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..."It turns out that without me you can stand under your own feet. Even now you look so much better than when you were with me....

...~Thunder Syakir Alhusyn...

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Finally the fashion show began. All children from any faculty who have tickets and people from outside are indeed allowed to enter. This clothing show is indeed held to show various design potentials and several themes and see whether their designs sell well in the market or not. 

All stands certainly have many promotional purposes of their own and have their own market. Up to from the ones filled with students to the ones that look lonely are there.

One of them is Humaira's stand. The woman with the status of a single parent was one of the stands filled by the children of other faculties. The way of introducing their different designs, then the Korean-style arrangement and also the student model who wears her design clothes are there to promote making everyone who passes her stand will definitely be interested.

Even with comfortable and cold materials. Then not transparent, making them certainly like the clothes.

"What design would you like to bring to Korea like this?" Ask a kating on Humai who is presenting the results in front of his stand visitors.

"Yes are almost similar but not all of them are like this, Humai said honestly.

Many students who came out of the Humai stand must have brought a bag containing his clothes. Truly from the many booths, Humai sales boomed. Even until Hunai and the example of clothes wearers designed by Humai is invisible because it is crowded by many students and students who are curious about his clothes. 

"Mai, you're selling by buying two free one, what's the loss?" Ask a Humai classmate but different faculty.

"No. That is one of the tricks to attract more buyers" said Humai who got a nod from his classmate. 

It really all counts. Everything was thought to be so safe that it made Humaira feel no loss or anything.

Same with Mira and Lidya's stand. The two women tam lost their crowd as well. Moreover, coupled with the presence of Jay who participated in shouting and promotion made anyone who came more like to be there. 

"Ante, why is Jay's cheek pinched anyway?" Jay said by rubbing his red cheeks.

Since then, the two-year-old child has been the center of attention. Her cheeks are soft and so cute for anyone to feel anxious. 

"Yes because Jay is funny. A lot of Jay's fans are here too" Lidya told his best friend's son.

"But Jay's cheek hurts, Ante," he said with pouty lips. "Jou go to Mom." 

"Ehh." Lidya. 

He saw the stand as well as many buyers then he looked to the side, to where Mira was. The woman was also serving the person who stopped by her stand. 

"Entar again, baby. Wait for these Sisters to finish continuing Ante anter to Mom. How's it?" Refer Lidya slowly. "Jay eat this cake first."

The tiny head shook. "Jay wants Mom now. Jay knows where Mom is." 

"Deed Jay knows where Mom's stand is?" Ask the worried Lidya. 

"Yes" said Jay with a nodding head. "Near here, isn't it?" 

Jay pointed to the left and Lidya confirmed. Humaira's stand is to the left of hers. However, there are still 3 more stands to get there.

"Jay really want to go to Mom?" Ask Lidya again.

"Yes" Jay said seriously.

Eventually Lidya immediately dropped Jay off his chair. Then he took the boy's hand and stood in front of their stand. 

"Look at Ante well," said Lidya, aligning her body. "Mom's stand was there. That's a lot of flowers on the stand." 

Lidya pointed to the Humi stand which was crowded by several students. Jay nodded, he also looked at the stand. 

"Kiss first on Ante's cheek. How about Ante Kangen Jay?" 

Jay who is already familiar and comfortable playing with Lidya and Mira certainly kiss Lidya cheek quickly. After that he waved his hand with a happy face.

"Be careful." 

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In another area, a man was walking with another coworker. He was with two women who were far away from him and a man who was almost the same age as him.

He looked around at some stands that sold various good clothes designs there. With his ears also heard the explanation of the two women who were the main suspects invited him here. 

"So this stand was made for?" 

"Yes to see the potential of their design can attract many people or not" said one woman who is white.

"Oh yeah, Stand Kak Ema full said yeah?" Say it to the girl next to him.

"Yes. The Korean clothes she made made the kids love."

"Come there! I also want to see the original and want to buy!" 

There, he saw a boy who was a suspect himself could not sleep well these few days. A small figure that reminded him of his childhood.

"Where are you going?" Ask the two women who saw Syakir was about to leave.

"Attent. Not anywhere. I'm singing the song!" 

Finally they let Syakir go somewhere. While the man immediately walked towards the little boy who was looking at an ice cream seller there.

"Jay!" Call Syakir who makes the boy look.

"Om Syakir" cried Jay who still remembered the man. 

Syakir quickly approached the figure of Jay. He saw what made the boy stand there.

"You see what?" Syakir asked looking at the adorable face of the boy.

"Es cream, Om. It!" Point Jay at the squeezed ice cream machine and get out on his own.

"Want to?" 

The tiny head nodded. "But Jay wants to ask Mom for money."

"That's okay. Nih Om buyin," said Syakir holding the boy's hand.

Syakir bought it and gave it to Jay, who made the boy happy. With passion, Jay licked and plucked the ice so enthusiastically.

"What are you doing here, Jay? Who are you the same?"

"I'm the same with my mom, Om. My mom went to college here" Jay told me.

"Where is your mother?" 

"There!" Point Jay to one of the full stands. 

Syakir who was curious about the figure of Jay's mother finally made this a chance for him. Somehow Syakir felt that something was tickling his heart until suddenly the word that came out of him was, 

"Come Om Anter to Jay's Mom. How's it?" 

Jay nodded. "Load ya, Om." 

Syakir. He quickly carried Jay and walked towards the stand pointed at by the little boy. The closer, somehow Syakir's heart is getting worse. He even felt his hands break out in cold sweat.

Until finally they were in front of the stand. Syakir looked around. There were three women there and one of them turned her back. 

"Where's Jay's mother?" 

"Mother!" Shouted Jay who was tight and made the women who turned their backs turn around.

Syakir's heart suddenly slipped. Even the man's body stiffened upon seeing who the figure that turned was. Even the face of the man to the point of staring in disbelief at this figure in front of him.

"Ruby."

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