens to be one of our colleagues" Clarissa looked at the girl's face in front of her, he willingly begs them to come back with Clarissa knowing that the love in her is just as genuine.

"Mommy-gates.." Maliqa is increasingly feeling bad about Clarissa's attitude towards him.

"Arsya loves you so much" said Clarissa, but her eyes were glazed over

"I think so, let us alone solve this misunderstanding Mommy need not worry this is just a small quarrel" Maliqa grabbed both hands Clarissa asserted if he and Arsya will be fine.

"Tell Mommy if Arsya hurts you" Clarissa chuckled softly wiping her two slightly condensed eyes.

"I'll do it right away if it happens Mommy won't have to worry anymore" Maliqa chuckled and hugged the body of her beloved's beloved.

The atmosphere felt blue when all could convince that the end would be fine.

Mrs Clarissa had to leave Maliqa because the guest she was waiting for had arrived, Maliqa still had to finish her job without knowing who the guest welcomed Ms Clarissa.

"You!!" The sound of someone deafening their ears behind Maliqa.

"Welcome Miss Luna" Sapa Maliqa flat with a little bowing her head, she thought maybe Luna was the one Mrs Clarissa welcomed

"Why where are you - where?!" Said Luna furious, he really wanted to keep Maliqa in Arsya but this woman was even around Arsya's life.

"This is the place where I work part-time Miss" Maliqa said with a flat smile

"True, you have to raise a lot of money to remodel your face in that famous clinic" Luna sneered a mocking smile and laughed at Maliqa.

"Miss is absolutely right" Maliqa replied with a sweet smile.

"Sih you're always acting pretentious, why don't you just work somewhere else? Why must be in a classy Butiq like this" hardik Luna he was always furious to be able to talk to this one woman.

"Luck is on my side right now" Maliqa replied humbly

"Miss Luna does not need to argue with lowly employees like her, it will lower Miss's own prestige" Rachel said trying to find face to face with Luna, if it does not make Maliqa fall, then both may be better.

"You're so right Rachel, sometimes I don't realize that I'm a famous model whose prestige is far above her who's just a lowly employee" Luna lowered Maliqa with her gaze looking at Maliqa from the bottom up.

"Miss is too humble to be considerate with me" replied Maliqa trying to be patient, if he sat outside Butiq of course Maliqa will be more courageous to fight demons and cunning foxes in front of him.

"Miss we better leave this woman, please follow me" Rachel had no further argument with Maliqa when she saw her mother walking towards them.

"Maliqa you help other models Miss Luna only I have the right to serve her" Rachel said staring at the mistress of Maliqa

"Good" answered Maliqa flatly.

Paid tens of millions I do not want to be his servant even though only a few minutes in the mind of Maliqa