
"Re, here." call Heka when Margaret just got home.
Margaret frowned in surprise. He thought no one was home.
Margaret approached and took her place next to Vivian, her mother. He looked at Vivian confusedly, then looked at her father.
"Father of your friend who came yesterday was from the Lee family.."
"What's her name? Hel who? who came with Juan yesterday,"
"Helmi.." answered Margaret doubtfully.
Heka laughed in satisfaction after hearing that name. Margaret was astonished. The atmosphere in the current living room felt strange, unlike usual which always felt awkward whenever Heka called her to talk.
"Great you. Befriended the Governor's son for a long time, and now also befriends Lee's heir" Heka said proudly.
"Tomorrow to invite your friends to the company's birthday party, and Papa will also give you an important announcement,"
"Temen-temen?" mummified Margareth.
"Yes, when we were camping on the beach, wasn't that your friend?" sahut Vivian's.
"I-iya.." answered Margaret hesitantly.
Again the sound of happy laughter from Heka. I don't know what's been going on all day while he's not home. Everything looks weird.
"Yes, don't forget, invite them all to come!" heka said her last words before going to her room.
Margaret still frowned confusedly. He looked at Vivian who was still sitting next to him. The gaze asked for an explanation he burdened his mother.
"That's it, tomorrow you know it too." said Vivian then went after Heka.
"Oh yeah.." Vivian stopped her steps and turned around.
"At 7pm, yes." he said then continued his steps away.
Margaret was still frozen there along with her mind running everywhere.
In previous years he had never been present at a company party. Heka also did not force that. But today, using her friend's name means forcing her to attend the show.
"People are on why the hell." - Margaret grumbled.
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"Ah, it's tingly!"
"What did Madam do to my eyelashes!!"
Noisy. The sound of Margaret's screams was heard several times down there. I don't know where Vivian brought the woman who asked to be called Madam Elsa.
She had enough of torturing Margaret in that very tight white dress. Plus now with the unfinished make-up.
"You can open your eyes" said Madam Elsa.
Margaret was stunned before the big mirror. By reflex his hand touched his cheek that was met with pink due to a blush-on.
"Eitss.no no, don't ruin my artwork" said Madam Elsa.
"You were born with a perfect face, I just bewitched her a little bit." she continued with a proud smile on her face.
"Thank you." said Margaret.
Maybe because it's for an important official event. Vivian specifically called a professional makeup artist into her home.
Margaret thought the results would be normal because all the makeup would look the same to her. Apparently not. He was really impressed with the result. Even her hair made her grill.
"Remember, don't rub it with your hands. If it is urgent enough tap with a tissue or a handkerchief, slowly." said Madam Elsa.
"Is it ready?" ask Vivian who just went into Margaret's room.
Vivian was at a loss for words. He was agape due to the extraordinary appearance of his daughter.
"Maa.. is it not excessive to wear a white dress? it's not a wedding.." Margaret sulking.
"Who knows.." Vivian smiled obliquely as she looked at Madam Elsa, like she was giving a signal.
Margaret looked suspicious of both. She looked at Madam Elsa with her pouting face after Vivian came out. It seems only he does not understand.
"Are you guys hiding something?" ask Margaret suspiciously.
"Why am I the only one who doesn't know." said Margaret as she put her lips together.
Madam Elsa chuckled softly. "You ruined my work if you put it that way.."
"You'll find out soon enough, have a good time" said Madam Elsa as she led Margaret out of the room.