
Life is difficult, it also includes life being a super model like Raya. There were always people who hated him, who were pinning him behind, but suddenly praising him as high as the sky when they met. The hypocrites who never cease to envy the achievements of others. Maybe they are also classified as people who cannot survive long in the entertainment world.
Just as everyone has a purpose in life, everyone is entitled to go through various ways to achieve their life goals. That's what Raya believes. With that in mind he does not take care of what others do. Raya just wants everything he does to run successfully so that his efforts are not in vain.
“Mother, let's try her clothes,” exclaimed a staff approaching Kingdom who just finished. Actually the mother's call is quite ludicrous in Raya's ears. All this time he was called Ma'am or Sister. Not infrequently some staff who were already familiar with Raya also directly called her name without any awkwardness at all. It seems like they started to change that vocation because of the current status of Raya, namely as the wife of a respectable businessman. They must have been hanging out with him.
Guided by the staff, Raya tries on her costume, an elegant red dres. There is nothing wrong with the dres. But when Raya wears it, the back zipper can not be closed. The staff began to confuse to see him.
“Aduh why can not be closed huh? Though the size of this shirt has been adjusted to the size of the Mother Kingdom which is usually. What is still use model size yesterday huh?” muttered the staff while trying to close again the dres worn Raya.
Raya jerks. “Size usually? Which size?”
“Itu Bu. Mom Size a month ago. I'm sure I sent it two days ago to the company. Looks like they're looking wrongly for clothes.”
Raya's face turned deathly pale, her hands squeezing each other. “Can you call my manager. There's something I need to talk to him about.”
Although this is not the right time, but the officer still followed the request of Raya. He also nodded. “Good Mom. In a moment, I will call you here.”
As the staff left, Raya looked at her appearance in front of the mirror. At first glance, there was nothing different from his slim body. Everything remains the same as it was a month ago. However, Raya recalled what Karan said last night that there was something different about Raya's body. Especially the chest that looks more contained. It seems like Raya's weight has been gaining for the past month.
How'this? What's he supposed to do?
At home Raya does exercise several times, but not every day. Especially when Karan is home. Let alone to exercise, Raya alone will not be able to wake up in the morning because it must serve a hot bed struggle with the husband. Karan won't let go all night. In fact, they will continue it in the morning as long as Karan still has the energy and time.
“Mbak, this is me Ika. Can I come in?” chirps Ika while knocking on the door.
Kingdom who is still faithful looking in the mirror, talking, “Yes, come in. The door is unlocked.”
The sound of an open door accompanied by a nimble view of Raya. “Why Mbak? Is something wrong?” ask me to worry. Raya's face was so pale that the woman had just been groomed. His body was also slightly trembling.
“My weight goes up, Ika. The dresse doesn't fit on my body. How's this?” Raya turned around, showing her back that was not covered in zippers perfectly.
“Mbak just relax. I've prepared this for Mbak.” Ika handed the package to Raya. It contains a corset with a color that matches the color of the Kingdom's skin.
“How can you set it up?”
“I'm just in case, Ma'am. Uh, it turns out to be useful also in times of emergency,” Ika lied. There is no way Ika origin bring the object to the shooting location. Before coming to Raya's house, Ika had expected the Raya's weight to rise. The supermodel has told of her lifestyle decorated by eating and relaxing, contrasting with the dense life of Raya before marriage. “Well, try it first, Ma'am. Because Mbak dres is not open at all, I am sure no one will realize Mbak wear this.”
What I said was true. Although this was a public fooling but Raya had no other choice. He must move quickly so that the shooting can still take place smoothly. Raya took off her clothes and put on the corset. Just before the staff came back, Raya had already worn her dres perfectly.
Unfortunately, people at the shooting location are aware of what Raya is wearing. Even if the shooting went well, but throughout the session in front of the camera, Raya could see there were many people whispering behind the photographer. Without being told, Raya had already realized what they were talking about. Dress and what is behind her clothes. Indeed, in plain sight it does not seem too obvious, but in the eyes of those who have long been in the entertainment industry, they will know which body is formed with a corset and which body is the original.
“Thank you for the cooperation,” said Raya to all the staff after the shooting session ended. At least he had to spend two hours in that place to get the perfect photo. Because of Raya's love for the model world plus her high professionalism attitude, Raya did not complain at all despite having to repeat the photo shoot several times.
When I just came out of the dressing room, Ika approached Raya with a face that was so shocked. “Mother, there is something,” he said excitedly.
“Pak Karan is here, Mom. He was talking to the photographer and marketing team.”
Flabbergasted. Karan is here? Wh-wh-what for? It is true that this supermarket building belongs to the Reviano family, but it is impossible for Karan to coincidentally come to this building. Surely the man is planning something and the plan will relate to him.
As quickly as possible Raya moved to the shooting spot. Sure enough, his handsome husband was already there, was busy chatting with the photographer. He occasionally smiles when his eyes look at the monitor where is displaying the image of Kingdom. The man's lips moved, giving praise to the photographer's work.
“Karan!” call Raya who grabs the attention of the people in that place. Raya is upset as she approaches her husband. “Why are you here?”
Karan swiftly placed his hand on the waist of Raya, clutching the woman to stick to her side. “Of course to pick up my beautiful wife this.”
Everyone who was there cheered hysterically. Karan responded with a smile, while Raya felt so uncomfortable. He doesn't like to indulge in this kind of intimacy. Especially in front of his coworkers who had just nicked him behind him. Don't know what other rumors will come up after this. Raya couldn't guess it at all.
“Because it's the first time Raya has returned to her job as a model after our wedding, I intend to have a dinner together. I have prepared a restaurant for all the staff who have worked hard today,” Karan said making an announcement.
Raya looked up, looking at her husband's face in wonder. He could not guess what Karan was thinking. Could this be one of his plans?
“No need to think too much, dear. I just want to spoil you in front of people. Enjoy it because I very rarely do this to you,” whispered Karan in the ear of Raya.
“What's your goal?” answer Raya with rage.
Karan's hand was raised to Raya's head and started to fix Raya's messy hair children. “My goal is just you, honey. I just want to show you how much I love you.”
Sontak Raya shuddered in horror. Karan's expression of love is like an evil magic to the Kingdom, a magic that can hypnotize him if he loses consciousness. Fortunately, Raya could still think until she could tell which of Karan's statements were fake and genuine.
“If you are planning something, quickly stop it now,” threatens Raya.
“Not me. But you.” Karan hugs Raya's body while whispering, “Your M. .. ah, no. Your aunt is trying to set up an artist agency without my knowledge. Did you tell him something that he thought would take you away from me?”
“Tante?” Raya feels so confused. She never knew her aunt opened an artist agency because since marrying Karan, Raya very rarely communicated with anyone, including her biological mother's sister. “No, I didn't tell you anything, Karan. I mean it!”
Karan stroked Raya's head gently. “Alright, I'll believe you, my dear. But if I knew you were lying, I'd do something to your aunt. You know destroying a company is very easy for me ‘ right? So, don't fuck around, honey. Don't ever mess with me. You understand, hm?”
Raya nodded obediently. “Iya, I understand.”
“Good. Now meet your manager and grab your gear. We should be in the restaurant before the staff come there.”
Dutifully obey the words of Karan. And while his wife was away, Karan went back to see the photographer. He looked again at the pictures of the Kingdom on the monitor screen. When looking at a picture, Karan immediately said, “Can I ask for this photo? I promise not to share my wife's photo with outsiders. I just want to keep it to myself.”
The photographer saw the picture. Since it was not the image needed, he allowed it. “Of course Sir. But I can't just give it away. You definitely know what it means.”
“You are calm Sir. I will provide the appropriate compensation for my wife's photo,” Karan said. No matter how much money he had to spend from his account, Karan would not regret it because the Kingdom that was in the picture was truly beautiful. His crazy body was wrapped in red dres, his eyes were glaring but alluring and his body movements were perfect. In Karan's eyes, Raya in the photo was impressed to be sending a provocative signal to him. Signal so that Karan can immediately drag Raya into bed.