Young Mom Charm
Trick result

Lusy is really trying to be a replacement model for the sake of some money sheet that will be obtained. Aided by a female crew directing the pose that must be done, Lusy can do it even though a little stiff.

“Good, I like it. Natural, perfect.” Albert continued to praise when Lusy was posing.

Several pictures of different poses have been taken, Lusy's task is finally completed and she changes clothes again.

“It's a fee for you,” Albert said as soon as Lusy came out of the dressing room.

Lusy receives the money, then sees how many fees he gets.

“This is very much,” said Lusy when he saw the red sheet of money in the brown envelope.

“That's nothing with your help saving my studio's good name,” Albert said.

It turns out that the Albert studio was specifically hired by one of the leading magazines to take pictures of fashion that was trending then published and reviewed in the magazine.

“Thank you,” said Lusy gratefully, even he hugged the envelope because at least he will have savings as long as Zayn has not worked.

Albert looked at Lusy who was so grateful and had to get the money, so he took a business card from his shirt pocket and gave it to Lusy.

“If you want to be my model again, just call me. Do not hesitate, I like your face and also your natural style,” said Albert while praising.

Lusy was actually reluctant to accept, but because he was afraid if he was said to be disrespectful, making Lusy finally willing to accept it.

He finally decided to go back to the boutique because there was still a lot of work.

“Impressive. He was so extraordinary, his aura was radiated greatly. Why is he just a lingerie?” Albert spoke while staring at Lusy who was leaving from there.

The crew in the room must have put their shoulders together because they didn't know.

**

Zayn had just finished with his work when the time had already shown at three in the afternoon. Tired, sweaty, and heavy now felt Zayn. He just felt how heavy the people from the lower classes who work alakadarnya, just to get a sheet of money to meet daily needs.

“This is your salary,” the middle-aged word that gave Zayn a job.

Zayn received one red note and two green notes, perhaps not worth his salary while working at his father's company, but at least the money was made from his labor.

“Thank you,” said Zayn gratefully without complaint.

“If you still want, tomorrow can come again here,” said the middle-aged man. He likes Zayn who is deft and does not complain when working, whereas if viewed, Zayn is more worthy of being an office worker.

“Good, thanks for the opportunity,” said Zayn then hurriedly put the money in his pants pocket.

Zayn took his coat, put it in his right hand and left the place. He checked the phone that had been abandoned because it had to work, seeing some missed calls from Lusy.

“He must be worried about me,” murmured Zayn.

Zayn hurriedly contacted Lusy again.

“Lu.”

“Zayn, where are you?” ask Lusy from across the call.

“Med on the way home,” replied Zayn. He walked towards the nearest bus stop.

“You've got a job?” ask Lusy.

“Already, at least can produce a little,” replied Zayn who was not directly honest if working as a pelvic coolie.

Zayn stopped his steps, he did not know how Lusy responded if he knew he was working such a shackle.

“Alright, I'll be home too. We meet at home, I'll make dinner all together before returning to the boutique.”

Zayn nodded even though Lusy was not looking. Until the call ended, Zayn stared at the phone where there was Lusy's name there. He held the phone tightly, the promise of happiness Lusy seemed to have to be pushed back because now he had to fight hard to make it happen.