
Thursdays
Zara came to Andrea's house this morning on Thursday. The schedule is how to walk by using high heels without falling while repeating the previous lesson. Andrea greeted Zara with a big smile and invited the girl into her house.
"Because we're starting a manner lesson in walking..." Andrea has prepared seven-cent high heels shoes that will be worn by Zara. The girl was wearing Christian Louboutin brand shoes and felt like Cinderella could wear the famous shoes with no fatigue if she wore them.
And that morning, Zara learned to walk in a variety of party dresses both short and long. By noon, Andrea had prepared a fine-dining lunch menu to test whether Zara could do well.
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Friday Night at the residence of Zara and her grandmother
"Zara, you've been anywhere these few days ... Martina said you had three days off. What are you doing? Grandma doesn't want you weird ..." Say it to her grandmother while preparing dinner. And as usual, Zara came home by eight o'clock.
"Zara's got Nek's side job. Helping a transfer woman. The pay is good, so Zara can bring grandma washing blood..." Zara replied with a slight feeling of guilt for lying to her grandmother.
"Why are you helping?" Ask grandma Aisyah.
"The woman was a widow Nek. And he's more comfortable if that helps a woman too ... Helps to organize the house. She saw Zara arranging things so she asked Zara for help..." Zara answered, trying as she could to tell her grandmother. "Kan grandma knows rich people like weird especially in Jakarta..."
"Yes anyway. Maybe he was afraid that the same foreign men in the house and there was slander ... "
Zara nodded. "Oh grandma, tomorrow Zara ask permission yes to leave from the morning. Ms. Andrea, the owner of the house will be holding a thanksgiving event to enter the new house but the night so that the neighbors can come and Zara will help him..."
Her grandmother looked at Zara's attention. "Homeone?"
"The Blue Bird taxi as usual Ms. Andrea ordered me to go home..." Answer Zara.
Grandma nodded. " Be careful. The house where's Zara?"
Zara mentions a housing complex that belongs to the elite.
"Oh not too far, Zara. Grandma believes in you, Zara. Grandma's only one message, be careful."
"Good grandma."
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On Saturday.
Zara has arrived at Andrea's house. According to the plan, Pramudya would pick himself up from the woman's house and set off for the party. Andrea once again coached Zara especially increasing her confidence which was already getting honed.
By late afternoon, Zara had already taken a bath at Andrea's house and was preparing for a party. Pramudya has sent a red dress complete with Swarovski there and Zara knows it must be expensive, which she unexpectedly fits perfectly on her body.
"Oh my goodness, Zara... You're completely different..." Praise Andrea while styling the girl's thick hair. "The make-up will not be thick but just emphasize your beautiful eyes. Duh Pramudya if you see it must be pangling..."
Zara did not expect that when everything was ready, she did not know the girl standing in front of the big mirror. "Oh Allah, Andrea... This who?" Zara's Brief.
"That's you, Zara Aulia... It turns out that you are very beautiful but hidden from your simple appearance... Geez Zara, I'm like a mother who's gonna take her son to prom night...."
The sound of Andrea's doorbell rang and the woman rushed out and came with Pramudya who was wearing a suit complete with tuxedo.
"Where's Zara, Andrea?" Ask Pramudya.
"You wouldn't have expected that this was the same girl... Zaraa..." Call Andrea and Zara comes out soon.
"Dance..." Whisper Pramudya with a tone of admiration there.
"Any bad guy, Pramudya?" Ask Zara shyly.
"No... It's so spectacular ! Andrea, good job !" Pramudya Puji.
"I'm just highlighting his assets, Pram but the real Zara is already good..." Andrea Smile. "Have fun you two."
Pramudya stretched out her arms and Zara embraced her with a little awkwardness. "Don't forget... Call him Mas not sir !" Pramudya.
"I.iya sir... uh mas" replied Zara nervously.
Both of them say goodbye to Andrea and get into the Range Rover Pramudya car. Genta and his driver Ilham seemed amazed to see Zara.
"Wow !" Genta's words made Pramudya look and Zara's face reddened.
"Have, we walk Ham" Pramudya orders to Ilham.
"Good sir..."
The Range Rover also walked towards the location of the party.
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Tamara Party Place
A tall beautiful girl wearing a golden dress with a sprinkling of Swarovski in it, seemed to welcome her guests with a flexible style but everyone knew of the arrogance there. As the only daughter of one of the conglomerates in Indonesia, Tamara is used to getting what she wants including men. But only Pramudya Hadiyanto could not be conquered.
This time the party, Tamara had planned to ask Pramudya to be her lover and she had prepared everything so that Pramudya could not refuse. Tamara saw the god Hadiyanto and his fiancee Alina coming and approached the couple.
"Mas Gods... How are you ?" Sapa Tamara while kissing the cheek of God without caring for Alina who is in the arms of God.
"good. Oh Alina this is Tamara..."
"The pirudya hasn't come yet?" Cut Tamara while not glancing at Alina at all upset the girl but the God tightened his embrace.
"Not come at least. Yuk Al, let's take a look at a much more adorable place than an impolite host" the god quipped as he left the indifferent Tamara.
Before long Tamara's eyes saw the car she knew stopped at the main door and the girl was about to approach to see Genta coming down to open the car door. Pramudya went down but the man turned around and held a feminine hand. Tamara is surprised to see Pramudya is not alone and there is a beautiful girl with her.
Tamara's heart grew hotter seeing how Pramudya smiled gently towards the girl who was embracing her affectionate arms. They soon met.
"Who is this girl !" Snap Tamara.
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