The Secret of the Designer's Heart
RHSD 9'S. Amar Over thingking

One day before H's heart performances can Typhoon and the team finish well. They're really ready by night tomorrow.

" Are you going home to Pan's?"

" I don't know I haven't thought of it yet, but at least I'll send a chat to the family group. But I have to meet my dad and mommy to ask her both to be models at the fashion show tomorrow night. What is Mar?"

" I don't know Pan, I feel was was. I don't feel good."

Typhoon silent for a moment. Amar is not usually like that. Usually, the man thinks positively about something. Now in the studio live Typhoon and Amar, the women have gone home before the magrib.

" Amar, I have an idea."

The typhoon arrived at Joyodiningrat's residence at about 9 p.m. Luckily, no one was sleeping. They were talking lightly.

" Assalamualaikum."

" Neylorda."

All were surprised to see the Typhoon coming not alone. Yes, Typhoon came to his family home with Amar. They were even more surprised when they saw the Typhoon carrying some clothes and hangers. Akhza and Abra help.

" There's still another Deck?"

" Sister, I'm still in the car."

Akhza and Abra immediately ran towards the car and took the rest of the clothes carried by the Typhoon. The typhoon also pulled out the iron on which he hung his clothes. Everyone remained silent and asked any questions until Typhoon and Amar finished what they were doing

Haaaah

Amar and Typhoon threw their breath away with great relief. Ana ran to the kitchen to get some mineral water and handed it to the two people sitting on the floor.

Glek glek

Typhoon and Amar drained the mineral water. They really like being hunted by satpol pp.

" What exactly are you guys, why is it like a transfer person so," said Rama curious about the behavior of Typhoon and his friend.

" I'm sorry, all because of Amar. At the age of this boy always positive thinking, had arrived he negthink fit want Typhoon stay. As a result Typhoon bring all the plans that tomorrow want in the ballroom Pandawa resort," explained Typhoon Long.

Everyone was gaping, they were a little astonished by the behavior of the child.

" I'm sorry om, auntie, I don't know why I have a bad feeling and something bad is going to happen in the studio. So yes, it's finally this way."

Ana furrowed both her eyebrows. During his time with Amar, the man was indeed the most positive person in their circle. And it's true, Amar never had bad thoughts about anything. So if tonight comes Typhoon and Amar a little splashy it's not normal.

" Oh yes mom, dad, Akhza's sister, Mas Abra, and Ana's sister, tomorrow's Typhoon call for help from everyone."

" What help, son?"

" Help to be a model of clothes that will be Typhoon launching."

" What???"

Everyone was shocked except for Ana. Ana would have been used to walking on the catwalk but the others? The others glanced at them wanting to refuse but really did not have the heart to see the expectant face of the Typhoon.

" Pan, ane isn't a model, don't know how to walk on stage."

" It doesn't matter, walk as usual. Mas Abra's face has been supported to be a model hehehe."

Everyone laughed, who didn't deserve to try. The face of the twins that bule it would fit aja walk on the stage catwalk.

" Yes mom everything will go on stage, Typhoon does raise the theme of family sarimbit."

Sita smiled apparently last week's meeting produced the idea as it is today. He was very proud of Typhoon.

The night was getting late making everyone return to their rooms to rest. As well as the Typhoon, he went into his room. He took Amar with him. Amar himself could not go home and decided to stay at the Joyodiningrat residence.

" Pan?"

" Hmm?"

" Who do you think Pan would dare to leak your design to that person?"

Typhoon that was about to close his eyes finally closed because of Amar's speech. The man sat back down and leaned back on the head board of his king-size bed.

" I don't know Mar, I checked the surveillance cameras but I didn't see the culprit either."

" Pan, don't you want to take this to the law. I feel as strange as it is, the time of FD (Fashion Designer) classmate he is doing this dirty thing."

" That's what's on my mind, too. Brigitta Almeida, her name is already very big, I don't know what made her do that to me. I really don't know him, I don't have a problem with him either. If brought to the law, we have no evidence. Even if I feel like a messian, his name will definitely fall as fall Mar. For this time I will let, what I am is just a crumb of a yoke, which is there if we report it we are embarrassed and make it happen, the position of the femes and her."

Amar sighed his breath was very heavy. What the Typhoon was talking about was all true. On the one hand Amar was very salute to the spacious heart of Typhoon, but on the other hand he also felt angry towards anyone who could betray Typhoon.

" Yes already, let's take a break Mar. Tomorrow the big day is waiting. From morning on we'll be busy."

" Yes you're right Pan. Let's take a moment to rest our bodies and minds."

The two returned to their bodies on a soft mattress belonging to Typhoon. Without them knowing something is happening in the studio.

Some people are not known to visit the typhoon's studio. With sharp weapons they tried to break into the studio and finally managed to enter.

" Is this really what the Boss meant?"

" Yes right, do it quickly."

Some people dressed all in black were doing orders from their boss very well. Their incomprehension with the clothes in the studio made them ruin it carelessly.

" This is what is meant?"

" I don't know, I don't know either."

" Huh, don't talk much. Just destroy everything and leave immediately."

They also damaged all the clothes designed by the Typhoon that was there to formless. What a very heinous act. In the sense that they had already left the studio Typhoon with a big smile because they felt successful in doing their job.

" Hello boss, everything's done."

" Good work, your pay has been transferred. It's gonna disappear from this town soon."

" Good boss, don't worry."

The person across there laughed satisfied with what he had done. He felt he had succeeded because he had again failed the fashion show Typhoon.

" For ever you will never be able to rival Brigitta Almeida, Typhoon Arsyanendra hahahaha."

TB