
"Where are you from?" ask Ken who arrived home just as Tamara and Rara also got home. The man looked at Tamara, then with his tail his eyes glanced at the girl he so longed for.
"Just got home from filming, Ken. You just arrived?" replied Tamara holding Ken's arm, showing a friendly attitude. Rara wants to spit, Tamara could be spoiled on her husband, as if she really loves the man, but just now she was cheating on him with another man.
"You're inviting... Rara?" There was a momentary pause. It was hard just to mention that name.
"Yes, Ken. You know for yourself that I'm pregnant with our child, I can't be exhausted, so I need a personal assistant."
"Don't you have a personal assistant?" ken Delik. She pityes Rara who is tired of following Tamara. He feels like the jerk guy who just protects the people he loves can't.
"Yes, it was an assistant on set, after all he knew what food and drink I should consume," Tamara replied making her voice even more spoiled.
The two entered the house, holding hands. Rara, the waiter can only see from behind.
It seems Rara's suffering is still long. It's the third day he's coming back to the set. However, every time she finished, Tamara would have told her to go home first, ordering an online motorcycle taxi.
"Look, Tam, we'll take it again" said the director. It seems that he should be gentle with the main cast in this soap opera.
"In a moment, I'm not in the mood, the results will not be good" replied Tamara, enjoying her gaze on the mobile screen. There was hot news on Instagram, an artist who reported her husband to the police for allegedly cheating.
The director could only sigh, trying to be patient until the artist wanted to shoot again.
"Did he beat up again?" ask the male lead, who Rara can still hear. Her employer asked her to sit on the right until close to the seat of Tamara's co-star.
"Regulation'lah. It's viral, so act up. The acting is also ordinary," replied with a slow voice, could be dangerous if Tamara heard.
Up to two hours more, filming has not started because now Tamara asked for her hair in creambath first. All the other actors swore and spoke harshly to Tamara, but could only be conveyed to Sut.
"Wow, what the hell is this, the famous director playing on our set?" greet Mr. Sut, when he saw a man coming closer. Rara observed the man. Looks familiar, often interviewed on television, especially infotainment and gossip shows.
The arrival of the man made the other players try to be nice by greeting and smiling. Friendly actions that are too excessive.
Their goal is only one, to be glimpsed and given a project by the famous director. In addition to commercials, the big screen with a bombastic audience has become the 'food' of the cold-handed director.
"Ah, you can. I also break, even though it is deadline, just that it can not continue. Mentok in the middle," he said taking place near Mr. Sut.
"Why indeed? Did I hear the sponsors for this product? Got an international company, right?" follow Mr. Sut, who is interested.
"Gue hasn't been able to fit the model yet" he replied briefly. His face reflected much of the burden of the mind at this time.
"Well, how can you? Didn't you have an audition yesterday?"
"That's exactly what it is, it's all not right. I can't feel it."
Both are involved in a conversation. Occasionally the voice of the male protagonist who was sitting next to the Director joined the conversation. Until a moment, the eyes of the famous director named Dimas was accidentally looking at Rara who was sitting in line with them.
He was silent, staring even longer, then subconsciously carved a smile on his lips.
"This just fits!" the strangler unconsciously.
Mr. Sut and also the protagonist turned their heads towards Rara. Being concerned by three men at once made the girl shocked, nervous and of course clumsy.
"Him?" asked Sut, unsure. Maybe his best friend was pointing at people wrongly. There's another girl behind Rara.
"Hi, I'm Dimas. What's your name?"
"Rara," he answered nervously.
"You want to be my model ad?" ask Dimas without further ado.
"Huh? Is it not wrong?" rara almost lost her voice so shocked.
"So. Yes, yes, please. Your face is very fitting with this product," after Dimas fast. He will not let go of Rara, already tired of looking for the character and shape of the face that fits.
Rara was silent. He was of course confused. So the model said? Don't they know that he's just a regular waiter?
"Thank you, Ma'am," said the male protagonist who until now still does not remember what his name is.
"Yes, Ma'am. The opportunity didn't come twice" added Mr. Sut.
"But, I'm just Non Tamara's servant," replied Rara a little embarrassed.
"I'll ask him for permission" Dimas replied. He was sure, if only just asking permission to the artist would be able to.
"But even if he doesn't get permission, dong. You will work with him, if you can get another better job right you to take," still the male protagonist gives support, it turns out he is very good and friendly. Rara felt more guilty for not remembering her name.
"It's a golden opportunity, don't come twice. If Tamara does not permit, I will help to speak," said Mr. Sut ended the conversation because from a distance seen Tamara coming closer.
Realizing that there was Dimas, he immediately changed his face more cheerful. Stepping more gracefully like a king's daughter.
"There's Mas Dimas, anyway. Tumben played here, Mas?" greet Tamara with no sound of survivors perhaps.
"Yes, Tam. Again find something important, and profit here," replied Dimas smiling kindly.
"Oh, good if the problem is solved."
"But this needs your help, Tam. Please, huh?"
Tamara's sweet smile curled on her lips. Feeling proud that the director was Dimas' class, asking for his help. Tamara was silent. He thinks of one thing. "Don't she want me to be her model or the actress in her big screen movie?" inner Tamara smiled expectantly. This is his dream, to be able to work with Dimas Jaya.
"What is that, Mom? Justsaytheword. I'll help you" he replied blinking one eye.
Dimas smiled, he was not surprised anymore by the overreaction he received from Tamara, because most carbine artists are like that, like no shame.
"I want to invite Rara to shoot a cosmetic product advertisement" he said, which made Tamara surprised, not even remembering how to just catch her breath.
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