
"Don't be fierce ah! The army must be friendly," said Eyi.
"Lovely," said someone to save the three.
"Hay Mas Dudi,"
"Come, to the office!" bring him.
"Okay, if that's what Eirene said to you guys! See you sist!" he played tricks on them but when he was going to face Bobi, Rayyan held him, "deck," he shook his head.
"Bye brother Bobi!"
"This is your schedule here," the talent assistant gave some sheets of paper that had been taken to Eyi.
Eirene snatched it up, "okay-back to her modeling routine this time," Rayyan followed through on her schedule, sorting out whether everything was good or not.
"So which clothes*defile* am I wearing, mas?" ask Eyi.
"Sriwijaya with Poseidon, to symbolize the strength of the fleet/marine of the homeland, according to the name of the unity you bring!"
"OK,"
"We give you the choice to mbak Lovely, some of the weight of the costume varies. 5, 10, 20 kilograms?"
"Huh?! Which is really?!" the sky, made them look.
"Is there a problem?" ask Eyi to the Sky.
"Dec, that's heavy. You walk 3.5 km plus a load of tens of kilos? Just as rich as the army?!" rayyan said he didn't believe it. While Pramudya can only close his mouth listening to the conversation they do not understand.
"So?" ask Eirene.
"Indeed brother just know the work of the model also does not lose tired?" Eirene raised both her eyebrows. He shouldn't have asked anymore, obviously they don't know wong they're not models.
"Heels, wedges?" ask Eyi.
"Depending, you lovely want to use which design. Especially since Lovely we give her a choice," she smiled.
"Wedges, heels okay, 8, 15, 18 no problem for the Eyi--" he shuddered indifferently, but Rayyan again gaping made.
"15 cm?! Gilak, go home you encroach on the deck! Broken your ankle,"
"What the hell, it's the work of Eyi from the past yes-like--"
"Engga, lengga. If you can just use flatshoes. His clothes are not heavy! 5 Kilos is enough! It's her clothes covered, right?" his orders pointed at the clothes he meant by looking at the talent with his sharp gaze, he swallowed the saliva as if he was going to be skinned by Rayyan.
"Engga-engga! Eyi wants to look the brightest! Hey, I want this one!" point it at a slightly open, heavy, grubby outfit.
"That's heavy, you can go straight home from here, your shoulders are exposed" Rayyan debated, Eirene frowned, who is the model here?
"Don't want you to use this one!" point at.
"Yes my brother used it" replied Eyi. The sky and Pramudya pouted his lips imagining that if a Rayyan was wearing such clothes, suddenly the two of them laughed.
"Don't know the style, taste the model! Let's get glamour and shine!" reply Eyi explained, all pairs of eyes looked alternately towards Rayyan and Eyi. Actually free it explains until the mouth of the bubble bath. After all, his mind and different profession Eirene will not find a meeting point, as Rayyan said through the sea lane riding a sea horse nyungseb in his spongebob home, as Rayyan said, while Eirene through the forest path riding a pony nyungseb in neverland.
"There are shine-shine'an if you want to shine with dishwashing soap!" stick to the wife.
Eirene frowned, "cook soap?! Uh! Bring your brother more complicated than bring honey!" Eirene clasped her hands on her chest and leaned on the sofa, only this time she was defeated in words, only by this one soldier, in addition to annoying apparently Rayyan is a champion of intercompany debate, but this time she is a champion of corporate debate, mommy is directly horrified Rayyan ngoceh.
The sky can only stop, anywhere at any time, the Ray-Eyi couple always fight. Life is monotonous if you don't fight.
"Ja.dinya, how is mas?" ask the talent to Dudi mas, he looked for safety rather than being shot by the sniper and the technologist'nya Raden Joko.
"Tell me the brother who used me!" eirene ketus said, next time she would not invite Rayyan if the ending was told to use a robe.
"This love is just mbak, if ngeyel want to shine a love of light bulbs a lot!" rayyan stared at Eirene.
"Dizziness, we've been mumbling!" pramudya told Dudi.
After fussing over the not-so-important, it was finally time for Rayyan and co to go home. Duty is still a task, can not mix with personal problems. Although Rayyan wants to stay here to keep his wife who is too naughty and fussy.
"Again back, let me know if the show is over. Who knows if you can pick it up!" he said tidying up Eyi's hair, driving away the sense of sadness, Eirene nodded to play buttons on Rayyan's striped shirt, if together always quarrel but if separated kok ya Miss!
"Don't ngeyel! Keep the condition, "there is no special message for Eyi just it feels different between leaving and being abandoned, at least if in the markormar he will know that Eirene will always be fine, he said, different from here.
"Yes. Oh yea! Later when you go home. Eyi wants a shirt with the top lipetnya brother use! Then we'll video call. Heyi want to see that brother!" said Eirene pleaded with eyes enlarged and glazed like kerropi again nahan mules.
Rayyan frowned, "kaus what?"
"Kaos couple, you used to buy but haven't made a dipake!" answer Eyi.
"Okay," he replied still calm, not knowing what he was shaped like.
"Mom, fine here!"
"Titip the model that was ma'am, mintain the number!" the laughter of the Sky joked.
"Where is the sky?" reply Eyi smiled anxiously.
"Which, white shirt!"
"Cirain the Boba!" sahut Rayyan's.
"Bobby!" ralat Eyi clucked, really change people's names!
"Go home, yes" Eyi nodded and took the back of Rayyan's hand, kissed her reverence, as did Rayyan who kissed Eyi's forehead, leaving her heart and longing that would surely be nested.
*Abang put miss in Jember*.
"Assynolt,"
"Guilipinam,"
Eyi stared at the strapping backs of the three officers who were now leaving the hotel towards the parking lot where the unit car was located. He waved his hand, praying. From here Rayyan would return to Hero City then fly back to the capital.
"Bro, this malem has a national team, right?!"
"At Ray's house, it just so happens that Eyi doesn't exist! Said Wiwit Ray's house is now very good like a hotel!" pramudya proposal, to be free from the task of cleaning the house.
"Eh don't!" reject Rayyan, what happens if they know his house like a barbie palace.
"I haven't been there in a long time! Kuy, buy a snack!"
"Well, usually at Pram's house!" Rayyan.
"Ah there is no! My house is locked!" reply Pramudya.
"The final decision, Rayyan's house!!"
"Okay, I'm the other w.a!"
"Eh, just hang on!" reject Rayyan.
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