Bad Boy Bucin's
Unexpected model!

Inside the room, a person was staring at Devan with his eyebrows raised next to his, his hands folded in front of his chest. His face did not seem to like the idea Devan had planned.

"Should, huh?" ask him to Devan.

"It must be, let's be surprised, right," Devan replied as he handed her two sets of clothes that she should wear.

"Why are you still dumb, change there!" devan's orders while pushing the person into the fitting room were made very simple.

"Curtain!" grunts.

Devan does not care much about it, while waiting for Devan to play games on his phone.

"For so long, change it!" grunts Devan.

"How about, what kind of dress is this?" ask from inside the room.

"Don't know, that was the Azkia design.he said that the model could not come because there was business," explained Devan.

"Who's model?" ask the person while opening the curtains on the fitting room.

"Rayhan," Devan replied as he glanced at the person.

"What Rayhan, that ketos!" annoyed.

"Luckily he couldn't and you came" Devan said, mending the shirt that someone was wearing.

"So I used him that way!" upset while reopening the clothes that have been worn.

"Not used yet, not used yet, it has not been used.just the size alone, it is she who should be a model." Devan prevented the hand from unbuttoning his shirt.

"Just like!" snarl.

"Different, do not have to protest.the designer will not be surprised if you wear clothes haha." Devan imagined Azkia's surprised face.

"God! Don't just shadow girls!" he said, closing Devan's eyes.

"Little doang, very protective!" lamented Devan.

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One by one the models walked on the catwalk, waddling in accordance with the clothes they wear. The boisterous sound of applause echoed throughout the room. In fact, occasionally it is heard they meniaki the name of the model who is posing.

"Damn! I can't get rich with them! I'm back!" grunts backstage.

"Eiittt! Can not be rich that way, nanggung lo already use the design..y time you run away so?" prevent Devan.

"But, Van! I'm not a model, I can't pose rich!" he complained while throwing Devan's hand.

"Based wall!" grunts Devan.

Devan held his head and pointed it at the model who had just stepped off the stage.

"Looky! Just smile while walking on the catwalk, how hard is it?" ask Devan.

"I've never had to, how will I be ashamed?" tanyakanya.

"The handsome man who is ashamed is also impeached haha," Devan replied with a chuckle.

Bugh!

He hit Devan's arm slowly, upset.

"Well, get ready, it's your turn!" Devan pushed the man towards his position.

"Wh wait, where's the rose?" ask Devan.

"Huh?" confused tanya.

"Where was the rose, my God!" panicked Devan while patting his eel.

"That!" point it using the tail of the eye.

Devan quickly picked up the bouquet, then handed it rudely to the person who was about to wander in front of the crowd.

His face was very, very flat, the cold aura was very pronounced let alone one more person turn appeared on the walk.

"Inget yes, you are usually rich way.gep aja all these people do not exist," said Devan.

"Keep lo pose dikit, whatever you want how.well this flower you love to Azkia if you can!" devan continued, patting his shoulder.

"Spirit!" devan said again.

Believe me Devan is now becoming more chatty than the complex mothers who like to gossip.

The person started walking up the catwalk stage, slowly as if very reluctant to appear before the crowd.

"God! Don't forget to smile!" yelled Devan again while putting a sweet smile on his lips.

That person only glanced at Devan, in his heart cursing Devan for the idea that made him have to be a model.

He was silent for a while, his eyes were busy looking for the whereabouts of someone he had long wanted to meet. After discovering Azkia's whereabouts, he began to step up in his arrogant style. More like an arrogant young Ceo.

There was not the slightest hint of warmth from within him, just a cold aura that made anyone fixated. Yes, they are glued because the charm he offers is very different from previous models.

A slightly pulled face up revealed his strong, slender jaw. Hair that is usually left with bangs in the front, is now arranged in such a way that displays a jidat and also eyebrows are firm.

Likewise, his athletic body is very suitable when wrapped in a suit that is directly connected to his inner shirt.

Long cloth pants in line with the color of jaa it makes his legs look more level.

Added a cold and arrogan aura, making it very cool. In his hand was a bouquet of fresh red roses.

"Azka!" squeal the two Azkia friends, while patting Azkia's shoulder gently.

Spontaneously, Azkia turned to the model who was posing on the walk.

"Az-Azka!" azkia's lyrics did not believe the person who was looking at her.

"Crazy for Azka!" attaya said, because he also did not know the model that Devan brought was his best friend, Azka.

Unknowingly Azkia stood up from her seat, she stepped towards the front of the catwalk stage. Staring at Azka who was looking at him also with a longing look.

The grains of water just fell from the corner of Azkia's eye. He hoped this was not a dream, because Azkia often dreamed of Azka saar their distance apart.

As Azka walked closer to Azkia, their eyes opened to each other in a single spot. It was as if the big enough environment was just the two of them.

There was one lamp that kept highlighting Azka's footsteps. Azka stopped right in front of Azkia, she just remained silent without a word.

Azkia stared fixedly at her lover, her hands outstretched touching Azka's cheeks.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?" the lyrics, again his tears just fell.

Azka shook her head with a thin smile, quickly Azkia immediately scattered in the chest of Azka's midwife. He hugged Azka very tightly, even the man who looked like Ceo felt tightness in his chest.

Azka reciprocates the hug of the girl who always made her want to quickly return.

"I miss you, Nyun!" azka's lyrics, he buried his head in Azkia's neck.

"Miss you too, Azka!" azkia said in her sobs.

The audience who incidentally from among students majoring in design and other majors also drifted in the novelty that Azka created. Even the lecturers on duty were also late and proud of their design. Moreover, the design of the clothes that Azka wears is very suitable and looks good.

Azka let go of her embrace, she looked at the girl in front of her. His thumb moved wiping away the tears that continued to wet Azkia's cheeks. There was a sweet smile on the corner of Azka's lips, then she held back Azkia's body. Azka kissed the old Azkia eel making people cry hysterically.

"Huaaaaa, what a romantic!"

"This is who put onions here? Hiks hyks."

"My prince has a princess!"

"It turns out I had a boyfriend!"

"Oh my god, I'm a baper!"

"Live is streaming a cold Ceo love story with her lover,"

"The unexpected surprise!" chirps Attaya.

"I cry too, huaaa!" said Devira while hugging Devan who was already next to her.

"My idea is good?" devan said as he rubbed Devira's arm.

"Good job, ngab!" ucao Attaya's.

"Finally our best friend is not tormented anymore," muttered Nayla.

"Yes" said the three of them.

Azka let go of her embrace, she gave Azkia a bouquet of flowers. A lot of applause from the audience made Azkia realize if they were still in the fhasionshow event.

Azkiah covered his face with a bouquet of roses that Azka gave him, holding the end of Azka's coat.

Azka just smiled at her boyfriend's behavior, Azka quickly grabbed Azkia's fingers. He gripped her very tightly as if he would not let her go.

"That smile is so sweet!"

"She smiled, she smiled again, but it was fitting to meet in the hallway her face was flat!"

And there were many more tweets that they were able to with, Azka did not care about that. He chose to take Azkia to the backstage followed by his four friends.

The lecturers still determine who the winner is in this fhasionshow event. Although only as a task but they will determine the winner to appreciate the work of the designers.

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Photo by Azka after Fhasionshow:v