Pursuing the Love of the Widower

Eye Stares

Gendhis tried to be calm and professional. Moreover, Sinta had looked frightened to see her as if she was about to pull out a claw. Sinta Anandira, is a sweet twenty-eight year old girl who has a cute, calm, and earthy face. He was never afraid when covering demos or brawls.

However, for some reason when he saw the face of Gendhis reddened and like he was about to eat his enemy like before, making Sinta's guts ciut instantly. “Good, Sir. We continue the interview,” said Sinta carefully.

“Sorry. Please.” Chand was a little misbehaved. He tried to act normal, as if nothing had happened before.

While Gendhis was still overcome with stifled emotions, immediately turned on the camera and took photos of Chand many times. In fact, at the beginning of the interview, Chand had warned not to take pictures until the question and answer session was completed. However, Gendhis seemed to provoke Chand's anger.

However, the man with the calm character chose not to respond. He thought Gendhis wasn't there.

“After plunging into the business world, do you have a hobby?” ask Sinta.

“Definitely have it,” said Gendhis, “played the heart of women,” chirped later.

“Dhis,” hiss Sinta while glaring.

“I still have an interest in the world of racing, even if it is just watching the show on television. If to plunge directly on the circuit, I already do not have time, ” replied Chand trying not to be provoked by the behavior of Gendhis.

“The time is up for mainin girl feelings,” said Gendhis again, making Sinta turn towards him with a clear highlight. If so, Gendhis chose to remain silent because he could not bear to see the look on Sinta's face like a cow during Lebaran Eid al-Adha.

Gendhis was no longer interested in chiming in. Besides because his stomach was thrashing, he also could not bear to linger there. Without excuse, Genphis stood up and passed from the luxurious terrace. He walked towards the gate, then waited for Sinta to finish there.

Seeing Gendhis attitude, Sinta also accelerated the interview session. "alright, Sir. The last question" he said with an already uninspired look. This is the same as when he covered disaster victims some time ago, when Sinta was faced with a speaker who gave answers out of sync with questions. However, this time the problem did not come from the source. Except from his own partner.

"Please." Chand nodded slowly.

"What tips can you share with readers to stay afloat and be more successful in the business world, where competition is getting stronger by the day?” Sinta asked her last question.

"Ehm.” Chand was silent for a moment while thinking, before answering the ultimate question.

A moment later, Chand gave a very intelligent exposure. The answer that the man gave really showed his quality. It is only fitting that Chand can become a successful young entrepreneur.

“Thank you for taking your time. Well, forgive the impoliteness of my friend, sir,” said Sinta who felt bad, after the interview session ended.

“No problem. Don't think too much,” replied Chand casually.

“Oh, yes. When do you have time for cover shooting?” ask Sinta again.

“Lusa I already have to go back to Jogja. So, it seems like my loose time is only tomorrow,” replied Chand, sticking with his calm style.

“Oh, okay. In that case, let it be Gendhis who will prepare everything for tomorrow ... morning, afternoon, afternoon?” tawar Sinta's.

“Morning only. Let it still be fresh,” broke up Chand while standing up and reached out to Sinta. “Send my apology to your friend,” he said before Sinta had time to respond to Chand's words.

“I will tell you, sir,” exclaimed Sinta a little loud, even though chand was no longer visible. He then turned around and caught up with Gendhis who stood pouting near the security guard post.

“Come, Dhis. It's done,” invite Sinta while patting Gendhis shoulder gently.

“I have ordered an online taxi to return to the office,”, said Gendhis lazily.

“OK. Definition once.” Sinta nodded. “Pak Chand also sends an apology to you,” said Sinta again which immediately makes Gendhis turn.

“Apologies?” Gendhis glared at Sinta. “Cih, ora sudi!" gendhis Cibir.

“Wow! What if you don't want to forgive him, Dhis? In fact, tomorrow you have a photo schedule Mr. Chand early in the morning,” restless Sinta while scratching his head that does not itch.

“Mottle him?” birthday Genthis. “Tadi ‘kan. Even I let you guys do a lot, don't need to see him anymore."

“Yes, geez, Dhis. This is for cover. Mr. Chand should wear a good costume, make up, and all the supporting facilities that make him appear more glowing,” Sinta explained many times exhaling a long breath.

“Horn, Dhis. It's a matter of work. Do not mix with personal problems,” persuade Sinta.

“Yes, come on,” break up Gendhis took a deep breath. He did not want to argue with Sinta, because at that time the taxi they ordered had arrived.

The next day, Gendhis arrived at the office early. He had to set up a photo studio that would be his workplace for some time to come. In addition, Gendhis must also memorize the locations of tools and other supporting equipment, and remember the locations of other rooms related to his field. One place he should never forget is the toilet, the place where he will vomit after photographing Chand. What an intention.

At ten o'clock, charming handsome Chand Fawwaz Gunadhya walked into the studio room. He acted as if nothing had happened yesterday. Chand even threw his calm smile at Gendhis.

“Think I'll be tempted again and melt it?” gerutu Gendhis in heart. “Ogah, yes!” sibirnya slow.

“Please, Mr. Chand. The dressing room is over there,” designates a costume stylist while directing Chand's steps to the next room.

After a while, Chand came out again in a neat state. His handsome makeup has also got a touch of thin make up. His hair is black and thick, has been combed neatly with additional pomade until it looks shiny.

“Yes, God,” hiss a photographer assistant. He was standing next to Gendhis who was preparing. “Thank you for sending a guy as quiet as him, which makes me forget that it is now an old date,” he said.

Gendhis looked over with a frown. “Price aja times. He's not that handsome,” the girl's lips. However, the truth is that he still steals the view of Chand who is standing in front of a white background. Chand looks perfect in a black shirt lined with matching blazers. Several makeup and clothing stylists, again tidied up the man's appearance before filming began.

"Easy." Gendhis gestured with his hand, telling the makeup artists and clothes to get out of the way.

"Prepare yourself well, Mr. Chand," said Gendhis. "Place a smile, but a sincere smile. Don't smile fake and made up. Remember, a smile is worship. Alms are cheap," raved Gandhis who had no idea what he meant. The crew in the studio was astonished by his attitude.

"Unprofessional," chand sneered inwardly. He nodded slowly, then prepared.

Several poses have been taken as directed by Gendhis. Chand did very well. Ah, it makes the taste in the heart of Gendhis more raging. It feels like he accompanied Chand to take pictures along with the style of pre-wedding style.

"Smile, Sir! Smile!" exclaims Gendhis with a satirical tone.

Chand also said. From the style with a calm face, this time he added a smile that made him look more charming.

"God, strengthen this servant of yours" murmured Gendhis. "Smile, Sir. Couldn't her smile be so sincere?" reprimanding the girl seemed to be looking for Chand's fault. Chand has done well. The man also complied. He changed his calm smile.

"Wide a little bit dong smile," reproved Gendhis again. As per the instructions, Chand widened his smile.

"Less wide, sir. Remember, you are a successful entrepreneur. Do not let people think that you are arrogant and irresponsible," said Gendhis again.

Chand, who didn't want to argue, widened his smile. Even wider than wide. However, in the eyes of Gendhis it was still less wide. "What's it gonna be, Ma'am? My jaw is already this sore," complained Chand.

"A sincere smile. Don't be forced. Remember, sincere science is difficult to apply in life," replied Gendhis Karuan.

Chand can only breathe deeply. He was well aware that he was being severely bullied by Gendhis.

"Can you breathe less?"

"meaning?" Chand doesn't understand.

Suddenly, Gendhis let go of his camera. He advanced towards Chand standing up. Genphis held the man's jaw. Direct it in the correct position. At that time, Chand's tail was fixed on Gendhis.

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