My Lovely MUA
18.
“I am very happy that Briana will join William Entertainment again, unfortunately not as a talent. I hope that in the future Briana can join as a talent,” said director William Entertainment.
“Thank you, Sir Christian.” said Aisha thank you very much.
Moments later, Christian takes Briana to the make-up room of their models and talents. “Tomorrow, this is where you work, Briana. I hope you feel at home here.”
“Sure Sir, I will work better than in a few years ago.”
Christian shakes. “No, don't reveal that ridiculous event again.”
“Alright, then I say go home first, sir. Thank you very much.”
Christian escorts Aisha and Briana out of the office. From the opposite direction, Isyana came wearing sunglasses, long jeans, boots, and a snow-white shirt.
Dugm!
Briana's shoulder hit, Briana happened to walk beside Aisha.
“Sorry, I did not accidentally.” he said without waiting for a reply from the one hit he immediately walked quickly.
Christian's eyes narrowed to see Isyana's back that had quickly disappeared. “That girl is really!” Christian scowled his temple a little and smiled awkwardly in front of Aisha and Briana.
“Excuse me, yes Briana and Bu Aisha.”
Briana looked back, not that it was Isyana. But, Isyana should know Briana right ?
In one place, Isyana lowered her head until her hair covered part of her face. He was very embarrassed, and tried to cover up the tightness in his chest. He wanted to disappear with the wind if he could.
“Actually this is none of our business huh Isyana, but your friends are gossiping behind you. Management is at risk. I hope you can explain this sitting problem to your friends so that they are not disappointed.”
Which friends ? Does Isyana have friends ? Because of his haughty and arrogant nature, he was shunned by his fellow models. Yes, despite its popularity it is at number 2 after Adriella.
“Ba-good, Aunt.”
He then swung his footsteps towards the studio. The moment he entered, some people were highlighting Isyana who was already about to enter the studio. They gossiped and some laughed, laughing at her failed marriage plans. Grievous. His tears flowed behind his sunglasses.
As Isyana sat wearing her high heels, she found Adriella already standing in front of her. Staring hatefully.
“Congratulations for your failed marriage, Isyana.”
Adriella and her two friends managed to make Isyana mentally fall at that time. Isyana then looked up with a pair of puffy eyes staring at Adriella nanar. Then he watched the entire studio, his other friends also laughed at his failure. His hands scooped up his face that was already wet to snot mixed with tears.
Christian then shouted at the door. As they instantly remained silent. Throwing one another a glance, suddenly the director came to the studio.
“Everything please take care of your attitude to your own friends !”
Everyone stood there, silent. No exception Adriella. He looked down like he lost his nerve again.
Christian then approached Isyana who was still sobbing on a long bench in front of the glass. “Everything will be ok, Sya.” Christian said as he patted the fragile shoulder of Isyana.
“Thanks, Sir Christian.”
A beautiful smile was engraved from Briana's lips. Christian Ivander, a 35-year-old single man, has been passionate about Isyana since Isyana joined her agency a few years ago. Now, his heart cheered with joy when he heard the news that Isyana had failed to marry.
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A black sports car parked earlier in front of MUA Aisha's office. Starting in the morning and now it's noon. The car showed no movement at all. Elsa stood peeking out of the glass door of her office carefully. I don't see anyone's nose in it. Because the glass is so dark.
“Who's first ?” ask Aisha who was also peeping.
“Try mom tanyain.”
Aisha then opened her office door, and headed to the black car. Tapping the car peeked, and narrowing his eyes made sure someone was inside.
“There are people inside ?” aisha asked, tapping on the dark car glass.
The glass was then lowered, Aisha's pair of eyes then perfectly rounded. Nevan! The young man again. Nevan grinned and smiled perfectly while greeting Aisha. He opened the door and got out of his fancy car.
“Siang, Aunt.”
Aisha smiled forcedly. Behind her, Elsa screamed hysterically. “Ah, Om handsome that time yes, handsome many times over, Mistress!” elsa's cry grabbed Aisha's arm until her body swayed. Aisha then glanced and cleared her throat.
“Ah, ma-sorry, Mistress. I'm just shocked.”
Elsa turned her lips, then walked into the office.
“Log in first, Son Nevan.”
Take Aisha followed by Nevan's footsteps in the back. She was then invited to sit in the guest chair by Aisha.
“Sa, please make a drink for, Son Nevan.”
Elsa nodded. His eyes shifted and blinked at a glance and left.
“Basic !” cold murmured Aisha.
Nevan squeezed both his hands, nervous, tense, pounding mixed into one. His face lifted slightly his lips began to open slightly. “Sa-I'd like to apologize, Auntie. I thought, me and Briana—”
“No need, Son Nevan. Let Briana be free, for these 6 years, she has rediscovered her life. So, aunt please very well do not ...,”
Aisha paused a little of her speech. The water just escaped. Trying to toughen up, he rubbed the rough tears on his cheeks. “Never see him again.”
Nevan poked her lips, feeling the heat in her exploding chest. He himself was desperate, unable to forget Briana. Unable to erase the trace of Briana in his heart. Until he finally expelled the woman who wanted to change Briana's position in his heart. No one can occupy her heart but Briana. Regret it now, no use anymore.
“I'm sorry, Aunt.” Nevan said in a raucous voice.
Aisha herself was unable to bear her disappointment towards Nevan. In the past, when Briana decided to date Nevan alone Aisha's heart wanted to jump out of her chest. Where might Mecca approve, they are a respectable family. Then, Nevan ? The young man is still unstable. Its coldness is as big as the polar ice cubes. His nature is hard to guess. To the extent that Xaquil kicked Nevan out of school to form Nevan's character. In contrast to the nature of Vivian, and also her sister, Andreas. Nevan used to be cold, didn't say much. But look now, after 6 years kicked back by Xaquil to England, many changes in the nature of Nevan that makes Aisha shudder in horror. For example, now, regretting what he did to Briana. And more saying sorry.
“Nothing to regret. Briana will be going to Los Angeles soon anyway. Let him grow up first, son Nevan. Never try to derail his dream back,” Aisha's words are calm but piercing. Entering Nevan's heart.
Nevan swore in my heart. Briana's dream was even shattered in her own hands. Should he let Briana go back out of his grasp ? Is there any other way to keep him away ? Holding ? That would make Briana's family even more disappointed in Nevan.
Silent. Nevan is busy with her own thoughts.
“She's been shutting the door of her heart all this time, hasn't it been enough Nak Nevan to torture Briana back ?”
Question after question came out of the woman's lips. Lose mouth! Nevan is now different from the previous Nevan. He used to like to turn around Briana's talk. But now, he did not dwell when Aisha—Mother Briana— attacked him with piercing questions.
“I-it ....,” her voice stuck in the throat. Choking themselves. Imagine first, when Briana he tormented with all his foolish deeds.
“Better, Son Nevan home. I was afraid that Briana would hear this conversation. I also don't want my daughter to be sad when I see Nak Nevan here.”
Nevan closed her eyes for a moment. His brain feels empty. In fact, now he himself did not know what to do.
“Then, excuse me, Auntie. Sorry if this afternoon I interrupted.”
Nevan greets Aisha's hands politely, smiling bitterly. Just as she was saying goodbye, her footsteps were stifled as Briana's shadow bounced on the office glass door. Briana looked at the man standing still while looking at him from inside. Avoid too late.