Heart Words.
Chapter 11's

Kana is attached to an electric pole in front of a two-story building, which is currently forcing Arif to re-enter the salon. So, Kana and Arif have entered the prestigious A-accredited salon, to provide a change in appearance to Kana, starting from haircuts and makeup that will be taught by MUA for free, he said, how to wear soft lense styles, to walk with high heels. But, once Kana sees the total cost that Arif will spend for her, it is enough to make Kana think will sell the kidney alone rather than having to make Arif pay for it.

"Come, Kana." Arif took with him very patiently, while pulling Kana's hand without hurting the woman.

"No need to ah, Doc. Expensive change! The shampooing period is until hundreds of thousands of so." Complain Kana. "For this one, I did it myself. Later I shampoo myself in kosan, learn to use make up from yusub, the same way exercise use engrang so that it is higher than high heels."

"No way, no way, we've got here, Kana" said Arif.

"But it's too expensive, Doc."

"Kan, I pay." said Arif, still trying to be patient.

"In fact, I'm getting bad with the doctor, my face care costs until I've paid the doctor all that pay" said Kana. "Search another salon, Doc? The abis shampooing his head doesn't need to be used in an astronaut's helmet."

Arif understands Kana's anxiety, but Arif also does not want the mission they have agreed to fail just because Kana's performance is less supportive.

"Well, where do you have salon recommendations? We'll just go there."

"What's right, Doc?" Kana's expression was no longer as frightened as before.

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Arif had to sit uncomfortable in a small salon that visitors and workers were not constantly trying to attract the attention of the young doctor. Various treats are given to Arif, from fried beans that are burnt to fried tempeh whose flour dough is no longer criuk-kriuk.

"Dicipin. Mas." said the owner of the salon with spoiled flirtatious he made a sound.

Arif just nodded his head in silence, and smiled wryly, but out of respect, Arif just sipped a glass, the safest treat for his digestion.

"Who's Kana's mom? A boyfriend?" asked the woman again, touching her hair roller that rolled up the front of her bangs.

"No, Auntie." Kana answered quickly. "This doctor is my employer." Kana plainly gave a brief explanation.

"Employer? Oh, you said the guy was handsome but that single?" aunt Senni made sure.

Gluey!

Arif instantly cast a sinister gaze through the mirror in front of Kana.

"Eh.. ehehehe, did I ever say that, huh, Tan?" kana said to be awkward.

"But if Mas Doctor is single, I am here a widow. Widow of seven forms." Aunt Senni blinked one eye so flirtatiously that Arif had to read the holy verses in his heart. "You know, we're asking for a phone number, how do you know a mate, huh, no?"

Arif immediately got up from his waiting chair, instinctively saving himself ordered for him to wait for Kana outside or would be a Aunt's meal longing for caresses.

"I'm waiting for you in the car" Arif told Kana in a flat and cold tone, then darted out of the Aunty Senni salon staring sadly as well as heartbroken at Arif's back further away.

Almost two hours Arif waited until he felt sleepy and overslept, until someone knocked the window glass and immediately made Arif almost step on the gas pedal so shocked.

"Open the door, Doc" said the strange-looking woman in front of him.

Instead of opening the door, Arif even lowered the window glass half.

"Who are you?" ask Arif.

"Huh? Me who? I'm Kana, lah. Although many also say I look like Chelsea Islan." Chortled.

Arif blinked both eyes, from his voice, Arif was sure it was Kana, but.

"You sure, you're Kana? You're not the wrong body, are you? Or is your soul a taper?"

"Huh? What the hell is a doctor." Grouse Kana. "It's me, Doc. Cana. Let's get the door open Doc, it's hot outside."

Finally, Arif opened the door and was afraid to be amazed by the work of anyone in the salon.

"Where's my haircut, Doc?"

"Your haircut is okay, but..."

"Why are you dressed like that ondel-ondel, anyway?"

"Ondel-ondel? Where are the ondel-ondels from? It's the rich vilar makeup."

"Viral." Arif.

"The idea is deliberately made thick gini so that it is like middle east makeup. Well this lipsticks gini red so sexy said Aunt Senni."

"Trus is the cheek like an abi ditabokin what shall it be?"

"Let's flirt, Doc. How the hell is that."

"Have you seen the results of her makeup bellows anyway?" ask Arif. Because even the strangest of humans knew that the makeup on Kana's face was simply not worth it.

"Not yet, said Aunt Senni to surprise."

Arif snorted, already guessing that Kana did not know what the women had done inside the salon earlier.

"You wait here, let me pay you in."

"No, Doc, I paid. It was the price of a friend with Aunt Senni. So, my money's enough."

Arif shook his head in disbelief with the innocence and innocence of his ART that is sometimes in space.

"Now, you see the results of her make up." Arif took out his phone, turned on his camera with the front camera display. At once Kana was screaming hysterically like seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

"That's who Doc is?" kana asked after throwing Arif's phone away with great reflexes, fortunately, Arif was deft enough to win the flat object.

After removing the perfunctory work of his employee Aunt Senni with wet wipes, Kana did not stop grumbling, he was going back into the salon and hold Aunt Senni and his men accountable. But, Arif was too reluctant to deal with that flirtatious widow. So, she chose a safe path to take Kana to another, more professional salon.

"Consider, and pay close attention also listen carefully when MUA teach you to wear makeup." Arif told Kana who finally complied and sat on one of the swivel chairs in front of the mirror.

The MUA who handled Kana was the kind of man Sis wanted to call. But, Kana is quite comfortable with the MUA which despite looking jutek but apparently very good to chat with.

Sis Jena, as soon as the MUA was called, asked Kana while cleaning Kana's face with makeup cleaning fluid, while cursing anyone who tarnished the MUA image by dressing Kana's face like a clown.

Kana also told her unlucky story that had to pay seventy thousand for shampooing and makeup that did not match expectations. Seventy thousand were able to eat three days and work.

"It's really evil, I want to pites aja" said Sis Jena until his lips so much so upset. "Quietly, Say, you'll make it over until your boyfriend is stunned, fascinated, enamored, melet-deh anyway."

"Huh? A boyfriend? Who?" kana asked confused.

"That's it, that guy. That handsome one."

"Oh, that's not my boyfriend, Sis. But my employer." answered Kana honestly without hesitation or inferior.

"Ah. seriously?" Sis Jena widened her eyes in disbelief.

"Be serious."

"Where is the employer financing his maid to make over. Except yeah, yeah...."

"Except what, Sis?"

"Unless your employer has a similar taste, Say."

Kana is only able to laugh at the utterance of Sis Jena, Imagining someone like Arif likes her is just like dreaming in broad daylight.

Doctor Arip couldn't have liked me. Must be the type of woman ideal Doctor Arif at least similar to Nikita Willy and highly educated.

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