Failing to Get Married Because of Fat
102. In the makeup room

"Please sit down, brother." Speak to Tsamara.

It just so happened that the person Ara was dressing up with was also done, and got up from his seat.

"Good, brother." Reply to Tsamara, then sit in a chair in front of Ara, the MUA.

The woman over the age of Tsamara immediately carried out her work, to make Tsamara more beautiful and shining.

While Tsamara herself looks resigned, Ara will do anything to her.

For almost an hour, Ara did her job. Now his work is also finished. Tsamara looks prettier with her flawless make up.

"It's over, brother. Wow, sister Tsamara is more beautiful huh." Praise Ara.

"Sir Ara could have. It's all thanks to Ara, right?" Tsamara smiled kindly.

"Basically, sister Tsamara who is already beautiful from the orok kok." Reply Ara with a small ruckus.

"Come, sis. Now we change clothes, so that the appearance of Tsamara's brother will shine." Take Rita, while approaching Tsamara who is still sitting.

"Oh, yes, brother." Tsamara got up from her seat, and walked up to Rita.

Both stopped in front of the costume shelf. Then choose clothes that are suitable for Tsamara.

Rita pick out the clothes that are most appropriate for the girl who is near her, then try to stick it on her body.

"This is a very fitting for, sister Tsamara." Said Rita, while gluing the yellow sleeveless dress.

"Sister wear this. Please change the clothes with this costume, in the locker room it is." Rita pointed to the dressing room behind Tsamara.

"Yes, brother." Tsamara received the dress and took it to the dressing room.

Shortly after, the girl came out of the dressing room, wearing the bright yellow dress that had been given by Rita.

"Wow, amazing! Tsamara is beautiful." Rita said, praising Tsamara's performance.

Ara turned her head towards where Tsamara was standing. And do the same thing as Rita. He was amazed and praised Tsamara.

"Sir Tsamara, very pretty. Like an angel."

The babbles from the station employee's mouth made Tsamara smile thinly and remain humble.

"Thank you for the compliment, brother. All this is because of the help of the big brother, right?"

"Yes. But indeed Tsamara's sister was already beautiful first. So just a little polishing, beautiful is already amazing. The angel in heaven mah, passing by." Seloroh Rita's.

The woman walked closer to Tsamara standing up, then surrounded her.

"Yes, brother. Every day after waking up, I exercise regularly. Bringing my sister to school or anywhere else is just riding a bike. consume more vegetables and fruit. That made me lose a lot of weight. Added multigrain capsule. It's like this my body."

Ara and Rita looked at each other and shook their heads while amazed.

"It was not an easy struggle. I salute you brother. For the sake of being able to have an ideal body and be the dream of many people, willing to be tired of sports." Rita.

"That's what you said. I think Tsamara's body and beauty are due to plastic surgery and liposuction." Imbuh Ara's.

"Well, yeah. I thought it was like that too. In this day and age, many are willing to spend their savings to do liposuction and plastic surgery. Of course, so that his body looks beautiful like a guitar and his face is beautiful like the Korean artists."

"Actually, my papa could have financed me to do just that, brother. But Tsa herself refused.

Because Tsamara wants to fight to create a change that exists within himself.

If we have ever felt and know for ourselves how the process, surely guaranteed never dare to make fun of people who are struggling. Because I already know how hard it is to fight." Reply Tsamara, responding to their babble.

Ara and Rita simultaneously clapped their hands while shaking and giggling in admiration.

"Not wrong, the boss invited a guest star like sister Tsamara. Besides being beautiful, sexy, it also has a very broad insight." Ara said, praising again.

"That's fine. Very inspiring. Must be a graduate abroad." Rita Timpal.

Tsamara gave a small chuckle, because of the words of the two employees, before finally answering, he said,

"Eits. Don't get me wrong, brother. Tsamara's just a high school graduate."

"What! High School Graduates?" Repeat Ara and Rita compact. Tsamara smiled as she nodded her head.

"That's great! High School graduate, but his speech style is like that of a foreign graduate." For the umpteenth time, Ara praised again.

"Sister everyone, don't praise Tsamara too much like that. I'm afraid I'll be arrogant.

What I did was to restore my confidence, not to ask for praise from you.

But, if what I do can inspire you, I will be very grateful and happy. My life can be useful to others, right?"

"Whatever it is, thank you, brother, has given us knowledge." Ara.

"Yes, brother. You're welcome." Tsamara smiled at the two female employees in front of her.