Don't chase me, Beautiful!
Darren Family Chat
The first meeting for Darren Artama was held this morning with several directors. Clarissa waited for the two in the special guest room of the President along with two female assistants of the young artist.
Darren will discuss the idea of searching for young and talented designs through auditions. Those present agreed with the proposal given by the future President of Arta Fashion.
"Alright, we'll open the registration for two days and the audition will start the next day" Darren explained.
"We agree with your idea, sir." Said one of the directors.
"Thank you, everyone!" Darren smiled happily.
As soon as the meeting was over, Darren and his papa met his mother. Previously he spoke to Yuno to convey this matter to the related party.
Clarissa smiled as her son picked her up in the special living room, the middle-aged woman stood up. "Hows it? It's going well, right?"
"They all agree, Ma."
"Thank God" Clarissa put her hand on her son's arm.
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In the afternoon, Rista hears that Arta Fashion is opening an audition for a talented young designer from one of her friend's neighbors where she is staying who happens to work at the company as the driver of one of the directors.
He was full of enthusiasm and wanted to audition. Before signing up he conveyed his good intentions to the mother to ask for her blessing.
Elisa who heard her daughter's desire to audition to be a designer at Arta Fashion was thrilled. Moreover, his daughter sent a picture with Clarissa Ayumi to make herself more smiling.
Rista's friend Sella helps her prepare for any conditions requested by Arta Fashion.
"May your desire to work there be realized" he hoped.
"Hopefully, Sell."
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Registration was opened until 12 noon only there was a registration of about 30 people including Rista.
As soon as he passed the exit of the building from a distance, Sella saw Darren get into a luxury car. "Rista, isn't that the guy we met at the cafe a few days ago?"
"Yes, you're right. Is it possible that he works here?" tanyakanya.
"It could be that he works here, but in what part he is so strange" Sella said.
"From his looks and he's sitting in the driver's seat he's just the driver of the big boss here" Rista guessed.
"No way, Rista. I think his face is cool and handsome so, he must be in the company top or maybe he's one of the models here," Sella guessed.
"I can't believe he's one of the top brass here" Rista said. "We're home, why talk about him?" continued again.
"Yes, come on!"
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Darren drove his car alone to the restaurant. This afternoon, the family will eat together. Devan came home to pick up his wife.
As soon as he arrived, at the restaurant Raisa hugged him tightly. "I miss you so much my sister" he pinched the cheek of the man, now 25.
"So sick as hell!" his protest.
"Honey, don't pinch her too strongly her cheeks become red" said Eza.
"I miss him so much, baby. Especially now that he will become President," said Raisa.
"Sister, do you want your baby-to-be like me?" Darren looked at the older brother.
Raisa lowered her hand from her sister's cheek. "I don't want to, you're just as weird, papa" he said.
"Are you saying, Papa's weird?" Devan spoke after his name was mentioned.
"Yes, you guys are weird. Everywhere take an anti-germ spray, wear a mask, all clean," Clarissa said.
"So you don't like me that much, why are you talking now?" Devan looked at his wife.
"That's the uniqueness of you, my husband. Your attraction is so, that's why I'm chasing you," Clarissa smiled sweetly making Devan unable to scold him.
"When we eat, we just talk" Darren said.
"You sit down, son. We're going to have lunch together, we're waiting for you" Clarissa said.
After lunch, they talked. "What about your job, Darren?" ask Raisa.
"Yes, that's it. Still helped Papa run it," replied Darren.
"Oh, so." Raisa smiles.
"You'll be the one here, right?" ask Clarissa to her daughter.
"Yes, Ma. Raisa wants to be close to you guys" she replied.
"When did the doctor say she gave birth to him?" ask Clarissa.
"Maybe it's the middle of next month, Ma" answered Raisa.
"Papa's party is no longer working in the company and can accompany you to give birth" Clarissa said.
"Don't do it, Pa. Give Darren two more months to run the company, "pinta Devan's youngest son.
"Honey, you have to be brave to run the company. Don't be like a kid who keeps being around papa" Clarissa advises.
"Yes, brother. You are an adult, you must be ready to be a leader when you become the head of the household" continued Raisa.
"Why talk about home?" Darren doesn't like it.
"Son, sooner or later you will get married" Clarissa replied.
"Sister can't imagine how your future wife will be" said Raisa.
"Papa doesn't want him among the artists" Devan said.
"Why, Pa?" ask Raisa.
"You must know the reason Papa rejected your relationship" Devan replied as he looked at the child and daughter-in-law.
Eza sighed and then smiled. He understood his father-in-law's concerns.
"What if Darren likes an artist, Pa?"
ask Raisa.
"Before that happened Papa reminded him," Devan replied.
"You're talking about my soul mate, I don't want to fall in love right now. Very complicated, there should be both time. Not to mention if the woman sulks, all make a headache," said Darren.
"You've never felt it, son. Try asking your father and sister-in-law when they fall in love with us, they don't want to escape" Clarissa said with a proud smile.
"You're always complimenting yourself, Rissa!" Devan smiled back at his wife.
"Kan, it's true!" Clarissa raised both eyebrows.
"Yes, Darren. What your mother said is right" Devan said.
"Stop that discussion, don't burden me with the word marriage" Darren said.
"He hasn't felt it yet" said Eza.
"Brother pray that you will pursue him" Raisa chirped.
"Hopefully not," Darren displayed a confident smile.
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The day of the audition began some participants had filled the parking lot of Arta Fashion building. Several participants were called one by one to meet with the jury.
In addition to showing pictures, they will also be asked about the fabric material.
Two hours ago, Rista was ready to leave but while waiting for the bus, his clothes were wet with splashes of passing vehicles and forced to replace them.
Once finished, he again waited for the bus for almost an hour four-wheeled vehicles did not appear not to mention the rain fell very heavy finally he delayed until the sky was clear.
As soon as the rain subsides Rista and her best friend walk towards Arta Fashion building. Again the bad luck he got, a luxury car speeding up to make the water inundated on the streets about his clothes.
Rista looked at the car.
"Can't you go in there like this?" ask Sella.
"If we go back there will be too late" replied Rista.
"Are you sure you're there in these clothes?" ask Sella again.
"Yes," answered Rista with her skirt tip dress up on the wet right. Until the patchy little mud.
With a brisk walk, Rista headed towards Arta Fashion building. As soon as he saw the man get down from the luxurious car that made his clothes wet.
Not wanting to argue because of chasing time, he also chose to rush to the audition place. But his hopes were shattered again. The committee rejected it because the clothes used were very untidy and dirty not to mention the jury team had finished selecting participants.
"Please give me another chance, sir!" please with teary eyes.
"Sorry, Miss. The jury's done and they're resting" he explained.
"I beg you, Sir. Let's take this audition!" Rista clenched both of his hands.
"Miss, take a look at the clothes you're wearing. The jury doesn't like your appearance like this" he explained.
"Sir, we were here just neat there was only a motorist who made the clothes my friend used wet," Sella also gave an explanation.
"I don't care about the reasons you gave me, the audition time is up. Sorry!" the employee then leaves Rista and her friend in front of the audition room.