Annoying Ex-Boyfirend
Cooperation

"So, the plan is I will take out my latest clothing collection, and the intention was to meet Indra, who knows he has free time to do a photo shoot making catalog. But, look you brought a camera, I'm so curious. Moreover, it looks like you have been in the world of photography for a long time." Melisa expressed her interest.

Jayden smiled warmly. For a moment they took a sip of each cappucino that was just delivered by the waitress.

"Auntie's right. I love photography from High School. If calculated means it has been about ten years," said Jayden with a smile that again perched on his thin lips.

"I don't think I need to talk anymore, yeah. Jayden, what if you work with me? So the photographer for the catalog of clothes I just said?" melisa said with complete confidence.

Jayden's eyes narrowed a little. "Aunte sure? Don't you want to see my shots first?"

Melisa chuckles. "We may have just met. But I don't know why I can trust you right away. As if we should have known for a long time."

Jayden frowned faintly, a little worried.

"Ah, I know. The way you dress reminds me of my son. Before deciding to work in Singapore, he helped me a lot. Yeah, already, Jayden. I still have business. You can think first. After all, the shooting is still next week," Melisa said rather in a hurry. He gave Jayden his card.

The man accepted it and read it at a glance. "I'll call Auntie when I know the answer."

They shake. Not long after Melisa left the cafe, Jayden decided to go home.

Life is full of surprises. Just yesterday the man was confused in Thomas' apartment thinking about what could be done to survive. Now in less than 48 hours, two jobs were offered to him.

Jayden had made up his mind after thinking all night and asked Thomas a few things. The man, who was looking at the ceiling of his room, was forced to reveal a blanket when his bedroom door was knocked.

"Hm .... What's?" he asked indifferently as soon as he opened the door.

"Do you want me to make breakfast?" ask Joanne to the point. The girl looked fresh as she had just taken a shower.

"Gue aja's. My cooking is better" said Jayden lightly, but quite successfully pierced his sister's heart.

"Yes, it's a spit. I want sausage fried rice."

"Five minutes." Jayden closed the door again.

Dropped out of her sister's room, Joanne came down the stairs with her lips cut. People say that the girl looks more like her father. However, the fact is he does not look alike even in terms of face though. The intelligence as well as the expertise of the father when in the kitchen all decreased in his brother.

Jayden who had just arrived in the kitchen and was ready to struggle with a skillet and spatula raised next to his eyebrows saw his sister's expression that was pouting early in the morning.

"Why lo?"

"Again insecure has kayak lo's brother."

Jayden breathed heavily. If when he was a teenager he would boast because in reality he was superior in many ways, others with now. Jayden always tries to give positive affirmations so that his sister who often experiences identity crisis is not wrong way. Especially now that they live without parental assistance.

"Lo's a good picture. Among me, Papa, same Mama, only you can produce cool works." Jayden opened the refrigerator and took the necessary ingredients, then brought them to the kitchen table. "The focus of the same ability of self is not the same as the advantages of others because the like so the edges just make envy," he added while reaching for a knife, starting to cut sausages.

If Jayden was so wise, Joanne's mind went straight to her father. The nature of the two men who since childhood had always been his guardian angel was indeed eleven twelve. Seemed silent and seemed to not care, but actually put so much attention.

"Why don't you go home, huh, Ko?" The girl's head is now on the bar table. "Joanne kangen Papa." He turned on his phone, then headed to the gallery to simply let go of the longing that was so stifling.

Jayden's hand stopped. The tail of her eyes glanced at Joanne who was silently shedding tears. Oh, ****! Jayden hates this kind of thing. Therefore, he immediately switched the topic of conversation.

"I'm working next week, I'm a photographer" Jayden said.

"Just like Ko Thomas?" Joanne straightened her body. Look at her brother who is now in front of the stove. Seasoning to the same equipment used, but every one who cooks somehow tastes different.

"No. There's a new acquaintance."

Joanne is just a mangosteen, then moves on to take a closer look at the way Jayden cooks. Who knows if there is a special trick that has been hidden.

***

"Lo want to go to the hospital?" bobby said, then landed his ass next to Zevanna. The man was just shaking his head at how unhealthy Zevanna was.

"Don't do it, dong. I just cape the same again so don't be sleepy." Zevanna manyun's. His mood got worse as the events of Jayden entering a hotel room with his mother kept swirling in the head.

"It's right, deh. As long as it does not complain of stomach acid to go up ntar. That's it, isn't it, Priss, play it?" Bobby drank his water.

Priscilla was just a mesem, while Zevanna's lips were advancing.

"The first girl's foundation was a little too bright. Next, watch again." Priscilla gives in, then joins Bobby and Zevanna.

"Noted, Brother." Zevanna took a short breath. His head looked up at the ceiling of the room with his mind set back on the two people who had trouble sleeping last night; jayden and his mother. The inner girl wondered since when the two knew each other. Is it because of her mother, Jayden, to break up with her all of a sudden? If true, then Zevanna could only smile wryly in response.

"Zee! Oy! Zevanna!"

Zevanna kept twitching her eyes and realized she was sleeping. "Why, Brother?" He straightened his body and gulped his coffee again until it ran out.

"Lo why, anyway? Same with nyokap?"

"Emang Zevanna why, Priss?" Bobby went with the kepo.

"Stay from her nyokap house" answered Priscilla accompanied by oddity.

"Seriously?" So surprised Bobby to uphold his body.

"No!" Zevanna quickly denied. "For the sake of nginep at home bokap only."

"Ooo ... The adaptation is as new?" Bobby again made a sound. "What's it like to have a stepmom, Ze? It's a mistake that people often think isn't?"

"Most drama mantengin in medsos lo. Lily's sister is good, really. It's really good."

Next to Bobby's eyebrows raised. "Sister? You call him brother?" The man almost choked on his own saliva. Bobby is not very up to date because 80% of his brain only thinks about work, the rest goes for a walk and eats.

Priscilla chuckles. "Lo don't know if Zevanna's new life hasn't been in 30 years?"

"WHAT?" This time Bobby really can't be mediocre.

Zevanna glanced cynically, feeling Bobby was too much.

Bobby grimaced, not feeling good. "Sorry, sorry." He then cleared his throat to expel the sudden awkwardness created. "But by the way, if you learn from the bokeapnya Zevanna whose soul mate is much different age, it could be my soul mate is still in High School or even Junior High, so until now I am still single," stick it out while stroking your chin.

"Little! If that, anyway, you just can't move on aja the same as yesterday," taunted Priscilla successfully make Bobby's face red.

"Damn lo!"

Amidst the debate of Priscilla and Bobby, Zevanna got up and took her bag. "Gue go back, huh. Not strong are these eyes."

"To the bokap house?" priscilla asked to make sure that was only answered with a nod.

"OKAY. Next week don't forget to make a catalog of clothes nyokap lo." Priscilla.

"Strong drive, Ze? I'd like to, if I told you to nganterin." Bobby offered himself.

"Thanks, but I can still, really.

Priscilla laughs. "Good job, Ze. Bobby is actually just a mode, really, let's not say 'the failed move on'. By the way, be careful, yeah."

Zevanna nodded while pointing one of her thumbs, then rushed out of the place.