
The first clothes to be worn were Japanese. Damian confused why should I wear Japanese clothes? She is not a descendant of Japanese, why did her stepmother make the concept of Japanese clothes?
He looked back at his figure in the mirror. But it's okay, the important thing is that the reception is over soon, he thought. The thin-bodied man asked Damian to enter a photo studio room, here there are several screens with a cherry blossom garden background.
Looks like the camera is ready, as well as other equipment that supports for shooting, such as lighting and so on.
“You wait a minute, your wife is not ready,” said the stylist, upset Damian, why did he have to wait for the woman? Although upset, he tried to be patient, standing staring at the picture for the screen.
“Please bu, go directly there,” sound voice penata style talk to someone.
“Live photos huh?” hanna's voice sounded.
“Iya. Camera ready!” sounds of peonata style.
“I have to be stylish how?” hanna asked again, while walking closer to Damian who still saw the cherry blossom picture, indifferent despite hearing the sound of Hanna's footsteps and the style of the peonata approaching her.
“Good, let's get started. Sir, please face here,” the stylist told Damian. Damian turned his body around and he looked surprised to see the woman nearby, seeing her not blinking.
“Why do you see me that? I look weird in this shirt, don't I? Actually I did not want to wear it earlier, but how else, let's quickly finish shooting,” said Hanna, touching her clothes.
Damian looks still amazed, not clothes that are not suitable for Hanna, only after being handled by a professional makeup team that of course has been paid handsomely by his stepmother, Hanna became a very beautiful woman.
“Ehem!” Damian cleared his throat, trying to neutralize his admiration. But his eyes could not shift from this beautiful woman.
“Let's start,” says penata style.
“What style is it now?” ask Hanna.
“You're facing each other and holding hands, like this,” penata style touching Damian's hand to Hanna's.
“You guys stare at each other, stand closer,” directions penata style.
Hanna and Damian came closer, facing each other.
“Near less! Aren't you newlyweds? Why are you so awkward?” gerutu peonata style. Eventually Damian and Hanna stood closer, holding hands and staring at each other.
“Oke, good! Hold position,” pinata style back a few steps.
“Ya yes hold!”
Because long time still not seen the camera blitz, long ago Hanna so laugh. Make everyone see it, Damian included.
“You why?” ask Damian.
“I feel funny, why are we photographed like this?” hanna replied with a laugh.
The stylist looked annoyed and approached them.
“Do not joke yes, later the shooting will not be finished,” said manata gaya.
“Yes yes I won't laugh anymore,” Hanna said, trying to be ordinary again and staring at Damian.
“Oke, ready, nice, photo,” sound penata style. Not long after that Blitz blitz camera lit up.
“We change pose,” word penata style, while walking closer.
“Women in front, men in back hugging the belly of women,” further penata style. Damian and Hanna change positions as directed but they pose a stiff look.
“Be closer, you can't buy? Little friendly, you guys are so weird,” peonata style back grumbling.
“Women can lean on their men, men's hands embrace women's stomach, women's hands support above men's hands, women and men look at each other, make it as comfortable as possible, natural, like you guys when hugging!” the word penata gaya.
In the hearts of Damian and Hanna spoke, when did they embrace? Of course, the style people do not know that they are not married and not even lovers.
Damian hugged Hanna's belly, which was leaning against her chest, Hanna's hand touching Damian's.
“Do not be stiff! Hugging as usual. I wonder if you're married yet? Just hugging stiff like that. Make relax,” penata style just keep grumbling.
“Make you comfortable,” say penata style again.
Hanna tried to comfortably hug Damian, sticking her shoulder to Damian's chest, Damian's hand getting tighter. Why is his heart beating so fast? Even he was feeling very nervous. Wasn't this a very friendly hug, even his back was clinging to Damian's chest, his heart was beating even more and more unruly.
“Women look at men, men also the opposite!” yell up penata style.
Hanna raised her face slightly upwards, turning her head towards Damian, who was also looking at her.
“Men lowered a little, to be closer.” Order penata style.
Hanna tried to control herself, trying to be calm and ordinary.
“Men are even closer to women,” order penata style again. See their position whether it is fit or not.
“What? Any closer? Still not close enough? It was the same Damian would kiss her, Hanna's inner”, her calm heart was nervous again, her heart was racing again as Damian's face drew closer.
“Hold!” order of style.
Two pairs of eyes stared at each other. So close, Hanna could feel Damian breathing. Not like he feels every night if he hugs her. Hugged, looked at consciously, really giving off a different effect, she was really nervous.
Back blitz blitz camera on.
“Enough. We change clothes!” the word penata gaya. Damian let go of his embrace.
Hanna was invited to the dressing room of the woman earlier. He sat in front of the mirror.
“You're very nervous. You're also sweating, you're ruining her makeup, are you sick?” ask the makeup artist, who again smeared his makeup in some parts damaged by sweat.
“Sorry, maybe I'm overheated,” said Hanna, reasoned. He was so nervous, he was sweating. He still felt Damian's embrace, his back against Damian's chest. Why did she think what if she fell in love with Damian for a long time? Ah no way, Damian's not his type, his bantin. To dismiss all sorts of thoughts. But really, the embrace of semesra that makes him not concentrate. No, no, don't like Damian, your money's gone, your money's gone. Now the sound of his subconscious voice resuscitated him.
A few hours later, the shoot was finally completed. All the way home, Hanna didn't say much. He was busy with his thoughts. She keeps thinking what if her friendship with Damian makes her fall in love with him? Will it not end in sadness? He will part with the man he loves, his heart must be hurt.
Why is that just thinking now? From the beginning he was very sure that he would not fall in love with a foreign man like Damian. And now? Is she sure she won't fall in love with Damian.
Hugging her while sleeping, while megigau, gave her no taste, but now, the man hugged her affectionately, treated her like his lover, would he really not fall in love with her?
“You why? You sick?” damian asked, seeing as Hanna didn't talk all the way.
“No, I'm fine,” replied Hanna, shaking her head weakly, further making Damian astonished, it's not usual for the woman to be so quiet. But he didn't ask much more.
The car stopped at Damian's house.
“What's the shooting running lancer?” ask Ny. Sofia, greet them in your room.
“Iya,” replied Hanna, but Damian was silent, just kept walking into the house.
“Tomorrow to the boutique, see wedding dress!” ms.Sofia said, somewhat shouting because Damian kept walking away from her.
Hanna looks at Miss.Sofia then at Damian, but she doesn't say anything, she's afraid of being wrong, because Damian who was spoken to ignored her stepmother.
Hanna's feet continued to step in Damian's footsteps, entering his room.
“This is your room? Extensive,” asked Hanna, her eyes were wide looking at the contents of the room. Damian did not answer, he opened his shoes.
“Who lives in this house?” hanna asked, sitting on the soft sofa, a sofa in the living room. The body he wants to sleep.
“There is a half-brother with me, but he is rarely home, he often hikes with his friends,” Damian replied.
“Hiking? Wow must be so exciting. Your sister must be a very energetic man,” Hanna said. Damian did not reply, he took the glass on the table which he poured with water and drank it.
“You don't have another brother?” hanna asked, yawning.
“No. I'm gonna take a shower. You also take a quick shower, soon dinner time,” Damian said, while entering the bathroom.
Hanna did not answer, she continued to yawn, finally laying her body on the soft sofa, a few minutes later, she fell asleep.
Damian came out of the bathroom with his pyjamas towel, and his wet hair.
“You, take a quick shower!” exciting Damian. There was no response from Hanna.
“Quick shower. We eat. You must be hungry, right?” damian said again, drying his hair. Still no answer. Wherever astonishment. Finally approaching the sofa where Hanna was lying down, it turned out that the woman had already slept soundly.
“You really like to sleep, huh?” his gerrick.
“There are many reasons, stay up, here, that is, if the sleepyhead is just a sleepyman,” Damian said, as he moved into a special room of clothes in the room.
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