Just Created For Me
THU 42

"What do you want to say, bro?"

"Ehm sorry, if I interrupt your time."

Juned smiled wryly, the message that Andra sent him of course made him inevitably have to leave his cafe immediately.

His jaw puffed hard, his handbooks turned white because of his tight fist as Andra turned the CCTV in a corner across the street from Diego's workshop.

One of the CCTV that they apparently did not realize its existence.

"Fuck, it's in love but it's asking for the heart" said Juned with a chest full of anger.

If not for the pity of Diego who is willing to accept him to work in his workshop, even without having expertise in the field of gambling.

"Lu don't tell Diego just yet, because we haven't had enough evidence to ensnare him."

Said Andra full to caution an.

"But I'm sure if it's Ndra, I wouldn't be wrong."

The two were silent for a moment, not expecting that the person who was so trusted Diego was the mastermind of the disaster that befell his workshop.

"Well I keep this tape as evidence, besides you also have to go look for other evidence bro."

Juned nodded for sure.

Andra walked away leaving Juned who was still in a rumbling rage in his chest.

"Lu calm yourself, remember not to let Diego know this, before the other evidence is in our hands" said Andra while patting his best friend's shoulder.

Andra propelled his vehicle at moderate speed.

Fortunately, he had good divine vision, so he realized quickly that the person caught on CCTV on the corner of the street overlooking Diego's workshop was one of his own employees.

It is inexhaustible, there are people who are so hearty towards people who have helped him.

If the person Diego helped was betrayed after a long time working together, then how are I now being bound by a cooperation agreement with Zara that I have only known for a few days.

Ah think very, no harm to me, inner Andra again.

"Eih, why did that markoneng shadow suddenly appear?" Andra monologues herself.

Are you going to betray me, too, Ra?

There was no wind no rain, his heart rippled as the shadow of Zara's cute face flashed through his mind.

How can expect loyalty from Zara, while the relationship that has been established so far is only a charade that they corral for their respective interests, he said, and it will automatically break up by itself if Andra has got another girl that he really loves.

But why think if one day will separate, arises the feeling of unwillingness that Andra felt.

If our story is not a play, said Andra slowly.

"ishh, aawwh" Andra cursed her unconscious folly of slapping her own mouth.

Andra steps into a mall that is holding a child model race event.

The promotional banner that You had seen at a glance attracted his attention.

In view of the location that Zara uploaded in her social media account Andra also stopped the car in the parking area of the mall.

Andra's black hat completes her outfit.

Arena event that is carried out not far from the parking area makes Andra not have to enter the mall to see Zara.

It is not difficult to find the existence of a beautiful girl who became one of the judges on the show.

The simple look but still fashionable on his body makes Zara look still striking from other judges who also work as a model.

From a distance not too far away, Andra could freely see all the motions of Zara.

Her face looks cheerful with a sweet smile that always decorates her thin lips.

The event that is almost over makes the judges gather, the discussion of determining the champion is still ongoing.

The tension of the participants was evident from the look on their faces.

After a few minutes, the announcement of the winner was read.

The applause of the boisterous audience when finally the champion was decided.

Zara who remained friendly served the photo session was happy.

Andra's eyes suddenly felt hot when one of the contestant's families in their thirties was seen trying to take a position adjacent to Zara.

Andra's hands clenched violently as the hands of the man who might have been the parents of the contestant seemed to embrace Zara's shoulders tightly.

Your hands nyet in condition.

Not less hot in his chest, suddenly a contestant asked Zara to take a picture with him back, which is more surprising is, the boy asked to take a picture of three with a man who might be his father.

Andra grunted angrily at the photographer who photographed them with a happy little family-style memoir.

"Sshhh ckk" Andra's eyeballs swiveled panted.

Don't want to see them pose that makes his chest hot.

Ish poto sama bini lu aja sih nyet.

Andra was getting upset because Zara remained friendly to the man.

Basic hunk.

Andra cursed in his heart, why his heart was so sultry to see the closeness of Zara with other men.

Their status is only a drama but why her chest feels tight, Andra began to regret her decision to work with the girl.

Until now he had to stand between two difficult choices.

If it is likarat possible at this time in the hands of Andra there is a simalakama fruit.

If only he had thought clearly at this time he would not be in a dilemma.

"Sister, sister is a model too?" suddenly Andra was startled with a voice behind her.

"Ehm no" answered Andra coldly, though her little heart was filled with a flowery feeling because some considered her a model.

My face is handsome.

The corner of Andra's lips lifted one.

The girl grunted and stepped away from Andra.

"Huh is not a model that is arrogant very, especially if it is really a top model dih."

Andra raised both of her eyebrows while her ears still caught the annoyance as the little girl stepped away.

"Je sewot, this cocky, cute ass."

Andra said annoyedly spilling a rumble on his chest.

"Sister Andra, what else is going on here?"

"For the sake of people, eh ."

Andra scratched her un-itchy head.

His heart melted as Zara now looked at him with a puzzled face.

"Eh is done Ra, the show? Coincidentally I passed by, kept stopping by, mumpung again no work, just a time dapet offer to be a model brand ambassador" replied Andra casually make Zara smile wide showing off a row of white teeth.

"What big brother really wants to be a model, I have the acquaintance of a professional angency sis"

"Ehm no, I'm just joking, I don't like being set up the most."

Zara looked at Andra.

True said Andra, the life of a model is indeed full of rules and prohibitions that are always attached to his body.

From the matter of food, clothes that are worn to the brand that must be used must also be in accordance with the orders of the agency or clients who contract their services.

The world of freedom seemed untouched by Zara, before she became a model she would be free to eat any kind of food without fear of having an effect on her weight gain.

Zara is also free to wear whatever is attached to her body without having to comply with the rules that must be obeyed when she is bound by a contract with an agency or a brand.

Zara breathed deeply.

It is so happy that you who can freely express your youth with all my heart, I am forced to do so only to be able to live properly.