Redacted Mr. Barun
COMPETITION BEGINS

This morning Sabhira went to the company that held a competition for the talented model of the event alone. He did not want to be accompanied by Barun, because this time the girl wanted to become a fully independent woman.

Moreover, Sabhira had just been given a new cell phone by her husband. Although all this time he never held a sophisticated mobile phone output today, but his brain was quick to respond when operating it. Surely behind that, there was Barun who patiently taught Sabhira.

After an hour of waiting in a room with several other participants, finally two people who are believed to be mentors in the event arrived before them.

"Hallo, girls!" exclaim the man with a graceful and fashionable attitude.

"Hi," replied all the participants in unison.

"Me meet Jim and my partner, Von. Over the next week, we will all direct you how to become a model that suits the interests of fashion companies to hire your services of course when launching their new products. For that we hope everything can follow the directions from us well," said Jim opened an introduction between himself and the participants.

"Sir Jim, when does this competition start?" sabhira asked suddenly, but Jim had not finished his words.

Von helps Jim to answer, "Your question will be answered by Jim in a moment. Please shut up!"

Sabhira immediately closed his mouth tightly. It certainly invites cynical gazes from other participants.

"Since our arrival before you, it's a sign that the competition has begun to run. So we ask for help to keep the attitude and speech between us all ... " Jim then looked towards Sabhira while grinning. "And for you, even though your husband is the most sponsor for this event. Please don't act like a madam. Because now you and the others are both participants. One more thing, this competition must run fairly. Therefore we make sure that you do not be too confident to win, as the wife of the main sponsor here. Understood?" it was Jim who didn't like Sabhira. But in fact, the man just wanted to be firm with all the participants and generalize.

For a moment Sabhira's countenance was dashed with sadness. "Why is everyone here looking at me like that? Is Mr Barun secretly a big fan of his? I felt attacked by them" he said in a heart-felt monologue.

"You take it easy, Mr. Jim. I just want to compete like everyone else. So please don't give a bad look at the beginning of this meeting, before everyone knows the real Sabhira Irani without any frills Barun Praya behind me. This is purely because I myself am here" Sabhira said in a loud and firm voice.

Ah, of course all the participants who stare cynically at him are still cynical. They are just afraid of being outmaneuvered by it.

"Yes already, girls. Let's start the lesson on a day this morning. Because after lunch, the judges will come to judge. Not only that one day there must be people who are eliminated" said Jim. All the participants were shocked and their hearts beat twice as fast.

Then Jim began to teach them how to walk, and make them establish their own advantages. Because that would be today's judgment.

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Not feeling the time for lunch arrived, all participants were directed to a room to practice how to eat with an 'anggunly' attitude'. That attitude is certainly needed when they are at major events with all the higher-ups.

"Okay girls. As you all see. In front of you are about twenty tables and chairs in pairs. Your names are already on each of those chairs. You have to sit down as your own name suggests. Then ... on his table were three dishes. Appetizer, main course, and than dessert. Later, each of these dishes has approximately ten minutes to spend. Get here, okay?" obviously Jim, before telling them to sit down.

"Eyeah" they answered in unison.

Von then took over. Because he brought a paper containing the order of names of participants to sit in each of these chairs.

"Well, after I say his name. You guys directly occupy the seats according to the sequence number I said yes."

Then Von began to mention the number and name of the participants. The participants then occupied their seats.

After everyone sat down, Jim sat in his chair in front of them.

"Everything's sitting?" jim asked, looking at them one by one.

"Well, now we start how to sit. Keep your back straight, look forward, stay relaxed. Then puff a little chest." Jim then took the fork in his right hand and the knife in his left hand and raised it. "Look, the fork and the knife should stay where it should be. Both of these cutlery can be used if available dishes such as steak, then it must be used. You can also use a spoon, but the fork is shifted to the left hand." Jim lowered his hand and turned to the first plate, the appetizer.

All participants are still watching him closely. Jim began to explain again. Von left the room to pick up the clothes they would wear after this

Until everyone finished the dessert, Von came back. While Jim still explains the important things related to eating with an 'anggunly' attitude'.

"Okay, everyone please stand up from your seats" Jim said, and they obeyed. "After this you will do a grading exam while walking on the catwalk, and later Von will give you each of the dresses to wear for the assessment."

Sabhira's eyes rounded instantly, as he saw most of the dress with the chest open and showing the curves of the body. The girl struggled to swallow her saliva.

"Why is the dress so open. What if Mr Barun sees it? Is he gonna be mad at me?" the great-grandson of Sabhira whose heart was beginning to fidget. Because this morning, Barun did not say anything related to the competition he participated in other than words of encouragement.

Von began sharing the dress with them.

"Sabhira is yours" said Von, sounding sniffle.

"Thank you, Von." Sabhira accepted it.

"Now, you go to the dressing room to make up and also change your clothes with the dress you have received. We gave you thirty minutes to finish it all. Okay?"

"okay."

"Good, your time starts now!" von said while pressing the button on the stopwatch in his hand. Time also begins.

When she had just entered the changing room, Sabhira suddenly felt pain in her stomach. "What's wrong with my stomach? was it because I ate half-cooked steak? ah, how is this. I have to put this dress where? yes, I take it to the toilet, if the splashing water can I get scolding from Jim and Von," he murmured complaining and confused.

Suddenly one of the participants approached the girl as she just stood up while looking confusedly ahead. "What's Sabhira?"

The girl looked over and smiled thinly. "It looks like I want to pee, my stomach hurts a lot" he said.

The woman did see the sweat that began to pour from Sabhira's forehead. "It looks like he's really stomach-heartburn," his inner monologue.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" the woman was friendly.

Sabhira was silent for a while, he thought as he looked at the woman quite fixedly.

To be continue ...

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