Marry The Heir
Believe in the ability

The aura was again felt, the aura of competition inside the room where Disa was participating in a talent contest looking for a young designer. Friends can be opponents quickly even if only limited to the race. In addition, the atmosphere is getting tense because the challenge in the last 5 will only be conveyed now, when they are on stage.

Maybe the challenge this time is not something that can be mastered.

Disa stood beside Rianti who both felt tension. There was no thought at all of what tests they would face.

The supporters of the contestants already filled the room making the atmosphere of the room feel even hotter and thrilling. The name of the contestants in the shout unpretentious while, there was only one loyal supporter of Disa namely Damar who sat behind.

Still he remembered when he had arrived at the hotel and the lobby was very crowded by the supporters of the participants, while they were just the two of them, getting off the motorbike Damar parked behind there.

“Mong we're just two tablets. They're on a lot of supporters bring.” Afraid Disa glanced at his opponent supporters who had brought various media to encourage their heroes.

“Kan lombanya also just lo doang. Why all supporters. It's not a dangdut contest, you need to focus, don't cry out to them."

"Those who scream are still clumsy, do not know if the picture and the design needs calm. Thought football.” Damar so upset to see the supporters of other contestants who sometimes a little barbaric. He knew because of them the spirit of Disa so slackened.

“Iya anyway.”

That's true what Damar said. Designing it requires calm, quiet atmosphere. The last round alone focused on Disa almost froze when many cries of the name of his rival especially now, the challenge is certainly getting bigger.

Damar's thinking seemed to be the same as the race committee. Supporters are forbidden from bringing in their attributes. They even asked for calm during the race. Reaction is only allowed after the race is over or when the winner is announced.

“What I said!” yell Damar with pride.

And this time, he sat in the back seat looking at Disa's performance on stage.

“Welcome back in design contest to 18.” MC continued his sentence after the ceremonial opening of several parties.

“I will read out the terms of the race in this round of 5. Are the contestants ready?”

Seeing one by one a tense and cold face before him. Only Amel looks always cheerful and full of confidence. One thing that should be an example of this woman, whatever her condition, be confident first.

“Ready!” they nodded together.

“Good, let's give a round of applause first for the contestants so as not to get too tense.”

The entire room was filled with clapping sounds and name calling to encourage them, making the tense atmosphere slightly melt away.

“In this round, we have prepared a model as well as a jury who will be directly involved in this race. Each contestant will be asked to take one name randomly in this draw bowl. Model name chosen, will be his partner in continuing the race.”

“After getting one name, contestants will be asked to create three dress designs for the model. Formal, non-formal and one special design for the model that has the highest rating.”

“The assessment is given directly by the model and other judges. For the 3 participants with the highest scoring score will enter the final round.”

“So please take the draw of the model name that will be your partner and jury.”

Disa and the other contestants take turns taking the draw in the bowl. Each has held a model name that will be his partner.

“Well, count three, we open the same name on the paper held by contestants.”

Suddenly tense atmosphere. The judges, as well as the models, went on stage. The count began and the atmosphere grew increasingly noisy mixed with tension.

One name was written on Disa's paper and she showed it to the MC. Sighing his breath in He must be very ready to partner with anyone.

“This is it, the couple designer and the model are: Amelia pramesti with Corry anela, Rianti daughter with Angela pamela, fuji kamila with Marisa, Firm Mulyana with Lestari and paradisa sandhya with clara davina.” Excite the MCs very quickly, like without a breath.

Disa was stunned in her place, she did not expect that the model who would be her partner was Clara.

The audience applauded encouragingly. The models approached the designer each is no exception Clara.

Disa tried to smile as Clara's tall body stood beside her. His heart was pounding very fast, whether Clara could be invited to work together or not.

Clara chose to turn her face away as Disa tried to be friendly with him. Never mind, before greeting Clara, Disa should calm herself down first.

Either be grateful or have to grieve to get Clara as his partner. On the one hand, he felt happy because his idol was his partner but on the other hand he felt anxious, of course Disa was very aware that Clara did not like him. Their cooperation may be difficult and provide many obstacles. But he had no choice but to put his mind aside and focus on this race.

Each participant is given the opportunity to talk to the model. The goal is that each designer can get to know more closely with the model in order to produce the best work. Their time is not much, only 2 hours and their work must be collected immediately to be assessed directly by the model and of course other judges.

At the restaurant currently Disa and Clara are. The beautiful woman was still busy with her phone while Disa was at a loss for herself to start a conversation from where. Occasionally Clara receives a call, making a call as if deliberately avoiding to talk to Disa. Sometimes he was also greeted by some people who claimed to be his fans and asked to take pictures.

Can only wait, waiting for the right time to talk to Clara.

“Why don't you start the picture? Others have started to design.” Cynical Clara when the opportunity to speak was really there.

Indifferent effect, because want Disa win or lose, no business with him. I won't regret anything.

“Em, can we focus on talking for a while before I start making designs?” He tried to open the conversation to be more relaxed. The target is currently only one, which is to know Clara.

“Lo want me to chat until when? Lo time only 2 hours.” The beautiful model took out cigarettes and matches from the bag, maybe this is one of Clara's diversions from her boredom dealing with Disa.

“I need to know clara, in order to make the right design.”

Reasoned as is. He does prefer to know in advance who will wear his design clothes later before making a design with an approximate basis.

“Ow wait.” Clara stared at Disa for a moment, cold and cynical. He threw his cigarette in the ashtray, like he had something to say and was thinking.

“Gue doesn't like to hold me, like shaving my body. I will give you the size of my body that will be measured directly as my assistant. Lo simply call what part you want to know the size.”

Not yet started work, Clara has set limits. Not touching the model, of course a very big challenge. Though he always wanted to ensure a definite size with his own hands. However, the results of measurements with other people's measurements are sometimes different.

“Where?” Clara broke the daydream of Disa who was thinking about how she would design it later.

“Em but, I'm also not sure you entered the top 3 anyway. Last time I saw the design lo in his cousin Reza, too bad for me. Not special. I won't want to use a careless design.” The sarcastic sentence that later heard Disa.

Disa just smiled, just think of it as a test she had to go up one stage stronger.

Trust me, there is no difficulty without a solution.

True what Clara said, not necessarily he entered the top three and could sew clothes that Clara would wear.

But this is the early stage, he has to try his best at this stage. The result, let the jury decide.

“But instead, clara please answer my question as is. But there are manipulations or hidden.” There must be a fair exchange, Disa thought.

“Sial! You think I'm a liar!”

The beautiful woman blew her cigarette smoke into Disa's face making Disa have to hold her breath and close her eyes so as not to hurt. Seeing Disa's response, Clara just smiled cynically. Strong as well this woman received her harsh treatment.

“Lo want what?” turn off one cigarette and light another. Like a train, Clara was uncomfortable.

“Mba clara hobby what?” this is the simple question that Disa asked for the first time.

“Ha.. Hahahaha..Lo not wrong even my hobby? Lo designers what journalists? Hahaha..” heard Disa's question, Clara laughed instead. Until crumpled. This time, a designer asked me about his hobby. Amateurs thought it.

“Where are the new designer candidates asked like this lo is, what is my favorite brand? Who is my idol designer? Whose clothes I wear often. It! It's not even a hobby. Weird lo!” Clara laughed again with pleasure then smoked her cigarette and returned to dispose of the smoke. This time a little away from Lisa.

“Yes, maybe my question is a little random, but not wrong right? From the beginning, I only asked Clara to answer my questions honestly. It doesn't matter if Clara wants to laugh, it's better that I don't feel tense. But, please answer my question.” said Disa who tried to calm down.

One thing he had to do now, refrain from being lured by Clara's attitude.

“Yes okay! Lo ngeselin also yes long-time.” Clara turned off her cigarette but she had not finished.

“Lo want to know my hobby?” repeating the question with an intimidating look.

“Ya.” Sahut Disa short.

“Em, I don't have a special hobby. My hobbies are the same as other girls, walking, shopping, holidays, attending events, walking on the catwalk. Yes moreover?” sahut lightly.

Disa nodded in understanding. He began to pick up his pencil which he was holding casually.

“We turn to quick question. Choose the one that clara likes the most no need to give a reason.” He could change his method.

“Question moreover? I'm a mentalist at lo.” Clara smiled sarcastically.

“Heels or flat shoes?”

“Heels!”

“Aun or jeans?”

“Gaun!”

“Kids or adults?”

“This what the hell?” Clara began to protest with the question of Disa. For him this was too random and unfounded.

“Clara just need to answer it.” Disa Assertive.

“Yes, kids!” angry and forced.

“Hair in tie or hair in booth?”

“At the booth?”

“Lips or eyes?”

“Lips!”

“Back or waist?”

“Back!”

“Then the reason clara founded the model Foundation?”

Only Clara's mouth will answer, it must come back. His question this time could not be answered spontaneously.

“Yes because I love modeling! Want to see more beautiful women who like modeling. What else?” this is Clara's most honest answer.

In the past, she wanted to establish a modeling foundation as a diversion from the pressure given by her father. But in the depths of his heart, he really likes to be able to gather with people who have the same thoughts and hobbies and love the same. Accustomed to living in a homogeneous world, such is Clara.

He is the type that when he likes something, he will continue to like it and live it diligently. That was also the reason why she chose a modeling school on the appeal of business schools abroad.

“Good, thanks for the answer.” Said Disa later.

“Udah? So that's it?” Clara stared in disbelief at the girl before her.

Not out of thought, for Clara the random thing that Disa did that was just a waste of time. Their time is not much.

“Iya. I will start designing, if clara has any other needs, please.” He ended his talk.

“Ish, you freak ya!” He got up from his seat, leaving Disa still sitting quietly.

“Awas ya if you make a strange design like behavior lo! I will not give you value. I make minus all of you.” Threaten him with barking eyes.

“I will give you the design later. Hopefully I don't disappoint Clara.”

“Ish!” Clara just hissed. Upset also saw the girl he was bullying was calm.

“He wants to make what kind of design try. His mind is strange.” He muttered in annoyance.

True too, approximately Disa make a design what is suitable for Clara?

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