
A few minutes ago,
Max drove his car quickly to the location of the fashion show. He was really late especially when he was stuck in traffic. Luckily there were people following him, they were carrying motorcycles . Finally Max rode a motorcycle to the location of the fashion show.
Speed up fast, he tried to keep all the knickknacks undamaged.
Upon arrival there Max improved his own appearance, he was already in the position he should have entered without meeting his young mistress first because it would definitely take a long time.
He quickly tidied up the details Hanum had made earlier, tidying everything back to where it was.
Max breathed a sigh of relief as he finished improving his appearance, and it was also his turn to enter.
After taking a deep breath and calming himself down, Max strode his feet gallantly into the stage through the door he had provided.
Tiara peeked out from the other side of the stage, she was already very anxious, she was already, but when he saw the figure of Max covered with white mist standing at the end of the door made Tiara suddenly breathe a sigh of relief as this appearance was about to begin.
War music sounded, peace drums on the table. The Lcd display shows an amazingly beautiful royal area. The hologram effect makes the atmosphere as if it were in a fairyland. A prosperous kingdom in the hands of a dry desert.
The big man's footsteps were so firm. Vernon, who was drinking Coca, choked to see Max's new appearance, which was unusually dashing like a Prince from an Arab country. Brave with all the ornaments on his body.
"prrrffftt... uhuk uhuk uhuk.. since when does he have such a thick mustache uhuk.. if I know his appearance is as handsome as it is better I stand there..." chirps of Vernon who recognizes the good looks and bravery of a Max.
Max walks proudly, the theme of his costume is the Arabian Prince God of War. Struggling, thick whiskers, turban on the head, sword on the waist, thick clothes layered like armor. Great dashing and brave.
Max smiled proudly, "heheheh the young master must be envious, lucky for him I wore the design of Hanum, "the inner man.
He walked around the stage, everyone was stunned by his incredible performance. The women were stunned and the men were made to gawk. It was as if they were staring at the warlord, just finishing the battle on the battlefield, walking proudly to bring victory to his country.
"waaahhh.....
Everyone giggled in awe, but not for the two trashy humans who were staring at Max with gawking gazes let alone the Dharma master, he was clearly or Max was the assistant of his ignorant son whom he did not recognize.
Risa too, she gawked at the design of the clothes that were so dashing and perfect, who was not interested in the Prince of war.
"How can they use that stupid guy's assistant!!!" Risa.
Mr. Dharma looked at Max," Why is he here!? is that stupid kid here too? damn it I didn't anticipate this before. grrhhh shit, but that woman hasn't come forward, heheheh. We'll see how you'll survive my last attack!!" the Dharma master.
The old man glanced backstage, someone dressed in black was standing there holding a rope, as the dark side of the stage made the man invisible.
"You will definitely be humiliated!!!!" the Dharma master.
Meanwhile Max manages to amaze everyone. At the hospital, Hanum smiled proudly staring at the work that managed to pitch in this leading fashion show. Unknowingly she cried instead, she was grateful that Max had replaced Joshua to perform.
"Thank you for sending this Guardian Angel, O God, insipid grateful, what a beautiful robe on his body, the hyx of the hyx..." Hanum cried full of tears while staring at the television screen that was provided specifically so that he could watch the performance.
All the facilities there are prepared by Max so that Hanum girl puja is comfortable there waiting for the arrival of their other friends.
After the Prince of War performed a dashing show, now the stage is back in silence. again darkness dominates the stage. Nobody spoke, everyone was curious about what would be next on the show.
A few seconds the atmosphere is still the same, but suddenly the sound of gamelan is sounded.
A golden mist with floodlights filled the room. Everyone was silent, the atmosphere was very sacred and calm but not for the already restless Risa.
"Damn it, did they manage to display everything arrkhh how could this happen!!!!" growled the woman. His eyes were staring here and there. The mood is silent.
Gentle footsteps like walking on water rang out, a woman entered and walked gracefully. A red scarf, a traditional fabric that has been cut into the body.
who would have thought that the girl who was rebellious and impressed was very sweet with a dress wrapped in red and batik at the bottom. Her hair was carried neatly, walking gently like a palace princess.
Diana looked stunning, who would have thought that women who only knew war were very great in the world of modeling.
Modern kebay, batik skirt, bun and red shawl are very beautiful and charming wrapped slim body and as tall as Diana. He walked elegantly, the pseudo-person staring at the woman. Walk gracefully along the stage.
Again, everything was made to be amazed by Diana's elegance. Risa and Mr. Dharma are getting crazy. After Diana performed, now the sound of gamelan is increasingly boisterous followed by the sound of a harp and a very beautiful harp.
Vernon standing in his place made everyone curious. Vernon was proud to look forward to his wife, the main figure in the company today.
"Tiara Azriel Weizmann from Nusantara group!!!" The voice cast calls the head of the representative team.
Tiara entered with graceful and wooden steps, wearing the royal wedding dress with perfect detail. Fashion with shades of black and gold, bold make up, bunned hair, beautiful scarf, very perfect appearance.
Everyone fell silent, again they were stunned by the appearance of the cover from the Tiara.
Beautiful, charming, graceful and classy. Indigenous Nusantara is very thick, traditional and modern culture combined in a beautiful dress on the body of Tiara.
Vernon was stunned to see the wife, he smiled again again in love with the elegance of his wife.
"What a beauty, ahhh she's my wife, beautiful and charming!!!" Vernon murmured.
At the same time the Dharma master glanced at his man, but the man was no longer there.
"Damn, where is that guy, he should die now!!!!" growled mister Dharma.
The man walked silently towards the corner of the room . With a wicked grin he walked towards the rope knot in the form of a trap he had prepared. If the rope is pulled then the chandelier on the stage will fall and hit Tiara.
"Just kill you!!!!" growled Mr. Dharma while releasing the knot and...
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