The Magic Face Brush
Meisie's suspicions

In a VIP room at a resto, Sharon and Elo, sat facing each other between the round tables. Sharon, looking happy because tonight Elo, accompanied her to dinner.

Elo's expression, looks flat and mediocre. If it wasn't for Elo's father, he wouldn't want to see Sharon. After going out to dinner Elo, and Sharon, continue on the journey. Elo, accompanies Sharon, to the boutique, to see the dress she will wear on her fiance's day.

Sharon, so enthusiastic about choosing some dresses that will be worn later, ordered the most expensive dress in the boutique.

"Darling, does this suit me? Do you think this is good?" Instead of answering Elo, turning his eyeballs lazily, and then refocusing on his phone made Sharon, annoyed and ridiculed by the boutique waiters who laughed at him.

"Remain you laugh, quickly get me my dress." Sharon said sniffly. The boutique waiter stepped away in a whisper.

"That's her future husband or not! Time, really cute as a wife-to-be there is no romantic." Whisper the boutique waiters.

"Elo, you've humiliated me, just look you'll be crazy about me." Sharon said.

****

Elsewhere Meisie, just returning home from work suddenly at the end of Marchelio street, comes to see him. I don't know where Marchelio's from, he knows his home address. Meisie, too, greeted him with pleasure.

"Elo,"

"Hay, Mey?" greet Marchelio.

"What are you doing here?" ask Meisie.

"Waiting for you" said Marchelio.

"Where do you know my house?"

"I, of course, from childhood, do we meet often, I also often visit your house, right!" marchelio's words left Meisie confused.

"Why is Elo, talking like that? Didn't we just meet in the park all this time, Elo, don't know where my house is, and my house wasn't here. It's so weird." Inner Meisie.

"Come, I'll take you home" Marchelio asked.

"Elo, why did you leave me then?" meisie asked, as she walked through the narrow alleys towards her house.

"That time, I have to go." replied Marchelio who originally spoke.

"You, go with your father?"

"Yes, I went with my father, because my father had to work out of town, I'm sorry I didn't tell you that time" said Marchelio, who made up the story, but it made sense to Meisie, because Elo, indeed went with her father.

"It's here" said Mesisie, as he arrived in front of his house. "Thank you for driving me" Meisie continued.

"Mey, is there time tomorrow?" Tanya Marchelio, whose hands began to explore Meisie's body, boldly touching both of her shoulders, made Mey, feeling uneasy.

"What's wrong?" mey asked, lowering Marchelio's hand from his shoulder.

"I, want to take you down the road how do you want to? I'll pick you up later."

"Ehm .. I have to ask my grandmother for permission first,"

"Oh, just this once. long time ago we didn't meet, let's just say it's a celebration of our meeting after all this time."

"Well," Meisie replied, though her heart was doubtful. Marchelio, drawing closer to Mey's face, began to play mischievous hands, touching her hands gently, over her shoulders, neck and face.

Meisie, once carried away, but finally Meisie, also realized when Marchelio, began to approach, his lips to the lips ranumnya, lucky Meisie, immediately pushed Marchelio's body, before the kiss landed on his lips.

"Elo, don't be like this. I'm not comfortable. Sorry, I have to go in now." Said Meisie, who immediately ran into her house.

Meisie, run inside her room with a loud breath. Meisie, sitting on her bed neutralizing her heartbeat.

"Why do I feel uncomfortable with Elo's behavior, it used to be Elo, it's not like that." Meisie asked, inwardly.

Meow, meow, meow,

Suddenly Pusy, approaching Meisie, Pusy, plays spoiled under his lap. "Pusy, aren't you asleep? What, are you hungry? Wait a minute, I have food for you" said Meisie, who took something from her bag, but Meisie dropped her face brush.

Meisie, took the face brush and then she remembered her old face, her bad face because of the codet wound on her face. Meisie, recalling her encounter with Elo, why Elo, believing her when Meisie, said that she was her best friend, and Elo, who was her best friend, who used to recognize her because of her codet wound was not because of her now beautiful face.

"Why Elo, not surprised at the sight of my face, doesn't he know my old face." Meisie muttered.

"It's very strange. I have to find out if he's Elo, me or not."

****

Meisie, waiting for Marchelio, in front of the factory where he works. Meisie, still hesitant with Marchelio, wants to ask about his past. After a long wait at last Marchelio, came he got off his sports car, walked over to Meisie.

"Mey, has it been a long time? Let's go now." Marchelio.

"Elo, I want to ask you something,"

"Later, just in the car come on." Take Marchelio, while pulling Meisie's hand, to get in her car.

"Why does he look like this? It could be ashamed of me in the presence of the children, "inner Marchel, who saw Meisie's clothes, from top to bottom because of Meisie, was wearing only her t-shirt and jeans. Marchel intends to bring Meisie, a boutique and salon to dress her up.

"Mey, sorry I didn't tell you that we were going to my friend's party, so .. I don't think your outfit fits" said Marchelio, who glanced at Meisie.

"Then, I'm not going along, that's okay" Meisie said.

"No, we go on. About the clothes I'll buy her,"

"No need," Meisie refused.

"It's okay" said Marchelio, who drove his car. Meisie, the more uncomfortable Marchelio is, as if forcing himself.

Not long after the car they were riding stopped at a boutique, Marchel, immediately took Meisie, down and into a boutique. After a while Meisie, and Marchel, came out of the boutique. Meisie, uncomfortable with her dress, Meisie, kept pulling the bottom of the dress that only covered her knees, and Meisie, also kept pulling the sleeves of her dress, which she thought was a little short. Because Meisie, it's not unusual to dress like this.

"Elo, I'm not comfortable with these clothes." Said Meisie who kept pulling down her dress.

"You look so pretty, come on."

"Am I pretty too?"

"Yes, sure. You are so beautiful your face is like an angel, from childhood I have fallen in love with you."

"I'm beautiful! When I was a kid, my face was so ugly, everyone even stayed away from me."

"For me you are very beautiful, when you are ugly, from the first your face is very smooth" Marchel said, making Meisie, convinced that the man in front of her is not Elo, but someone else.

"Come, let's go now" Marchel, who was embracing Meisie, but Meisie, let go of her arms.

"Take it off" ketus Meisie. "You, not Elo, you're not my little friend,"

"What do you say I'm your friend, your little friend,"

"Don't touch me" Meisie snapped, after pushing Marchel's body, making Marchel, angry and looking at her sharply.