Mirages
You stink!

Five years later, Paris is a world fashion city, where many world-renowned fashion brands have been born.

In a shopping center that has officially been operating for several years and became the most popular shopping center in the city, Shine department store, looks frenzied people who pass by, preparing a fashion show event from a new brand that is currently going viral, MW fashion.

A fashion brand that emerged about the last two years, and already has its own market share.

The average fan is a woman who likes glamour and sexy style. But not only that, MW fashion also creates products that can be used by women who like casual style elegant, even for men.

Among the many people who were preparing for the event, there appeared a woman who was trying to walk on the paint walk, while taking a swipe her body like a super model.

“Where? Is the stage okay?” ask the other woman who is under the stage, and pay attention to everything from her place.

“Lumayan, Wood. Only, maybe if try all the lighting is good times yes,” said the woman who is still on stage.

The two of them are two best friends who made it out of the pel*curan valley, thanks to the men they love, Mira and Tania.

Mira is now in the fashion world, where her design was successfully accepted in the market with the MW fashion brand, while her best friend Tania, chose to be a brand ambassador MW fashion since the beginning of its launch, the company said, even when Mira was still a student.

It is not easy to create a fashion brand of its own, especially in the fashion city where so many reliable fashion designers are here.

However, with her natural talent, supported by Thomas's legacy, and the full support of her husband, Mira was able to achieve this.

It is not as big as the world's fashion brand that first existed, but at least, Mira can prove if she is able to compete in the world scene.

Now, his name is no stranger to the ears of the world community, thanks to his extraordinary design.

In the midst of his busy schedule arranging the preparation of the event, a call came into his phone. The assistant, Julia, hands Mira's phone to the owner.

“Mistress, there was a call from your Husband,” he said.

Mira immediately grabbed the flat object. A smile rose on her lips, as she saw the husband's name on the screen. He then received a call from Lingga.

“Halo, Honey,” greet Mira.

“Hai, Sweet heart. How's preparations? Do you need anything?” ask Linga from across the line.

“It looks like everything is in order. Just checking the lights and other small parts aja,” replied Mira.

“So, what this afternoon we can eat together?” ask Linga.

“Ehm, okay. Where do you want to eat?” ask Mira.

“How about at home? She's in bed, both?” goda Linga.

“Kak!” exclaiming Mira.

“Hahahaha, I miss you so much, Sweetie. You lately are always busy preparing your fashion show, until you forget the same me,” whine Lingga.

“Ohhh, my big baby thirsty well. Kangen owner *****? Hehehe,” ledek Mira.

“That's right, naughty. Watch out later, do not mistake me if you faint again,” said Lingga warned.

“Hahaha, fear. Hahaha,” ledek Mira.

“Hah, you tortured me. It's still ten o'clock. Can lunch be sped up?” ask Linga.

“Hahahaha, wait another two hours. I'll give you a special menu,” said Mira.

“Good. I'll be patient. See you at home,” says lingga.

“Happy work, Honey. Muuaaaaccchh!” sahut Mira ends with a distant kiss.

“You too, dear,” said Lingga.

The call was also switched off.

Mira again busied herself by directing the crew, in order to finish all the preparations well.

“Can we try the lighting?” exclaiming Mira.

The crew in charge of controlling the stage lights began to try it out. The light she had around the venue was accidentally dimmed, and Tania started walking on the paint walk. The lights started following him, and stopped when at the end of the stage.

All this until lunch. Mira asks everyone to rest, and continues later until the event starts.

“Mok, I go home first yes. My man is waiting at home. Request ****,” says Mira.

“Emang sedeng nih son. Vulgar it's you umbar here. Eling woi,” exclaims Tania.

“Bodo. Does anyone know what we're talking about? Hahaha,” kelakar Mira.

“Enak! He's tame now. Ah ah, I'm back. Titip is here. If anything is not fitting, just say the same Julia. Don't be rude you ama him,” message Mira.

“Ngak. I must jaim,” said Tania who greeted tonyoran in his head.

“Aww! Sick beg*!” moaning Tania.

Mira chuckles and walks away leaving her best friend who doubles as her stage stylist.

It wasn't the first time Mira gave up the task to Tania. Because, as a model, she must know which parts need to be considered so that the appearance can look slick and support the clothes worn by the model.

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Arriving at the two-story house Lingga bought for their residence while in Paris, Mira parked her car in a garage that could open automatically using a remote controller.

“Already home apparently,” muttered when he saw her husband's car was parked neatly in there.

She then went downstairs, and brought a paper bag containing combat equipment to warm her bed with her husband.

He walked in and looked around, but the house looked so quiet. A housekeeper appeared to walk up to the woman, and grabbed her bag and coat.

“Where is Mr?” ask Mira

“Master is in the room, Mistress,” replied highly ART.

Mira then went upstairs, where both of their rooms were. He immediately opened the entrance inside, but there was quiet as if there were no people.

“Honey!” call him.

He stepped into the bathroom, but it was the same there. Mira then went to walk in closet, but there was nothing. As he turned around and returned to the room, he looked towards the balcony.

The curtains that cover the area are opened, but the same. There is no one outside either.

Suddenly, a hand touched her neck, and sheathed her strayed hair, behind her shoulders.

“Kak!” call Mira who was about to turn around, but was immediately restrained by that hand.

“Stay like this, okay,” exclamation Lingga.

She hugged tightly the very waist of the wife from behind, by putting her chin on Mira's shoulders.

“Miss you, Sweet heart,” says Lingga.

“Ehm, sorry well. Lately so nyuekin Sister,” said Mira.

Linga twisted his wife's body, and saw the adhesives of a beautiful face that now always adorned his Days.

His hands cupped the woman's cheeks, and landed a kiss on Mira's thick red lips.

“Ehm! Brother, smell!” pekik Mira while smelling a scent that he thinks is not pleasant from the Linga.

Mira soon dodges and detaches herself from her husband, as well as away from her man. Both hands smothered his mouth and nose, so that the scent could not be smelled again.

“Why you?” asked the puzzled Lingga seeing the very reaction of the wife.

“You stink, Brother. I don't like it,” complained Mira.

The phallus finally sniffed itself because it saw Mira who was so disturbed by the scent of her body. But, he felt that there was nothing strange about him.

“Not smelly. Even scented,” refuted Lingga.

Mira then approached and sniffed back. When her nose was in front of her husband's mouth, Mira turned back away and closed her nose tightly.

“You're done smoking huh? Stinky!” guess Mira.

“Bau? Not usually, papa? Don't be weird,” complained Lingga.

“But it really stinks. Hoek! Hoek!” Mira felt so disturbed by the aroma that it made her nauseous.

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