My Life Thru
Loving Herself Very Much

"His head was not looking to the right of Say" said Paul the choreographer, and Sarah followed the direction of the choreographer. "Ok" Paul continued.

"Three, two, one, ciss" the photographer says, then takes a picture of Sarah.

Czechoslovakia, chekrek

Two photos were captured in the last session of the shoot. From morning until noon Sarah did a photo shoot for her first album cover. Inside the Mustika Group photo studio, Sarah takes pictures in a variety of styles directed by choreographers. Sarah really lived this job so that the shooting process was very smooth. From the beginning of the shoot, in addition to the crew there was Antony who was standing behind the photographer. Antony noticed the shooting process that had been done by Sarah.

A few times Sarah accidentally saw Mr. Antony talking to one of the shooting crews. And a few times, Antony smiled sweetly at Sarah, and Sarah replied to him. The photographer checked out some of his shots. While Sarah changed position, then stepped her feet toward a long sofa. He sat his body on the sofa. Sarah saw Antony walking over to the photographer.

"May I see the picture of Al" Antony said, turning to the photographer.

Al turned to Antony, then said politely, "May sir, please look."

Shortly after, Al opened the camera. Give the camera to Antony. Antony pressed a button to see the Al shot. Antony smiled happily at all the photos that made Al happy. Antony turned the camera over to the owner. Al received the camera while smiling politely.

"Which father is better?" paul was polite.

"All the photos are good, but I think the best are eighth, twelve, twenty-five, thirty-three, and forty-six."

"Thank you for Mr. Antony's input, I will convey to my friends sir," said Paul politely. "I, as the head of the photo shoot for the first album cover Sarah, wanted to convey that the photo shoot had been completed. Thank you for the cooperation, it's time for you to rest" said Paul politely as he looked at each crew in turn.

Soon Antony approached Sarah, who was relaxing her body. All eyes were on Antony who was occupying his body beside Sarah. Antony turned to Sarah, Sarah turned to Antony. Antony smiled sweetly at Sarah, making Sarah smile.

"Sarah, you have an event right now?"

"No sir, why?"

"I want to invite you to go to the drama practice at Aqila school. You wanna come?"

"Well, I'd love to, sir, but after my lunch break there's a vocal training schedule."

"Later I ask permission to Bu Berta," said Antony.

"But I'm not feeling good, sir."

"No matter what, this was also for Aqila's happiness. He once talked to me, he wanted you and I saw he was doing drama practice. So I have time, so I invite you to come see Aqila rehearsal drama."

"How about I watch the play, when is the play, sir?" sarah was polite.

"Saturday morning, it's okay - just on stage you follow it. Aqila told you?"

"Not Sir."

"Maybe he said it later."

"Excuse me, I'm going to the dressing room first huh," Sarah said politely.

"Yes." Yeah."

Shortly after, Sarah got up from the couch and walked into the dressing room. The locker room is on the left side of the photo shoot. Sarah walked into the dressing room through the open door. Here there is still a professional make up artist and his assistant who is busy cleaning up his equipment and a stylish professional and his assistant who is tidying up some clothes for a photo shoot.

Sarah walked over to Maimunah who was asleep on a long sofa. Sarah shook her head to see Maimunah's behavior during work hours. Sarah picked up her sling bag which was on the front desk of the long sofa. Sitting her body on a single sofa.

"Excuse me Sarah, want to change now?" said a professional stylish assistant named Rini who arrived - suddenly standing beside her left Sarah.

"Later on, I'll call you a minute" said Sarah politely.

"OK."

"Hallo, assalamu'alaikum," said Sarah politely.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, you called me because I miss you?" el was happy.

"No. What time do you come home Saturday?"

"From Madura in the morning, the plane was at three in the afternoon. Why Ai?"

"I want to let you watch."

"Wow it's an honor for me, tumben you take me to watch, what do you want to see Ai?"

"Watch the Aqila drama. It's such a Saturday morning show, but it's okay if you can't."

"Let's try to watch it later" said El seriously.

"Yes, that's it. Yes, yes, I'd like to change clothes first, assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

Shortly thereafter, the phone connection was cut off. El kept the flat object away from his left ear, then put it in its original place. El stared intently at Regina who was smiling sweetly and seductively at her. El was as determined as he could not be tempted by Regina.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" said Regina gently and seductively.

"I don't like you to ride the price of building raw materials as good as udelnya. Yesterday we agreed with that price, but you suddenly raised it," said El seriously.

"As compensation, I gave my body to you during your time here" said the sensual Regina while giving a sensual touch on the core of her body El with the tip of her right toe.

"Stop Regina!" el was upset. "I don't need that. I want you to lower the price of building materials as stated in our agreement! Otherwise I would have bought it somewhere else" El said firmly.

"Alright," Regina said after stopping the action. "You've changed now. Have you been given his body?"

Brakkkk

El hit the table so hard that Regina and everyone inside the restaurant were shocked and immediately turned to him. El stood up from the sofa. Regina grabs El's right wrist to keep El from leaving. El brusquely brushed him off, then occupied his body again.

"You don't talk about my future wife!" el said seriously and upset.

"Sorry," said Regina pura - pura felt guilty. How's your future wife doing?"

"good. Two are busy preparing for their debut album."

"Wow so cool. But if I don't remember wrong he's an architect too huh?"

"Yes, but that was before."

"Why does she want to be a singer?"

"Because he wants to pay his debt to me."

"Whether he paid his debt to you, it is the same as not grateful for the favors. He can't pay his debt to you."

"He thinks he's a little different than us. He has strong principles of life and little idealism."

"Do you love her?"

"Yes, even I love her so much."