The Battle of Ugly Women

little revealed

The sun had risen, its scorching rays stinging the skin. Alana is at work.

This girl tidied up some makeup tools after just dressing up a client who came.

“Ahhhh!” the sound of screaming made Alana squeamish in shock.

Oh, my god, the heart. Alana held her thumping chest. Then pointed the net towards Gisel who was standing in front of the glass door.

This girl stepped quickly closer towards her best friend seeing what was happening.

“Cell, what's up?” alana asked in surprise after hearing Gisel's scream.

“Salonku arrival artist,” exciting Gisel.

Artist ...

Alana's bead eyes then led towards the glass door where the tall and handsome young man had stood while looking at her with a smile.

Same with Gisel, Alana's eyes bought with surprise as if in disbelief.

“Arion,” greet Alana.

“So you work here,” said Arion stepped closer while observing the surroundings.

“Iya, this belongs to Gisel,” replied Alana nodding her head.

“Arion, what's up here?” ask Alana.

For what a busy and great actor Arion came to this place. He's not filming? wondering in the heart.

Arion's gaze was fixed on Alana.

“I have free time. So I'm here to collect your contract promise,” said Arion with a charming smile.

Which makes Gisel's body like it has been cursed into stone, silent to enjoy the handsome face, plus Arion is in place. Uhhh, how he didn't melt.

“Promise tract!” Alana was silent for a moment, looking thoughtful. He had promised to treat Arion as a thank you for returning his phone.

It turned out that Arion was charging his promise, before long Alana nodded. “Alright, today we go to lunch, I will treat you.”

Arion develops a smile hearing Alana weed.

Take Arion Miroslav to a meal together, oh my gosh.

Alana's face turned anxious when she thought of something, how else would she treat a class artist Arion who was used to a fancy restaurant. Savings can be drained. Could bankrupt him.

“But. Arion,” hold Alana.

“What's up?”

Alana scratched her non-itchy nape.

“Do not cost a fortune. In Indonesia wrong 20 thousand pulses I have been carefree, do not let the bill drain my savings, later I can be tipped again thinking about it,” said Alana innocently reminded, saying, if he wasn't rich like Arion.

Hearing that laughter came out of Arion hearing Alana's words. This woman always managed to make him laugh.

“Good. I remember, you said you couldn't ask for a treat at a restaurant where the dinner table had a stove. You take it easy I understand,” said Arion who remembered Alana's words first.

Oh my, how anxious he is.

Alana developed her smile, she was a little relieved.

“Let's go,” said Arion turned to go first.

Alana looked at Gisel who was still standing between them, hearing all the talk.

Gisel looked at Alana with a pleading face, the gaze coded if she wanted to also eat with the actor.

Gisel quickly drew closer to Alana.His hands were twitching in Alana's arms.

“Alana, take me,” whispered Gisel staring at Arion's back.

“You want to come too.” these two best friends talk in whispers.

“What opportunity?” alana asked, not understanding what Gisel wanted to do about his idol.

Gisel clucked. Alana's brain is different from her. Can't take advantage of the opportunity to be close to a handsome young man.

“Yes Alana chance, close to the class actor Arion. If you need to keep pepeting,” said Gisel with a stir.

"Who knows starting from the pepet ending with in grepee,” oceh Gisel with an enthusiastic smile.

Alana exhaled a rough breath. Oh my goodness, the word that started came out again from the mouth of Gisel the pervert.

“Come Alana I'm coming,” whine Gisel.

"All right." Alana pasrah's.

“Arion!” call Alana again.

The young man turned around.

“What's up?”

“What Gisel can come too?” ask Alana.

“Of course can.”

Come in

I don't know what the ripple is Gisel hears if he can come to eat with his idol. Ahhh, it really can be on the pepet that ends in the grepee. Fucking perverted Gisel.

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While they have fun with idol actors.

In the office building in that large and luxurious room. Zayn was sitting looking at his computer in front of him.

Zayn paused for a moment, Zayn's attention turned to the man who had just entered the room. Carrying the map in hand.

“Master,” says Ken lowered his head while saluting.

“What's Ken?”

“We have received a complete report file on who the woman is referring to Miss Alana,” Ken explained.

Zayn's eyes stared fixedly at Ken.

“You've got it!” zayn.

“Iya sir.”

“Who's Ken?” Zayn can't wait to hear who the woman is and if it's really him who has a plan to frame her.

Ken then stepped closer to give the report map.

zayn's hand quickly greeted the report and began to read the written paper.

as Zayn read, Ken tried to explain.

“She is Casandra Angela, daughter of mistress Anna,” explained Ken.

Zayn was stunned to see some evidence in the report. Miss Anna's daughter that girl.

“Mrs Anna had a child before marriage with your late father, and it was kept secret from everyone, and believed to be your late father as well

covering it,” explained Ken the longer the explanation the more the face in front of him changed.

“She is the default child of mistress Anna from the marriage with the previous man. In a marriage with your late father, it means they each have an inborn child, even if it is not blood related to you, so indirectly the woman is ..” Ken's stifled voice looked at Zayn's changed face.

“My stepbrother ..” hardik, his voice boomed with clenched hands and a hardened face, flushed full of anger.

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