Holy Marriage
Sellers Girls?
Alan was a little clumsy as two women who had just changed clothes in the next curtain flashed and looked at Alan in wonder. The two girls must have been wondering, what was he doing there?
Alan walked out. Waiting behind closed doors. He looked up as Anna stood by his side. At first glance he stared at the dress that adheres beautifully on the girl's tiny body, perfect. It's not wrong that he chose that size for Anna.
Afterwards Alan took Anna to the salon. Alan asked Anna to be self-contained until the effect seemed more mature. Not to forget, Alan also replaced Anna's shoes with high heel sandals so that Anna's much shorter body could compensate for Alan's height.
“I was made like this not because I want to be sent to Om-om, right?” anna asked Alan to smile.
Actually Alan almost praised the beauty of Anna who now stands before him with an appearance like being transformed into a universal queen, but Anna's question makes Alan can only smile and forget the words he was supposed to say.
The firmly tanned lines look stunningly decorated Anna Eyebrows, around her eyes are also dgais using eye liner, her eyelids are pink, in line with the cheeks, her lipsticks are slightly red. Perfect, Anna looks a little more mature with her makeup now.
Anna was stunned staring at the smile that was engraved on Alan's face, the first time she saw that smile, usually Alan's face was tense mulu. The man looked more handsome when he smiled.
“Do I look like a seller girl?” alan asked as he approached Anna who was standing by the car. “I'm public figure, don't forget it.”
Anna laughed amusedly. Why did this question cross his head?
“Come, login!”
Again, Alan opened the car door for Anna. Anna was often proud whenever Alan treated her that way. Anna immediately obeyed the order to get into the car. He bit his lower lip when he realized he had not done one routine activity, selpi. Why didn't he go back before he left the salon?
Czechoslovak. Czechoslovak. With various styles, Anna snapped her face. Suddenly his eyes widened when he saw Alan's face was already behind him through the camera of his cellphone. The man looked at Anna. I don't know when Alan's been sitting there. Accidentally Anna's thumb touching the middle button makes the camera again capture the scene in front of the camera.
With a stiff movement, Anna lowered the phone and put it back in the bag.
Alan did not comment on Anna's behavior. He runs the car and lets Anna feel nervous herself.
Along the way, the two were silent. Only the subtle sound of the car engine was heard.
“We will be in a party. Keep attitude! Finish with feminine and graceful,” Alan said after a long pause.
“What does that mean?”
“Don't laugh, don't eat with your mouth wide, polite speech. Don't act like shit. Just follow me, smile a lot, and talk as necessary! Understand?” alan said as the car pulled up in front of a multi-storey building.
Anna nodded despite not knowing what was going to happen. He now feels like a puppet that must be obeyed by the control of the owner.
“Common. We're late long enough. Leave your bag in the car, don't carry it!”
TB