A Contract Letter
Episode 75's

"Good night dear guests and also the five great aspiring designers, sorry there is a little obstacle so the show is a bit slow at the start."Speak the MC with its stale base.

The atmosphere is so crowded, which is heard only the sound of applause and good night also from the guests for the MC.

"Because the night is getting late, I won't have much to say to all the participants and models to get ready because soon, the event will start."Said the MC.

Hearing this, once again Yuri worried and nervous, he was not sure a simple dress collaboration between Haikal mam design and himself would lead in the race.

But suddenly Haikal's phone rang, indicating there was an incoming call.

Haikal walked a little away from the crowd and picked up his phone.

Call on's.

"Hallo, Mr. Haikal."Said someone on the phone.

"Yes, how? Is everything all right?"Ask Haikal to the person on the phone.

"Sir, this is my assistant miss xxx we are really sorry, because miss xxx can't be a master model today, in because there was a little accident that made her legs sprained."Said the assistant of the model who has been paid for Haikal to be a model of his dres Yuri.

"Gosh, is that it? What am I supposed to do?"Haikal panicked.

Suddenly, the phone died unilaterally.

Call of

"Darling, what's wrong? Five minutes to go the show's already started."Said Yuri who saw Haikal with her panicked face approaching Yuri.

"Yuri, this is serious, the model I hired was suddenly obstructed and could not come, now we have to how?"Haikal asked which made Yuri and the others shocked.

"What's? How can."Turi Kaget.

"Yes, and if you're looking for another model now you don't have much time!"Haikal ruffled his furstasi hair.

"Geez, this is a real disaster, now what should I do?"Inner Yuri.

"Mrs, how am I?"Tawar Abel was facing Yuri.

All eyes stared at Abel.

"Can you?"Tanya Yuri observed that Abel's tall and thin body shape was no less like a top-class model even though she was only the butler's child in the mansion.

"Well Abel, we have no other choice, now come with me!"Yuri said holding Abel's hand and taking him to the special dressing room of the race participants.

While Haikal, Papa Hendra and Oma are also worried whether Abel will be able to rival other models while he does not know how to walk like a model.

Five minutes passed.

Yuri walked over with her tense face, approaching Haikal.

"Where is Abel?"Ask Haikal.

"Look a minute."Yuri said with a face that looked slightly relieved.

The MCs went back on stage and said a few words to start the event.

"Well, the time to get ready is over, and now it is, the moments awaited by our spectators and contestants, the designer race is officially started!"Said the MC in a loud voice and hurriedly got off the stage.

One by one of the models paid by the four designers also appeared with a beautiful face, a soft walk and also a dress that was so luxurious and very elegant, the sound of applause was getting very strong inside.

"Calm down, you'll make it."Said Haikal who realized the wife who was nervous and worried at the time.

The four models have finished demonstrating the fashion on the stage, and now it is the fifth, yes Abel.

Seen Abel who walked slowly with a quiet that was quite perfect, the clothes he was wearing was also very suitable and his beautiful face that was able to make the judges stand up and clap.

Truly this was never imagined by Abel, he could have a chance of this big to wear clothes that were designed by his employer yes it was Yuri.

After a few minutes, Abel also came from the stage, finally he could help Yuri at times like this, Yuri who saw that was proud of Abel.

After an hour of waiting for the judges to discuss, finally the most awaited thing will begin.

As before, the MC went back to the stage, of course with all five models.

"Wah-wah, it's very difficult for the judges to decide who will win in this race, but yes somehow there must be a winner, yes, even though everything is good there must be the best."Basa si mc.

"uh."Leguh Yuri started to sweat coldly.

While Haikal was still tightly cupping his hands.

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