Tone of Nara
Chapter 21. She's a Great Woman (Part 3)
As I said before, imaging and making Nara the physical she is now, into a super model is not difficult. Beauty, sexiness, intelligent brain, good attitude, and easy to make people fall in love with him are the greatness of this woman of my creation. Quickly and without a hitch, Nara's name shot in the world of models and entertainment. This girl is hardworking and not easily tired. Any work that is given, done and completed well without much difficulty. Maybe at first it was a bit awkward, but he was very easy to direct and willing to cooperate. Everyone who has been involved with it has loved it. All the shows he brought, FTV he starred until the podcast he made was immediately booming and talked about by many people.
I also continue to launch image PR programs and social media framing for Nara. This makes Nara became the lips of Indonesian netizens. As a result, me and the management began to get flooded with calls and questions from netizens. Even better, some companies that want Nara to model their products start contacting you. Including companies that are LC clients. Of course I have conducted a survey of what companies are under LC, and will be a priority. As long as it requires me and Nara to go to the LC building and under the auspices of LC, no matter the face value, we will follow up.
Until one day, Nara and I came to the magnificent building belonging to the Aerospace family, where the LC office is located. Nara who is usually simple and does not like to dress up for a long time, this morning is the first time to make me wait.
“Nara, ready?” I shouted impatiently. I've been ready since, just put on my shoes, while Nara hasn't come out of her room yet. This is just an initial meeting with the LC. Although there is a possibility that the party using the model is also there. I don't think it needs to be too official. I myself only wore plain black t-shirts lined with long-sleeved shirts that I rolled up to the elbow, combined with black jeans and metallic black sneakers. Because Jakarta is quite hot, I decided to use a baseball cap with NY writing. I, as a manager, don't really set Nara's dress. Usually enough to be able to put yourself, according to places and events. Nara knows that this is a casual meeting, not an official one. That's why I was quite surprised by how long Nara was in the room to dress up.
I heard the door open. My gaze reflexively looked towards the origin of the sound and I was stunned. Nara came out of the room in a knee-length chiffon dress that fit the body, peach-colored with sweet blue and yellow flowers. He wore flatshoes on his beautiful white foot. The straight shoulder-length hair he tied into one with pearl clasps. His perfectly symmetrical face was adorned with natural makeup, giving a simple, sweet yet dazzling effect. My heart immediately jumped to want to come out and galloped erratically. This insolent heart is my heart. Why would he react this way? This reaction should be for my girl not for Nara. But I also can't control it. All of my heart-felt feelings and behaviors are out of my control, even though I don't want to betray my first love.
I immediately came to my senses with my ridiculous behavior, as the iron clink sounded. Fortunately Nara was unaware of what had happened just now.
“I'm why? Why is my heart pounding seeing Nara? No, this rebar is just for my girl. Can't be for the others. Nara is just a girl I created,” I muttered slowly trying to control myself.
“What M? what did you say? Sorry I didn't hear,” said Nada while looking at me. Aish, he heard my mumbling. It was fortunate that our distance was far enough that Nara could not hear what I said clearly. If he hears, then the world will be a mess.
“Ah, nothing. Come on, we'll be late,” I said pretending to be upset, trying to cover up nervousness. I thought I was just having a monologue in my heart, it escaped my lips.
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I saw, since entering the Aerospace building, Nara was already agitated. His eyes always looked at everything he encountered. I know, he was expecting to meet with Pradipta. I knew she hoped she would get her husband back, with the beauty she has today. I know, she's hoping to tease Pradipta if she meets him, until he gets back to her. They haven't really
divorced. That belief is what makes Nara so excited.
the meeting on the 7th floor of the CEO's room and ranks on the 25th floor.
“Nara, why sad? Are you unhappy with today's work?” much
“Happy M,” said flat.
“Then why are you still sad? Nevermind! Let's celebrate today with a cup of coffee and one or two pastries,”. Tone directly agrees. We chose a coffee outlet that is quite famous in the area of the Dirgantara building loby. This store is famous all over the world. After ordering coffee, we finally sat down in the outermost seat. This chair is not comfortable enough for me. We are like the barrier of this booth with loby The passerby can see us, and on the contrary, we can observe and listen to the people in the loby. I looked at the woman's face in front of me. I could not bear and was angry to see that he still expected Pradipta like this.
“That's it, don't be disappointed, Nara. There will be a time when you will meet him. If not, we'll meet him officially. We can meet them at official company events. That's why we have to get the main contract at LC. If you look at what they say, your chances of getting up are huge,” I said trying to break your heart.
“Huft, I'm a caterpillar, use all leaves,” said Nara as she puffed her cheeks. His eyes blinked funny and his cheeks met red. This was Nara's natural reaction since she was Nada. Her cheeks always turned pink and adorable as she inflated them like that. The Nada feature that still exists in Nara is the way of drinking it. He always drank neatly, holding the cup with his thumb, middle finger and ring finger, while the index and pinky fingers came out. Imagine the position of the Javanese dancer ngithing, like that is the way Nada and Nara hold the glass. I was fascinated again. Anxious wants to hold girls
in front of me, kissing her cheek and--. STOP MAHARDIKA! What are you doing Mahardika! Remember, your heart is only for your girl. You are obsessed with your work. I went back to monologuing in my heart.
“What? What M? I didn't clearly hear you. Why are you mumbling?” nara said, closing her ear to me My heart jumped for two reasons. First, because it realizes the monologue in my heart
coming back recklessly escaping from the lips and being heard by Nara, the second was the smell of this girl's natural scent like a refreshing baby coming into my sense of smell, because it was so close to me. This smell always makes my heart break fast. I've never had this smell on the women I met. The women had the same factory-made fragrance on each other, nothing special. But not with the smell of Nara. The smell of cash, soothing and making kangen. I hit my own jidat, expel the strange thoughts that have recently appeared. STOP MAHARDIKA!
STOP OUT!