The Love of the Culun

Have talent.

The sun had displayed his smile, enjoying the beauty of the morning. The handsome man propped up his chin, and it was like there was something he was thinking about while sitting in his study.

His mind was still wandering everywhere, ignoring the files that were on the table. Thinking about yesterday when contacting Rani, very disturbing his mind, with the change in Ariana's current appearance.

The breath sounded heavy, as he looked up at the ceiling of his study. Continues to dissolve in his daydream, until the sound of telephones disperse the daydream of the man who had the sharp gaze.

"Good day, Mister?"

"Piang. What's up Ross?"

"Sorry sir, there's a guest here who wants to see you."

"Guests. Wh who? did she have any previous appointments, with me?" He asked, with curiosity.

"Not yet Sir. He has no promise with you at all. And his name, Mr. Jason."

"Jason..?" With a frown, because he did not step over the man, he will return to his company.

What's he coming to see me for?" Ask yourself, with curiosity enveloping.

"Yes Sir. His name is Jason."

"Tell him if I can't meet him. Because of me, it's very busy." He said, with a tone of emphasis.

:Okay sir," answered the receptionist by ending his phone call.

Zain rested his shoulders on the back of the chair, with curiosity increasingly enveloping himself. Because this is the second time, Jason came looking for her company.

And once again negative thoughts enveloped the man, because of his hatred for Jason, who had once taken Clara from him.

"For what, that jerk came to see me again. Did he come to see me, just to talk about Clara? if that's true, I don't care at all. That's not my business." He murmured, with a look on his face.

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The sun slowly began to hide his face, as the slow dark arrival had perfectly drowned his face.

Ariana lay on her kingzis bed, wrapped in a hairy blanket that could warm her, from the cold of the night air.

A sense of saturation immediately enveloped himself, making him unable to sleep.

He lowered his legs from the bed, and stepped out of the room.

Being alone in the luxury apartment, making him very bored, until Ariana decided to walk around the apartment owned by Rani. The footsteps stopped, as the direction of his gaze stared at some of the charters on display on the wall, on the pretation that Rani had achieved as a designer of the bucana.

Keep stepping, and step until he is near the beautiful designer's workspace.

Due to curiosity, Ariana decided to enter because she had never entered the room.

Grab the handle, and open the door that just so happens to be unlocked. He stared at the trophies neatly lined up on the sideboard, and once again he admired Rani so much, for her pretensions.

His footsteps led him to the work desk, and saw the sheets that already contained scratches Rani's hand, by producing designs that are so beautiful.

"Miss Rani is very talented. I also want to be like him, only I do not have the money to continue school in the field of fashion," he muttered, with a sad face.

To ward off saturation, the black-haired woman grabbed a few sheets of white paper, and a few colored pencils, and returned to her room.

When she was in the room, Ariana immediately turned on the lights, after letting the dim atmosphere, enveloping her room.

Dudu on the bed, and his hands shrewdly began to scratch colored pencils on plain white paper sheets, to produce a very beautiful design.

And after finishing with her first picture, a very beautiful party dress.

"The dress is very beautiful, and no less the same as the design of Miss Rani earlier." He muttered, who was so stunned by the image of the scratches of his hand.

"Ariana...! Ariana...!" Call Rani when opening the door, finding the apartment in a quiet state.

'Am I, I'm in Miss Rani's room?" He answered, with a little scream.

Hearing Ariana's cry, Rani decides to visit the woman's room.

"Am I allowed in?" The ink, when it was in front of the room.

Ariana looks panicked, when she hears Rani will enter her room. Especially presumptuously he had entered the woman's study, and took the plain papers. And feel his attitude is not polite, as a person who hitchhiking live in the house of people.

Immediately grab the sheets scattered on the bed, and immediately insert his head pillow.

"Ma..get in.." The answer stammered, due to the nervousness that enveloped themselves.

Rani displays her smile at Ariana, when the room door has been opened by her.

Walking over to the black woman, with a look of guilt, for leaving Ariana alone in the apartment.

"I'm sorry for leaving you alone. And what, are you doing Araa?"

"A.I.m being.." Without, continue the sentence.

At once the look on Rani's face stared intensely at Ariana, who looked like she was hiding something from him.

"You're not hiding anything, from Araa?" He asked, with an inquiring gaze looking at the woman in front of him.

"No!" The answer is trying to convince Rani, amid a whack of nervousness.

Rani doesn't trust Ariana. He spread his gaze in all directions, and stopped at a paper that looked a little part carried a head pillow. Due to her curiosity, she grabbed it straight away.

"What's this?"

"That's nothing?" Wanting to take the paper under the pillow, Araa loses quickly with Rani's hand that precedes her.

Rani stared intensely at the sheets of paper she was holding, and she was so amazed that the scratches were so incredible.

"I'm sorry, for being so presumptuous to enter your work space Miss Rani" he said, looking down.

Rani's gaze stared intensely at Ariana, who was bowing her head. And in her find it hard to believe, that Ariana drew the designs on the white paper.

"Is that right, you drew Ariana?" Ask, sure.

"I.iya. It was me who drew it, Miss Rani," he replied, still lowering his head.

"Ariana, look at me!" Insights, firmly.

Ariana raised her head, trying to bravely stare at the fashion designer.

"I'm sorry once again, I'm sorry Miss Rani,"

"I'm not angry at you at all. But this is so cool, Ariana?? you're like a professional designer, and I don't expect you to be so talented" he said, with a sparkling gaze.

"Thank you" he answered, smiling awkwardly.

The look on his face was immediately serious, with both hands clutching Ariana's fingers.

"If you were you, how about you go to college in America and I'll pay for it. You're very talented Ariana, and I'm sure you can be a successful woman" persuaded Rani, with a fiery look.

"But..?" And he, looks doubtful.

"It's time you proved to them that you can be a successful woman. And not Ariana, who they had always considered a weak woman. And you must rise, for when will you live in its shadow."