
Real World's
Mall
Currently Kevin is resting in a seat with a drink Boba in his hand which was just given by Bilqis who is still in his wheelchair.
"Pipette." Kevin's asking.
"Sorry forgot." Bilqis forgot to give Kevin a pipette.
Sir!
After sticking Kevin's pipette immediately sucked it like a sand suction machine in the river.
The sruut! Sruu!
"Ohh! Uhhuk! Uhhhoo!" Kevin suddenly choked and coughed badly until he fell on the floor.
"What's Kevin doing?" Bilqis worries.
"Ekh. mi-drink this .. dangerous.." Kevin still has trouble talking what else everyone sees.
"What's dangerous?" Bilqis is confused.
"They're shoving my throat, why would anyone like this deadly drink?" Kevin means Boba seeds in the drink.
"You sucked his boba like sucking sand how not to choke." Bilqis is disappointed to have worried about Kevin.
"It's a good thing my throat is hard if not I'm dead." Said Kevin.
"He! Do I need to go to the hospital?" Enquire Bilqis.
"No need, for now I have to sue om om earlier for selling liquor in the mall." Kevin started to stand up.
"No need to woi! We're home!" Bilqis immediately pulls Kevin's hand but his wheelchair continues to walk in Kevin's footsteps.
"Ha home? Is the gift enough?" He asked Kevin to stop his steps.
"Let's go home now." Only this time did Bilqis feel ashamed of being the center of attention.
"O-oh well." Kevin immediately pushed Bilqis wheelchair walk out of the Mall.
As they arrive outside Bilqis Mall, they stop Kevin from taking his car.
"What's wrong?" Asked Kevin.
"Not coming home, let's walk for a minute." Bilqis.
"All right." Kevin obeyed Bilqis and started pushing him somewhere.
"At the front there's a restaurant we're eating in there sian." Bilqis.
"Mrs." Nodding Kevin.
Meanwhile fifty meters in front of them a man carrying a camera was panicking in front of a building while continuing to pay attention to the watch in his hand.
"Fuck shit, why is the model late it's almost lunchtime the sponsor can go home if it continues like this." His words were upset because he was waiting for a model who also did not come.
As the man was pacing back and forth on the spot by chance he saw Kevin and Bilqis passing by in front of him.
"Pass!" His screams surprised Kevin.
"What the hell is this guy doing." Say Kevin in a small tone before continuing the journey.
"Wait wait wait wait! Mas please mas, I need a model for the magazine fasion this week, you can help me right?" The photographer asked for help while blocking Kevin's way.
"Why should we?" Asked Kevin.
"Because you look so good!" Answer them for no particular reason.
"Neither show me the way." Bilqis immediately accepted her.
"Thank you miss I'm so helped please follow me." Say the photographer in a quick sentence.
"Why did you accept it?" Kevin whispered to Bilqis but kept pushing the wheelchair after the man.
"So, I took it for granted." Answer Bilqis.
They arrived at a room with a lot of artificial lighting highlighting towards the plain white hood in the middle of the room.
"Then please help." Said the photographer showing a lot of neatly arranged clothes.
"We don't have to use any of that, do we?" Asked Kevin.
"OK leave it to us." Bilqis.
Five minutes later..
"Miss just sit on the couch." The photographer is ready to take pictures.
"okay." Answer Bilqis.
"Mas please embrace from behind."
"Be-be this?" Asking Kevin put his hand on Bilqis' shoulder.
"Please help!" Shouted the photographer on his team because Kevin did not understand at all.
"okay!"
The two-hour ending saw Kevin and Bilqis get stuck there and put on clothes and styles that Kevin didn't want.
In place of Kevin and Bilqis rest.
"Ukh. I didn't know being a model was such a troublesome job." Said Kevin as his soul almost left the body.
"You were strong fighting for five days without rest but being told to be in style for two hours was almost dead." Ejek Bilqis when finding Kevin's weak side.
"Hello mas Kevin and Miss Bilqis." A man came in who Kevin recognized as a director here.
"Yes?" Kevin's phone that was lost during the portrait magically went full.
"Sorry to have troubled you to the point of having to help us, I'm really sorry." He apologized twice.
"It doesn't matter like her she enjoys her too." Appoint Kevin to Bilqis.
"If you'd rather we'd have a longer partnership, I think you'd both be famous in the world of models and entertainment." The director suggested.
'If only you offered this when I haven't played the MWFA game.' Inner Kevin.
"Kevin I'm hungry." Bilqis felt like leaving the place immediately.
"I'm sorry I'm not so interested in becoming a model, we go first." Kevin stood up.
"Mas Kevin, if you need anything or change your mind please contact me." Said the Director handed over a business card with a check of some money for the model today under his business card.
"Thank you, I'll call you soon." Kevin received his business card and check and walked away.
According to Kevin having connections in the media world would benefit his guild.
"We are waiting for your decision."
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Restaurants
"It took us two hours to get to the restaurant which was only a hundred meters away." Kevin said he was sitting at one of the tables inside the restaurant they wanted to visit.
"Haha sorry sorry." Bilqis also sat in front of him.
"This chopped meat and three chicken thighs also add rice." Kevin said his order to the waiter who was waiting for the order.
"Is there anything else?" Asked the waiter after taking down Kevin's order.
"Bilqis?" Asked Kevin.
"As usual eat you a lot well, I'm fried shrimp only." Bilqis.
"Well wait a minute." The waiter immediately prepared the order.
"I'd be skinny if I tried to diet." Said Kevin.
"But once yah. I ate more my stomach was immediately visible." Bilqis said worried about his fat.
"You must often eat ... like his food is too long." Kevin was wrong to shift the topic.
"Vin." Call Bilqis when Kevin looks at the waiter.
"What?" Kevin asked to keep his eyes off.
"Are you still thinking about her?" Bilqis's point is his foot problem.
Kevin turned to face Bilqis but looked down at the table. "Do we need to talk about this?" Asked Kevin.