Your hijab warms me
Chapter 11 My Heart Crashed Into My Mouth
The rose street is not far from Rahma's apartment. There is also a park on the banks of the beautiful Ganges and many made a place for dating by most couples in this city.
Rahadian, Romy and I went together, and Rahma with her manager, because we all didn't fit in my car. Romy is a friend of Rahadian he's here to help with lighting.
We rented a studio on rose street and Rahma has managed to get the use of her studio room there for free for the morning in exchange for the credit in the article.
When he explained at the reception that we were here to photograph CEO Ricardo the Cafrio, we were instantly upgraded to VIP Room Studio. Because it seems Ricardo is quite famous everywhere.
An overzealous marketing executive showed us to the VIP Room. He was very young and very nervous for a reason.
I suspected Rahma's beauty and commanding attitude were making her nervous, as she was a little shameless, but that was what allowed her to do everything.
The rooms are elegant, unpretentious, and the furniture inside is very luxurious.
It's only 9 o'clock. We have half an hour to prepare. Rahma arranged it in such a way.
"Lord, I think we're going to focus on that wall, do you agree?" He did not wait for his reply.
"Romy, clean the chairs. Gisele, can you ask the janitor to bring you some drinks and tell Ricardo where we are."
Yes madam. He is very domineering. I rolled my eyes, but did as I was told.
Half an hour later, Ricardo walked into the room we had prepared for him.
He's a little crazy...! He was wearing a white shirt, open in his collar, and gray flannel pants that hung on his hips.
Her disheveled hair was still wet from the shower. My mouth is dry looking at it. She is so charming. Ricardo came into the VIP Room with a man in his mid-thirties, all cut short and bearded in a razor-sharp dark suit and tie who stood still in the corner, like his bodyguard. His brown eyes were watching us expressionlessly.
"Gisele, we meet again." Ricardo smiled at me he didn't extend his hand because I once said that if I didn't come into contact with a man, blue eyes flashing quickly teased me a little.
Astaghfirullah.he's really, really, pretty. His blink brought an electric current flowing into my body, illuminating me, making me blush, and I was sure my erratic breath must have sounded. I immediately lowered my head.
"Mr Cafrio, this is Rahma Susilawati" I was intentionally formal because many of my friends are here and they are also businesses.
"The resilient Susilawati. How are you?" He gave her a small smile, looking completely amused.
"I believe you feel better. Gisele said you weren't well last week."
"I'm fine, thank you, Mr. Cafrio."he greeted Rahma without batting her eyes.
I reminded myself that Rahma had attended the best private school in Jakarta. His family had money, and he grew up confident and confident of his place in the world. He didn't take any shit. I admire him.
"Thank you for taking the time to do this." He gave her a polite and professional smile.
"Together I am also happy to do it for Gisele" she replied, turning her blue gaze to me, and I blushed again. He really teased me.
Rahma smiled wryly, she knew Ricardo liked me.
"This is our photographer Rahadian," I said, grinning towards Rahadian who smiled back at me affectionately. His eyes were cold as he looked from me to Ricardo
"Mr Cafrio" he nodded.
"Mr Rahadian" Ricardo's expression also changed as he assessed Rahadian.
"Where do you want me to position myself?" Ricardo asked him. His tone sounded vaguely threatening. But Rahma will not allow Rahadian to avenge Ricardo.
Romy turned on the lights, blinded Ricardo for a moment, and muttered an apology.
Then Romy and I backed off and saw Rahadian start taking photos. He took a few handheld photos, asked Ricardo to turn here, then to it, move his arm, then put it down again. Moving on to the tripod, Rahadian picked up a few more, while Ricardo sat down and posed, patiently and naturally, for about twenty minutes.
My wish came true: I could stand and admire Ricardo from a distance not too far away. Twice our eyes were locked, and I had to rid myself of her overcast gaze.
"Cukup untuk pose duduk." Rahma menyeka.
"Stand up, Mr Cafrio?" she asked.
He stood up, and Romy rushed in to move the chair. The Rahadian camera starts clicking again.
"I think we've had enough" Rahadian announced five minutes later.
"Good," said Rahma.
"Thank you again, Mr. Cafrio." He shook his hand, just like Rahadian.
"Enough to sit." Rahma wiping.
"Stand up, Mr Cafrio?" she asked.
He stood up, and Romy rushed in to move the chair. The Rahadian camera starts clicking again.
"I think we've had enough" Rahadian announced five minutes later.
"Good," said Rahma.
"Thank you again, Mr. Cafrio." He shook his hand, just like Rahadian.
"I want to read the article, Miss Susilawati" Ricardo said to Rahma, then Ricardo turned to me standing by the door. He approached me.
"Do you want to come with me, Gisele?" she asked.
"Sure," I said, completely riveted. I glanced anxiously at Rahma, who shrugged her shoulders towards me.
I looked at the pouting Rahadian and lowered his head behind him.
"Thank you for your hard work this time, until you meet again," Ricardo said and he opened the door, he stood by the side to allow me to get out first.
what the hell is this really? I walk nervously.
"I'll call you, Ren," he whispered to his bodyguard, Ren walking back down the corridor, and Ricardo turned his burning gaze to me. Did I make a mistake with her?
"I wonder if you'd like to accompany me for coffee this morning."
What is this wind? suddenly a Sultan asked me for coffee? just two? It's Gisele..! you just go there, pretty good can you get closer to him? My subconscious persuaded me.
When I heard his call, my heart slammed into my mouth.
I opened for a moment and did not know if this was a dream? or really reality? This must be so strange.
