The Married With Dangerous Boy
42. Still Backstreet

The shooting process takes a little while. Alesha needs time to get used to new things. Even so, the girl managed to complete her task. Despite a little awkwardness.

"Good job, Alesha." Praise Rodi after being satisfied to get very extraordinary results.

Alesha smiled. He nodded once. "Thank you, Brother."

"Although it's new, but it's okay,"

"Alesha will try harder" he said.

"Would you see the results?" tasteless Rodi.

Alesha's eyes sparkled, then she nodded. The guy showed me a photo from his camera. Alesha looked carefully.

Alesha was stunned, she was amazed to see such a beautiful portrait of herself. The girl looked at the photo like she was not herself, but someone else.

Alesha closed her mouth in disbelief. He was really fascinated by the results.

"Sister? I-this is really Alesha?"

Rodi nodded, he shifted some photos and showed a video of her wearing lipstick from the Zafran company.

"It's you, Sha. How's it? Nice, right?"

Alesha nodded. He can't say anything. It was the first time he had seen something like this.

"You're here looking really pretty, Sha. Surely later the product will be booming, and in demand by many people."

"Yes, Brother. I hope so."

...***...

Alesha removed her makeup because she did not like her face full of makeup. They don't want to be the center of people's attention.

Because this is still close to Zafran company, Alesha does not want them to show too much a relationship, therefore, Alesha asked permission to take a taxi.

If Zafran had no meeting, they could have gone home together. But, Alesha did not want to wait for long.

The girl waited beside the highway while looking around waiting for her order taxi to arrive.

He glanced at the watch, since five minutes ago he left the photo shoot room, and it had been almost two hours he had not eaten. He forgot to eat the buffet food that had been prepared because he hurriedly wanted to go home quickly.

From his right, there was a car that was speeding and moving. Alesha frowned. The girl panicked, as the car drove towards her.

"Loh!"

"Revelation! Careful, Mom, Ma'am!" alesha.

Looks like the rider did not hear Alesha's words. The car was still driving, even going very fast.

Alesha glared, she was really the target of her speed. Whether intentionally or not, but clearly, his life was in danger.

Alesha hurriedly dodged in a direction that the car could not reach quickly. As he dodged, the car failed to hit Alesha. But strangely, after this incident, the car drove normally.

Unwilling or not in a dangerous situation. It was fortunate that Alesha did not stumble and fall, otherwise her legs would definitely be crushed.

The girl held his heart. "Woy! Crazy you ya!" yell Alesha.

"Don't you see anyone here?"

Breath of Alesha. Although he was not exercising, but his chest trembled, his body was limp, and the oxygen on this earth was drained to make his breath tight.

How could it be, that person was controlling the car unwisely.

"Can he just whine?"

"Did you want to hit me on purpose?"

Several wrinkles appeared on Alesha's forehead. It is impossible for a car if it is already in an unstable state will be difficult to avoid a single accident, and strangely the car is stable after failing to hit it.

Alesha tightened her grip. He took a deep breath. He doesn't want to prejudge anyone. But he should be increasing his alertness.

"Still backstreet my life in the incer, especially if it's published?" his monologue.

Alesha pulled the corner of her lips. "Oh, you see people envying you" he murmured.

...***...

His eyes were looking around for someone. In the evening, he has an appointment with his best friend to meet. Because the man was a little afraid if he had to visit his house on a night of heart.

Not good with her husband, she said. Therefore, the girl went to a cafe near the house. Provided the conditions, must be delivered by the husband.

However, when she asked her husband to come in, Zafran refused. He prefers to enjoy the air around.

So he plans to talk for a while. A wave of his hand distracted him. The girl smiled.

"Alesha, here!!"

Alesha nodded. Then he immediately went to the chair that Martha had prepared for him.

"Udah finished?"

The two girls tell each other and know each other's activities. Because they always vent anywhere at any time.

"Where's the outcome?"

"Good, Mar. I was surprised, I didn't think I was a professional model."

Martha's eyes sparkled. He hit some tables. "What is really lo?"

Alesha nodded a few times. Martha shook her head. "Ah I can't wait to see your sweet face," he chuckled, "about looking no, Sha?"

Alesha. He shut the mouth of the bucket. "Ish, you're diem. I'm embarrassed to get caught crying in the bathroom!"

Martha laughed softly. He was very anxious to see Alesha's reddened face holding back the embarrassment.

"Martha!" reproofing.

Martha covered her mouth with her hands. "Okay I'm diem."

The girl puckered her lips. But after that he laughed. Martha could not help but laugh, the girl laughed out loud because of Alesha's laughter.

"Udah Mar, don't laugh!"

Martha held her stomach. "Gue wants to stop, but you laugh I laugh too, Sha!"

Alesha took a breath. He defused his laughter. "Udah-udah! You wanna talk about what?"

Martha cleared her throat. "Gue wants to ask for help,"

"Anyways,"

"In fact Sha, yesterday it was my own cooking business,"

"Continue?"

"But salinity," Martha bit her lower lip.

"Lo not rasain his cooking?"

"Udah, but at that time I had a cold again, so it's hard to want to eat good." He said while breathing a long breath.

"Lo love salt how many tablespoons?"

"One rice cooker,"

Alesha's eyes widened perfectly. "Not wrong?"

Martha shook her head. "Twice rice, so I think it would be better if the salt is a little much," he said grinning horse.

"Border!" Alesha patted her eel. "Lo don't cook as directed?"

"Both,"

"As of now, how are you going?"

"Love me a recipe, and how to cook." Martha handed the paper and pen to Alesha. The girl nodded and accepted it. He wrote down cooking procedures ranging from even to cooking sequences.

"Now" Alesha handed over the writing.

The girl pointed at the bottom-right corner paper. "Please sign here, Sha. Let everyone believe I'm trying my best to cook."

Alesha nodded in understanding. He did what Martha had told him.

"Gue wants to try it after you cook my recipe" he asked

Martha raised her thumb, she blinked once. "Tomorrow you're in, right?"

"Come in,"

"Okay, if that's what I'm doing for two dishes."

"Make Gavin again?"

Martha shook her head. "No, no, guys are traumatized eating my cooking,"

Alesha chuckles. As he expected, surely the guy would stop asking Martha to do anything for her pleasure.

"Mending for one, Mar."

"That's it?" saith.

"Yes, so let's not be madzir, let alone this is still a trial."

Martha nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Sha. It's still the beginning."

...***...