
“Hey, Agatha. Tuh above there are several models that you can value to help Mami yuk?” Mami Tasha's welcome made me smile forcibly.
To be honest, it was really hard for me to go to Mami's boutique this afternoon. My mind's been too messed up because of Gara. I just want to rest at home. However, as a foster child it felt like I was very not myself. How can I relax while my parents seem busy working hard. At my age it is mandatory to return the favor of Papi and Mami.
“Oh yes, Mam. Let's go upstairs.” We both walked up the stairs.
Apparently inside there are ten models and Mami's assistant as well. I just came to give my opinion. My mom at home has often asked me to watch fashion shows.
“Mami is kangen with your sister, Tha.” Suddenly I was shocked to hear Mami's words. Because in my mind at this time even Gara still passed nonstop.
“Hah? Be patient, Mommy. Because I have to succeed in college.” my answer can only be short like that.
It's not just Mama who misses. I miss Gara too. I know the reason Mami said she missed of course because she remembered Gara who used to be her child model. In this room there are so many photos of Gara as a child until adolescence with poses like a male model.
I subconsciously smiled looking at the handsome photos that lived those memories. Inversely with the present. Because they rarely even want to be photographed. As a child, he loved photos.
“Let's help Mami adjust the same design of her body well?” I just nodded at Mami's orders.
Well, tomorrow Mami there will be a fashion show at the biggest mall in our city. Salut at the age of Mami who is no longer young at this time his spirit is still so great.
“Mam, it's like good wear this twotone color. Her face so contract with the color of this dress.” my suggestion.
One of the models that I don't think fits so well with a plain color. Mami approached for a moment she fell silent to my suggestion.
Seeing my advice fit, Mami smiled. “You're right, Honey. Very suitable. We continue the others well?” The work continued until seven p.m.
This time I sent a message to Papi to go home first. Mami even apologized to Papi for not being able to welcome him home.
“Aduh Papi you seem angry. Mami come home aja yah?” I let out a rough breath.
“Mam, Papi is not angry. Is this just a time of anger, right? Papi answered yes. Mami don't be afraid dong.” My persuasion didn't seem to go into Mami's head at all.
Mama still looks nervous. Really bucin couple. I shook my head and looked at Mami.
“Mami, this how about staying? Agatha did not understand about sequins and the others. They all told Mami to go home. No way if tomorrow morning.” said I pointed to a dress that is still lacking after we revised.
My face looks sad. I know Mami doesn't want to make Papi angry.
“Jesus Mami, even fashion shows like this are rarely held because they are busy with people's orders. Now it is precisely Mami wants to give up just because she is afraid Papi is angry.” I murmured in my heart.
“Tha, try to call Papi dehduin if he is not angry.” Finally I can only obediently contact Papi.
Several times the call was heard, Papi did not answer. My mom was getting nervous about going home.
“Say,”