The Perfectionist 2: Aerospace
Danisha

The roar of the car was heard stopping right in front of Tia's house. Star, Moon, Tia were in a car driven by Igan. Danisha and Hendrawan were in the other car.

Tia got out of the car and stepped in front of the house whose door was closed. He tried to open the door to his house, but it was locked.

"Relse ... Artemiss ....!!" tia shouted while knocking on the door leaf.

There is no lawfulness. Tia knocked on the door again and called her sister several times, and finally the door opened.

"Yes-yes, wa'alaikum greetings ... a moment!" sahut Hendra from the inside.

The door is open. Hendra appears to be wearing a t-shirt combined with a black combination red holster. His face looks like someone who just woke up.

He looked very surprised when he saw the big boss and his son and wife in front of him.

"Sorry, I fell asleep. Come, please enter Pak Bintang, Bu Bulan, Mas Igan." said Hendra welcome.

"Waduh .. sorry Hen, we're interrupting your rest" said Bintang while patting Hendra's shoulder, slowly.

Hendra smiled, "No, sir. Let's go in?" saith.

"Awhile Hen, there are additional guests again" said the Star while looking back.

Hendrawan and Danisha just got out of the car, carrying a basket of fresh fruits.

Hendra looked at the two men, and immediately his eyes widened when he saw the beautiful boule.

"Danisha?" gumam Hendra's.

Danisha smiled sweetly as she looked at Hendra, while Hendra looked stunned.

"Hi Hendra, how are you?" greet Danisha as she approaches.

"Euh .. yes, thank God. I'm-I'm good." Hendra suddenly stuttered.

"Gothing, brother? Like huh?" whisper Tia, suck.

Hendra pinched his sister's arms slowly, making Tia chuckle.

"Let's all, please come in. Sorry the house is a mess." Hendra again invited his guests to enter.

Igan helped Hendra walk because his legs were still limping, then all of them sat in the living room chair that was not large.

"I'll excuse you to go back." said Tia.

"Tia, these are all brought." said Danisha, proffering a basket of fruit parcels.

Tia smiled then glanced towards her brother.

"Thank you, Danisha." said Tia.

"So ya ngerepotin, Dan? Sorry." said Hendra.

"No." said Danisha with a cheerful smile.

"Hmmm .. I'm surprised when you know you've been hit, Hen. But thank God, you survived." said the star.

"Yes, Sir. Alhamdulillah, that night there was a nolongin when I had started to get tired." said Hendra then bead his eyes towards Danisha.

Hendra and Danisha looked at each other, both of them smiling.

Hendrawan, who was sitting right next to Danisha, saw Hendra and his daughter throwing smiles of admiration at each other.

He admitted that if the figure of Hendra was gallant and handsome, it was natural that his daughter was sympathetic to Hendra.

Hendra felt that the man sitting next to Danisha was looking at him, and he looked at him.

Hendra smiled and nodded his head, although he did not know who the man in front of him was.

Hendrawan reached out his hand to Hendra, "I'm Danisha's papa, just call Om Hendra" he said kindly.

Hendra flinched a little, but a moment later he smiled.

"Greetings Om, my name is also Hendra." said Hendra, sumringah.

The atmosphere was getting warmer and more familiar as Tia emerged from the living room while carrying trays containing various snacks and some fresh drinks for her guests.

During the day, the special guests also resigned to return to their homes.

On the way home in the car, Danisha looks sumringah. No longer looks pouty face and cueknya like when heading to the house Igan.

Hendrawan glanced at his daughter, then smiled faintly. He catches a signal of admiration from his daughter for Hendra.

"You knew Hendra just as it happened that night, Dan?" Hendrawan suddenly asked.

Danisha turned to her papa for a moment, "Euh? Yeah, Pa." said briefly, then looked back at the phone.

"He's a handsome guy too? gallantly. What work?"

"I don't know, Pa. But if from the appearance when scrapped it is kayak .. security." said Danisha, relax.

To his surprise, he spontaneously turned to Danisha.

"Security??"

"He-eums. Why, Pa?"

If Danisha falls in love and asks Hendra to marry a security man, what should I do?? My son's time model, same-security marriage?? inner Hendrawan.

"Pa??" reprimand Danisha for seeing her dreamy papa.

"Eh? Why-why??" sahut Hendrawan, shocked.

Danisha clucked, "Ck, Papa is daydreaming what?"

"Oh .. no, no daydreaming. What did you say?"

"I asked, why is Hendra's job security?"

Hendrawan was silent, he tried to find the right sentence to answer.

"It's on them again! Papa's weird ah!" tukas Danisha, cuddle.

"Papa again focus on looking at the streets, dear .." said Hendrawan, diverting the conversation.

*

A few weeks later, Danisha was shooting for a product. Danisha was chosen to be the model for the product.

After the photo shoot was finished before the magrib, one of her fellow model friends named Siska, called Danisha to invite her to a place.

"And, will I go yuk?" take Siska.

"Where?" ask Danisha.

"To my house of friends."

"Yes but where is the address ...?"

"In Dahlia Residence, you know what?"

"Oh, tau. It's elite housing. Which one of you can have a house there?"

"There is no .. don't have to be! Anyway, would you please help me get there later on?"

"What time?"

"Yes already."

The conversation over the phone ended. Danisha is preparing to return to her agency office, as there are talks over a project next month involving her.

Danisha's phone rings again, but this time from her sister Darren.

"And what time's it going home?" ask Darren.

"Gue wants to go back to the agency office first, want to discuss the next project he said."

"Oh, but ... I can't pick up, how? Motorcycle notadat."

"It's okay. I can do it myself ...."

"Are you sure??"

"Yes, of course! I'll be okay. Don't worry, Bro!"

Darren sounded chuckled.

"But that's straight back, right?" ask Darren.

"Hmmm .. do not know also, if the sample malem yes I want to go directly to Dahlia Residence also at 9."

"Dahlia's Residence?? What's to do??"

"Siska temen me, ask to be sent to his house there."

"Not necessarily .. you better back home soon."

"But Siska is my first temen early time to be a model here, not good dong me if nolak?!"

Darren paused for a moment, "What girl's the guy?" ask Darren, curious.

"Where do I know, Darren ... He didn't tell me anything!"

Suddenly in the middle of the chatter, a voice sounded that indicated that Darren's phone was low batt.

"Well, the HP is low batt!" timpal Danisha's.

"Yes. Yes already. *T**care, and*!" Darren.

"Okay, you too."

Call ended. Danisha kept her phone back in her jacket pocket after ordering an online taxi, then tore her bag out to wait for her taxi to arrive.

*

At 21:00, Danisha was seen waiting for Siska in the lobby of her agency office. Before the specified hour, Siska had already sent Danisha a text message again to make sure she came along.

Five minutes later, Siska's car approached and stopped right in front of the agency's office. Siska used to be in the same agency as Danisha, but one day the agency kicked her out without anyone knowing exactly why.

Siska honks her car, and Danisha gets out and gets closer to Siska's car, and enters. The silver-colored car immediately rolled the two away from the agency's office.

"Sis, are we going to Dahlia Residence?" ask Danisha.

"So then. If not, why would I pick you all up?" sahut Siska's.

"Emang temen you who the hell would you like that datengin? What girl is a guy?" Danisha kept asking to satisfy her curiosity.

Siska remained silent, her face looking somewhat tyrannical and different.

"Sis, are you sick?? How do I notice you're being a curusan anyway? Your face is .. different tau!"

Siska paused for a moment, "And, you got some candy?" Siska asked back.

Danisha frowned, "Lu know if I don't like anything that feels cool, wrong your guy!" relaxes.

Siska fell silent again, "Ah shit, my candy is really abis again!" his grunts then, while one of his hands was swaying the dashboard drawer.

Danisha looked closely at the man she considered a good friend. There was a strange feeling suddenly perched in his mind.

Not lost the sense of wonder in the mind of Danisha, he should be more surprised by Siska who suddenly like vomiting.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Mending us back, you must be sick, right??" Danisha.

"No-no-no, I'm okay. Don't worry!" firmly Siska while trying to resist her nausea.

Danisha does not believe it, she is sure that Siska is not feeling well.

"Sis, you don't be reckless! Mending back, rather than you why." persuaded Danisha.

"Udah ah, bring it! I'm sure I'll be fine!" sahut Siska, stubborn.

"Well, I'm the one who drives." Danisha advised.

"Not necessarily ... You don't know the address."

"You can be a navigator for me!"

"No, I just drive straight."

"Ish, you rock-head!" nagel Danisha.

"Bodo!" sahut Siska, cuek.

The car continued to drive towards the location Siska had talked about earlier. And shortly thereafter, the silver car arrived in front of a guard post right in front of the area's elite housing gate.

"Excuse me, where are you going the other night, ma'am?" ask the security guard on duty.

"I was told to come with Aunt Vio, sir. Urgent said." said Siska kindly.

"What is Vio's mother's house on the block?"

"Block C number 7."

"Please wait a minute, ma'am?"

The security guard entered the post and was seen calling someone using a telephone plane at the guard post while occasionally looking at Siska and Danisha.

Shortly after he came back out, "Yes right, Mbak was waiting he said. I opened the portal first huh, Ma'am?" said the security guard.

Siska nodded.

"Please, Ma'am." The security guard invited Siska's car to enter the complex area.

Siska smiled and drove her car to the house she called in block C number 7.

Siska's car stopped in front of the gate of a large two-story house, in a modern and luxurious architectural style.

Danisha looked at the house closely, not getting out of the car until Siska told her to get out.

"Woy, will it be dawn there? Go hunted!" scold Siska when she opens her car door for Danisha.

"Eh, what are we doing here?" Danisha was amazed mixed with curiosity, somehow she felt she should not go there.

"There's need. Yuk already? Aunt Vio was waiting for me to say." persuaded Siska, a bit pushy.

With a gamang, Danisha followed Siska's steps into the mansion.

When they are in front of the door, they do not need to knock on the door because there are people who open and welcome their arrival.

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