The Secret of the Designer's Heart
RHSD 11TH. Successful Fashion Show

Ballrom Pandawa Resort has been crowded with invited guests who will see the show of typhoon's plans. Rama's family friends also appear there, namely Juna, Sukhdev, and Charles. The Silvya family was also present, don't forget the Radi Lecturer's family was also there. All the people who were in close contact with Rama and Kai were invited all.

Typhoon did not want because it felt still very far from good. But neither Rama nor Kai asked Typhoon to invite them. This of course can expand the Typhoon network. And, finally, the ballroom of Pandawa Resort is now full of friends, relatives and other guest guests. The typhoon looked nervous when it saw the large number of people present.

" So calm, your work is very good. You're not the first time you've done a fashion show, are you?"

His brother's words were certainly right. This is not the first time she has done a fashion show. Why was he so nervous this time. Maybe because he brought his whole family to the stage so that the nervousness was really felt.

" Yes bang, I'll try to calm down."

The typhoon took its breath deep and threw it away slowly. He did this many times to reduce his tension.

5 Minutes, 10 minutes, and 15 minutes, the event finally began. A music that is commonly used for parades on the stage begins to play. One by one Joyodiningrat personnel began to walk on the catwalk stage. Everyone was amazed to see it. How not, if usually the models who demonstrate it are now all the family of the designer who displays his clothes design. All applauded especially as Rama and Sita walked together hand in hand. Followed by Kai, Kiran, and the twins of course. All eyes stared anxiously at the twins.

The clothes that Typhoon displays do look simple, but even become an attraction in itself. Especially when it comes to showing is a family. There is a close familial power in every shirt on display

All the family members had already come out and were still standing on the side of the stage. They are waiting for the peak of the event, the exit of the designer. The storm came out with Ana. Ana holds the arm of the Typhoon, and they walk together. Claps accompanied the appearance of the Typhoon that walked to the end of the stage.

Naisha and Arumi rise from their seats to deliver a bouquet of flowers to the Typhoon. Typhoon smiled, he really did not expect that the event this time will be a great success. The event that started from a failure because the design of his design was stolen by others, he could pay it off.

All re-clapped, one by one the family of Typhoon congratulated him on stage. The cyclone received a warm embrace from all of his family.

If the fashion show will usually end back to the back of the stage, not this time. The typhoon had prepared dinner there so they could enjoy it right away. Even the Joyodiningrat family began to blend in with the invited guests.

Rama and Sita were in the middle of their best friend. Their children also gathered on the other side of the table.

" Congratulations, bro, fruit stomach pain the other day," said Nataya who followed the little ruckus of everyone.

The cyclone only scratches its head which does not itch. He was a little embarrassed, everyone knew his weakness.

Akhza and Abra patted her on the back. They really know how the Typhoon experienced the pain, especially Abra who saw himself the Typhoon that fell unconscious on the floor.

" Don't stress, keep your meal plan Pan."

" Ready, doctor. The patient will follow all the doctor's advice and prescriptions."

They laugh back. The cyclone was grateful. Being part of the Joyodiningrat family made her meet such a good friend and always support her.

Now it's Ana's turn to pull Typhoon to the other side. He wanted to specifically congratulate and give something to Typhoon.

" For you."

" What is this brother?"

Ana doesn't answer, she just codes the eye so Typhoon opens it. Typhoon's eyes squinted as he looked at what Ana had given him.

" Sketchbook?"

" Yes, yesterday's sketchbook was already so full of pictures of my face. I bought you a new one for more inspiration about our family that you're gonna pour in your picture."

" Thank you brother."

Subconsciously the Typhoon hugged Ana tightly. Some of the people who saw it seemed ordinary to see the interaction of Typhoon and Ana. But not with one person.

Sita's chest seemed to be filled with many items so it felt so crowded. A second later he hit his own chest.

" Mom, are you ok?"

Kiran's question forced her to smile. Sita is currently with her granddaughter and daughter-in-law.

" Yes, I'm ok baby. Mommy's okay."

Sita's answer certainly did not satisfy Kiran. She felt her mother-in-law was thinking something. But Kiran did not want to ask much.

Yes Allaah, what is this. Why can it be like this. The boy, is it not painful to harbor the taste.

It was not Ana who came to Sita's attention, but Typhoon. Sita also flushed back, she rubbed her face rough. The views of the Typhoon, the treatment of the Typhoon, everything that was done for Ana imply a different affection. Even the eye of the Typhoon can not be denied there is love there.

Why am I insensitive? Poor that kid.

Kiran was still confused by what her mother-in-law had done. Sita really looks so agitated. Many times the middle-aged woman had her nose massaged.

" Mom, it's special that mommy feels so heavy with what mommy feels."

Sita was stunned to hear the son-in-law's words, she followed Kiran's advice.

Tap tap tap

Sura large large footsteps echoed in the ballroom. Amar ran a scan of the entire room to look for Typhoon.

" Pan!"

The storm turned to the source of the sound. Amar immediately pulled Typhoon's hand to pull over.

" What's up Mar?"

" Pan's studio, studio."

" Studio why Mar? Talk the right way!"

Amar immediately brought his lips closer to Typhoon's ear. He whispered what happened to their studio.

" Astagfirullaah."

The storm was shocked, he staggered. He almost fell, but Amar quickly caught the body of the Typhoon.

" Don't say anything. I don't want everyone to worry about my family. Now let it go until the show is over."

Amar nodded in understanding. He will follow what his friend and boss said. Typhoon with a face that he set ordinary course back blending. The man tried to act ordinary as if nothing had happened.

But not with Ana anymore. Ana, who was talking to her lover, asked for permission to meet her sister. He flanked the Typhoon and patted the man's high shoulder gently. Ana took a little tiptoe in order to whisper into the Typhoon's ear.

" What's up?"

TB