Tone of Nara
Chapter 11 I'm Beautiful and Sexy (Part 1)

A sunny afternoon in the capital of Jakarta as bright as the face of a beautiful girl who is enjoying a cup of coffee in a famous coffee outlet. He looked around with a big smile. He did not care about the many people who were fascinated by her beauty. To him being looked at in awe by everyone like that was common. He enjoys being the center of attention. To him, smiling and pleasing others with his hospitality was a noble thing.

A beautiful woman walked up the pitch in PIM everyone stared at her beauty and some even followed her. Her hair was gently wavy and lustrous decomposed with a pearl pinch ornament on the back. Her yellow skin looked naturally glowing. Its nose looks perfectly flanked by two large, perfectly elongated neutra. Eyes that emit brilliant cheer add to the beauty of a beautiful face. Thin lips are perfect, bright pink, so sexy and adorable. A heart-shaped face that fits with high cheekbones supports both cheeks that are red. Neck without a trace

connecting the beautiful head with the body of a guitar that fits and sexy, smooth white feet, level dialasi shoes without the right in line with the color of the clothes worn. Knee-length silk dress that fits her body, softened and kept the beauty of her owner's body. Elegant, polite yet at the same time sexy. That's the right picture for him.

Walking sauntered leisurely, spreading a smile and light steps made the girl appear confident as well as cheerful sweet. He enjoys the bright morning air and enjoys being the center of attention of many people, without impressing his hubris. There was no hesitation though, although there was not a single face there that he was familiar with. The woman looked at her purse for a moment and smiled.

“Ah there is serratus thousand rupiah, kok buy coffee while sitting for a while,” murmured. He then headed to the barista and ordered the Large Caramel Machiato ice.

“At whose name is sister?” A barista by the name of Chacha greeted him.

“Nara, yes Nara.” He said after thinking for a moment.

“Oke kak Nara, awaited for a while the order is yes sis. Please,” said the barista after writing his name.

“Thank you,” Nara said with a smile. He glanced around, looking for an empty table. The only empty seat was in the corner of the room. But diasana already sat a beautiful woman, with a twisted veil, was engrossed in looking at her gawain. Nara moved towards him.

“Excuse me aunt,” said Nara. The beautiful woman looked at him with sharp but memorable brown eyes

shady.

“Yes? What was? Want to sit here?” ask her while smiling. Nara frowned for a while then nodded.

“Sit down, what's your name nak?” ask again.

“Nara, aunt. Thanks though. You see the empty seats no longer exist,” said Nara.

“Oh it's okay. Just call me Shinta,” the woman said with a smile. Just then the barista who served Nara came with a glass of hot Mchiato Caramel and Avocado Cheese cake. Nara stared at the cake with nanar, but then immediately shifted her gaze.

“Mother, here's the coffee and here's the Avocado Cheese Cake. If you need anything, call Chacha. Don't forget it will be predicted again yes bun,” said the barista was spoiled. The woman thanked him and smiled as she gave her thumbs up.

“Bby Nara also call Mommy?” nara was doubtful. The woman took a sip of her coffee, looked at Nara for a moment and smiled and nodded. After that he sipped his coffee with a kidmat.

“Mother is very familiar with barista here. Come here often? Mother can predict huh? Pay no?” Ask

Nara's.

“Aduh beautiful, nanyanya many yes,” said the woman who called the Mother. “Iya, I am used to here for meetings with clients. It just so happens that my house is close to here. This place is quite comfortable for meetings and coffee. So yes almost every day I am here to just find coffee or meetings. They have been with me. Divining? Wh why? You want to be foreseen?” said Mommy.

“Nara wants to be predicted, but the money is only this,” said Nara while issuing a coffee change that was given by the barista. Mother laughed as she looked at Nara's carefree, innocent and adorable face.

“What do you want to know about?” Ask Mommy.

“Ehm what is it? Confused anyway. Nara feels a lot of questions in Nara's head but doesn't know what. Even Nara does not know what Nara's life is like,” said Nara puzzled. Mother took Nara's hand and stroked it slowly with her fingers that lent a little wrinkled due to age. There was a calm that Nara did not understand what. Suddenly there was a line of longing to appear in his heart.

“Mama...” one word that just came out of Nara's mouth.

“You missed your mama son?” ask Mommy.

Nara shed tears. What Nada said made her sad. For some reason, Nara feels familiar with Nada, but Nara does not remember who she is. Nara thought and kept thinking but nothing appeared in her memory. His eyes were staring at the television, but none of them caught his eyes or ears. His mind continued to revolve on his Tone and words.

“Nara, are you okay?” a soft hand touched her, bringing Nara back to earth. Returnees

on the ice Charamel Machiato in his hand.

“Nara, what do you feel and think? You know Nada?” said the woman who inexplicably wanted her to call Mother.

“Entai Mommy, look at him I like to know him very well but I don't know,” said Nara.

“Ehm, it was Nada that was viral because it attacked the artist named July was not it?”

“Yes, he's not actually a poor man. But he was always insulted and harassed for being fat and black. In fact, he is often called an elephant. “ sounds on the left right of Nara that makes Nara re-woven. Viral's? The tone? July? An elephant?

The Makeover show again featured Nada being mistreated by her family, made a maid, laughed at and left behind by her husband's work abroad. Nara saw that it hurt her heart. It felt as if it was found by an invisible hand. His head was like being hit by a sledgehammer. Nara shakes her head. His hands clenched tightly. Cold sweat pours out at the temples, nape even all over

his body.

“Nara,” said Mommy while re-gagging Nara's hand.

“Eh, sorry Mother, ouch, Nara's head is dizzy,” Nara said as she held her head.

“Quiet Nara, Breathe in.. Exhaust... Breathe out... exhale... continue so yes son,” said Mommy while calling chacha. With a movement of her hand she asked for something from Chacha, but her eyes still looked at Nara.

"Concentration dear, look Mother, keep breathing.” said Mother gently but deeply.  His eyes remained focused on the beautiful girl.

“Mother, here's the sweet tea,” said Chacha who came with two cups of tea. Mother smiled and said thanks with the movement of her mouth.

“Drink the tea son. Calm your heart and mind. Whatever happened to you or Nada, it has to happen. Just how you react to it. If you are in a state of confusion, remember that being yourself is best. Don't think too much about the bad things other people do, until you forget to be good. No matter what happens, be a good person like you. Mother just reminded, do not trust too much in others. Positive thinking, Not prejudiced bad it should be, but that does not mean you are not vigilant and become stupid,”

mother said softly while releasing Nara's hand. He took his tea cup

and sip slowly. Nara followed what Mother was doing while thinking.

“I don't understand what Mother means?” said Nara.

“Sometimes Love must be preserved. But if there is too much evil that it causes until you forget to love yourself, he is no longer love, but poison. Unleash it. You asked for a ramal, right? Be careful of people who look good to you. There are too many people like that around you. If you manage to see and put everything in his appearance, then you will find your true love,” said Mother while cleaning her bag. He called Chacha who then came carrying a piece of bill paper.

“Already included tea just now, right Cha?” tannya

“Already mother, sister Nara has paid Charamel Machiatonya also kok,” said Chacha.

“Alright Nara, Mommy should go home. This is to pay for the forecast yes,” said Mommy while taking 2000 money from the pile of money that Nara had placed in front of him. The rest of the money on the table and then put it in Nara's bag. He slowly rubbed the tip of Nara's head while smiling.

A cold stream flowing from the Mother Elukan into Nara made the girl seem conscious. He stood up and kissed the tip of the hand of the woman he had just met. All of the woman's words echoed in her head. All remembered. Nara felt, that was it and the story of Nada that became the contents of her head now. Nara again tried to remember Nada and her story, her words, her face. He immediately frowned loudly and held

his chest is painful. Pain that is so familiar at once foreign. His head drifted slightly and his legs felt limp. His breath felt tight and his face paled. Nara decided to sit on a pedestrian bench, calming herself down.