
Everyone was shocked to hear the story of Typhoon. They really don't know about what Typhoon is doing except Ana. Ana could see from the Typhoon's face that the man was no good.
Everyone in the house immediately took their cell phones and engaged the name mentioned by the Typhoon. One by one their faces were all flushed with rage. The Typhoon lowered its head. He even felt more regretful. The typhoon felt useless in front of his extended family. He felt like he had disappointed them all.
" Dear, bring the child to play in the room first yes," Kai said to his wife. Kiran nodded, knowing her husband would talk about something important. Kiran took the twins to her room. The twins said without protest.
" What are you gonna do with this guy Pan?" said Kai coldly. Yes, he was very angry at what he saw.
The typhoon is still silent, he really does not know what will be done in the future. One week is really not enough to do the show with new design.
Kai knew very well that the young man in front of him was in confusion. Perhaps this reminds Typhoon a little with bitter memories of the past. Rama and Sita looked on compassionately at Typhoon.
Plagiarism always exists and appears in all fields. Not only the field occupied by the Typhoon. But various fields also exist ranging from art, writing, and so forth. Sometimes people who commit plagiarism do not realize that the idea is very expensive. Not only in terms of material but in terms of the energy of the mind that is poured out that makes the owner of the idea feel so hurt if what he creates imitated without permission. Not only that sometimes they are proud to admit that it is theirs.
" Pan, let's sue."
" Can't be Mas Abra, we don't have proof."
" As for the evidence, I can get it easily. Even I can instantly destroy it this second as well if you want."
" Don't bang, kasian. I don't want to be so bang."
Kai threw his breath out harshly. This young man is very broad-hearted. Even he could still pity the person who had stolen his masterpiece.
" Pan, aren't you suspicious of the people in your studio, son. Not mommy suudzhon but where did that guy get your plans."
" No mom, there's no way Amar, Bianca and Lani do that."
Rama sighed slowly this child always thinks positively of others. May it be the person he believes no one stabbed him in the back.
Ana who had been silent and thought at last expressed her opinion.
" Make a new one and get it out next week as planned."
" But, a week is not a long time. How can it be done."
" Nothing is impossible, we will all help. Does everyone agree?"
Ana scanned every person in the house all nodded in agreement. The girl then went to the room with a sketchbook and gave it to Typhoon. He asked Typhoon to draw right now.
Do not want to disturb the concentration of the Typhoon, all return to their respective activities. They allowed Typhoon to put his ideas and creativity into the sketch paper.
" I'm sure you can, just try" Akhza said, patting Typhoon on the shoulder.
" I'm sure you're capable. You're great, son," Rama said as he rubbed the head of the Typhoon.
Typhoon tears also. He really should, the family he met so give their support. Although Typhoon was not born from the womb of Mommy Sita but the affection he received from mommy and father was so great. Her brother loved her too. Typhoon was determined that he would boast of this family.
Arsyanendra's name pinned by his brother will not be wasted.
Typhoon immediately smiled looking at the activities of everyone in the house, he found the idea for his design this time.
The 24-year-old man immediately poured his ideas in the sketchbook of Ana's gift. He smiled for a moment. The sketchbook Ana gave her was hers that her sister asked for.
Ana, who saw the Typhoon making a dress design, suddenly asked the man to draw her. Who would have thought, Typhoon pictures are so good. Although only in sketch form and black and white Ana really likes it. So that at every opportunity Ana always asked herself to be drawn by the Typhoon. And he asked for the book
" That's a picture of my sister as her book for me."
As soon as the Typhoon turned the book sheet and looked for the empty side to pour the idea that had been perched on his head.
Moments later Ana approaches and sits next to the Typhoon. As fast as lightning the Typhoon covered his image.
" Have you got the idea?"
" Yes already."
" May you see."
" No, it's a secret."
" Wohooo is my sister's book."
" But this was originally my book, brother."
Ana tries to snatch the sketchbook that is in the hands of Typhoon. But Ana's body was much shorter than the Typhoon's body and her hands were also long, so when the Typhoon lifted the book high, Ana could not reach it.
Brucks
Ana's body staggered and fell right over the Typhoon's body. Even the Typhoon could feel Ana's breathing. Their faces were close enough to only about 10 cm, and instantly the man's heart was beating so fast.
O Allaah forgive me, forgive this emerging taste, Allaah.
" So watch out for the heavy."
Ana immediately got up, her lips were 5 cm long because they were heavily laced by the Typhoon. Typhoon deliberately said it was because to reduce the rumbling on his chest. Because Ana weighs from where if the height of the body is 165 cm it only weighs 46kg.
" Hey, it's not heavy. It's slim's name."
" It's up to you what my sister says."
Typhoon breezed away from Ana. He really couldn't get close to Ana like that. The typhoon chose to enter his room in the Joyodiningrat residence.
The man instantly broke down his body and held onto his chest.
The dug dug dug dug
The throbbing in his heart was still so pronounced. He took a deep breath and let out slowly.
" Haaah, it doesn't feel good to admire without hoping to be recognized. Haish ... Focus on next week."
The storm closed his eyes. After the design of his image so now he must find the material and what motif he will use.
TB
TOpan Arsyanendra
remember this is Anandita Dusk Abinawa/Ana
Well like that guess, want to find Kama's face first. But othor is confused there are input who would think the right visual for Kama?