
Wife Arjuna chapter 47a
France is the country to be visited on the eighth day. It was the last country on the agenda of a visit to Europe, coinciding with the holding of fashion shows from several famous designers of the country who collaborated with fashion designers from various countries in mainland Europe.
Viona and three other designers from Indonesia, got a rare opportunity that became the target of the country's fashion designers, namely taking part directly in the event of a fashion show with designers from world-class fashion houses.
The fashion show takes place after sunset at the Grand Palais in Paris. Everyone watched with enthusiasm. Juna sat in the second row of seats, lined with Zayn, as well as Bima.
Dozens of models swerved over the catwalk. Wearing a variety of beautiful designs of works is also the hard work of the designers. Stunning, pampering the eyes of fashion lovers. After all the clothes are finished on display, now is the time for designers to show on stage. All appreciated by standing together with boisterous applause as the designers appeared together.
Viona looks graceful in her own work. Her hair is modestly bunned with nude make-up pulses. The clothes worn combine in harmony with makeup. Emitting a courteous yet alluring aura of eastern. The dress he wore carried the theme of brackets with a little touch of Cut Thai, which has the characteristic of a shawl model dangling from along the left shoulder to touch the floor.
Songket, which is a type of woven fabric native to Indonesia became the fabric that Viona chose on the clothes she wears today. The motif used is 'Songket Lepus Crystal Diamond Wave' which is dominated by gold and red, so beautiful, so beautiful. Combined with the best silk fabric produces a super stunning design thanks to the touch of Viona's talented hand.
The event continued with the closing party not far from the location of the fashion show. Juna, Bima, Viona and Zayn and his wife sat at a circular table. While Pandu occupies another table that is not too conspicuous, about two meters away from the table occupied by Juna. As the boss told him that mengultimatum to keep his distance, making Pandu squeaky behind Juna's back, felt like a dangerous infectious virus.
“Finally all done,” said Viona relieved while hugging a bouquet of flowers on the lap. Sitting next to Bima, the husband.
“Thank you. I'm really excited today. One by one my dreams came true and all that could not be separated from the full support of my husband.” Viona could not hide her joyful hue, stroking Bima's arm while smiling in a knot.
“Akh, it looks like I will get special rewards tonight, how about we go back to the hotel sooner?” Bima joked, rolling her eyes teasing the wife.
“Mas!” Viona glared with a face that began to blush, making Althea Zayn's young wife blush at the interaction of the couple before her. While Juna is more silent, more precisely pensive.
“Juna, Mr. Zayn. I also congratulate your company's achievements at this event which managed to get cooperation with the European market which is predicted to be difficult to get. Hopefully all our efforts are more successful and our families are more abundant in blessing,” said Bima who then greeted Juna as well as Zayn. Juna who had not focused was a little surprised.
Zayn did the same, congratulating Juna and vice versa. Everyone congratulates each other on the success achieved. Their chat was warm and familiar while enjoying a typical French snack at the table, accompanied by melodious jazz music. It was just that one person at the table occasionally lost focus. Who else if not Juna, from earlier his mind was busy glaring.
Juna's stunned. There were different things that made him frown. Counting on the time he left until today, Juna had passed by many times and met Viona also exchanged words. However, a thumping feeling covered with pain in his heart every time he met Viona did not come to the surface as he already did. In fact, Juna who usually could not resist not being fascinated with the figure of Viona now no longer feel that way, shifted another beautiful face that charmed her.
Juna began to realize one thing after studying and diving into his own heart some time ago. Since arriving in mainland Europe, only one smile carving is depicted in the soul, a beautiful face that fills the head. Creating a choppy pulsation in the chest, draining the pulse of longing in the arteries and veins accompanied by a series of names that continue to buzz in the soul, Anggita Jelita.
Seriate.