The next days
W&M Building Studio Photo Shoot.
This 10 floor building is a building with a boutique and a photo shoot studio. Located in the city center, although this building and studio is new, its existence is unquestionable.
The name skyrocketed not only because of the owner's name, but also because her works always meet expectations.
W&M Building stands for Wardhana and Modnoe.
Who doesn't know, then please dive in and ask Google then there will be hundreds or even thousands of searches posted.
Busyness is evident when the crew as well as models are doing their jobs.
The flash of the camera flash does not stop, as a model poses with the direction of a professional photographer.
"Yes! Please put your hands on your hips, lean your hips more. Yes, like that!"
Snap! Snap!
"Yes, good!"
While the photographer was with his direction, a young woman watched, occasionally thinking about what other concepts she would pour on the scribbles in her hands.
Someone who was thinking that bit the pencil with her manicured white teeth, then scratched it and then erased it over and over.
From a distance she heard a voice calling her name, then she turned her head and found the assistant who saw her with a sparkling gaze.
"Miss Queeneira! Someone is looking for you, waiting in the waiting room."
"Okay, thank you!"
Storing the tools that she had used earlier, the woman–Queeneira stood up from her seat, carrying a bag containing her workers' supporting items in her hand.
Queeneira Wardhana is 26 years old. Young, charismatic, beautiful in all her charms.
At the age of 26, she was able to build her own business, thanks to her hard work and persistence.
This young woman from Wardhana graduated from a well-known university, majoring in fashion design strata 1 (S1) and also majored in business management for 4 years.
The body goals that men dream of and make women envious are wrapped in a sleeveless white dress.
The walk with an upright face, also feet wearing high heels, stepped with a firm beat and occasionally she would answer every greeting she received.
"Good afternoon, Miss Queeneira!"
"Good afternoon, everyone. Good job!"
She didn't just return greetings, she always said encouraging words so that she was not only a respected leader, but also liked by her subordinates.
She still heard murmurs filled with praise of how beautiful and perfect she was, until she disappeared around the corner into the waiting room.
Arriving in front of the room where guests used to wait, Queeneira opened the door with a single push and the next thing she saw was empty.
"No one here, did I mishear the room." Queeneira thought confused.
Out of curiosity she went deeper into the room and closed the door without knowing if someone saw her from behind with sharp eyes, deliberately hiding themselves.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Queeneira felt strange about the room she was currently in, even though there was no one, but why did she feel like she was being watched from behind.
In her heart he promised to scold people who often bullied him, if it was true when she was being bullied again.
Meanwhile, someone just watched in silence, complete with a cold expression.
"Okay, I think this is too late," Queeneira thought in annoyance.
She also sighed, then turned her body to prepare to utter her swear words, but unfortunately had to be swallowed again when she saw the appearance of someone, who was staring straight at her without expression.
The look in the eyes is different from the same person, the cold eyes in the past always saw her warm.
Those eyes that she had not seen in ten years.
A face with a firm jawline, more mature than ten years ago.
Faces with mature lines that look more real.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
"No, no way," Queeneira mumbled, looking at the person in disbelief.
"Long time no see, my Queene," someone said, looking at Queeneira still coldly.
Moments earlier ....
The private jet carrying the owner of the plane finally landed at the international airport of S city.
Descending followed by his right hand, a male person turned his head back, then looked straight ahead again.
"Make sure no one knows our arrival, Aksa," someone muttered, with Aksa nodding understandingly.
"Sure, young master," said Aksa, following in the footsteps of the Master, his boss whom he had followed for 8 years, since he was still in school.
The two of them walked towards the arrival gate, with several guards accompanying them, remembering that the one currently walking by was an important person, with all his power.
A car with a well-known brand, also at an unquestionable price, was parked neatly in the airport parking lot.
Not one car, but two cars with other cars, the latest sports types were also parked.
The person stopped his steps, faced Aksa the right-hand man, then looked around him with sharp eyes without a word, but enough to make the guards frown in fear.
"You go straight to Wijaya's office, meet Big Master and say, if I have business for a moment," said someone flatly.
"But Boss-
"Hn. I'm leaving," interrupted someone who didn't care, then turned his body towards a silver colored car with a blue list.
That person gave a code to a bodyguard who held the key, who understood and immediately gave the key to his employer.
"Mr. Gavriel!"
"Hn "
"Sir, are you going there?" asked Aksa to her boss__Gavriel Wijaya, who just smiled crookedly without answering and entered the car without saying much.
Vroom!
And then left Aksa who could only sigh tiredly.
Not to mention that whatever desire must be obtained, Aksa knows that this is a way of diverting her boss from being bored with the world. Not to mention because it has taken too long and the boss has struggled a lot, to be able to achieve success at this time.
"What should you answer if the big master asks, which he also did not answer. Ah! You boss bastard," Aksa mumbled annoyed, before he got into his own pick-up car, headed for the Wijaya company building, and then returned to his own residence.
Gavriel, who was currently driving his car, stared straight at the road.
Meanwhile This expression to his interlocutor, admiring the city of his birth has changed a lot.
Lots of new buildings have been built, replacing old ones, when he remembers that before his departure he had not seen the building.
Turning on the GPS on his cellphone, Gavriel said the address of the studio building someone's property and was immediately shown by the automatic Google map machine, which was currently giving directions.
"I'm back, Queeneira" Gavriel murmured happily.
So here it is Gavriel, in front of a young beautiful woman, his best friend, love doesn't reach him, who looks at him with widened eyes.
Looks like he's shocked when he sees it, comes without news and suddenly in the room, and with an innocent face greeting casually when he rarely gave news before.
"Who are you?" asked Queeneira with a feigned face.
Gavriel looked at the woman in front of him with a raised eyebrow, not to mention the crooked smile that had recently become his mainstay.
A smile that, if seen, will make women out there willing to open their thighs and whine at him.
But unfortunately, his crooked smile will only come out for fun things for him, well ... An example is when witnessing for yourself, how the woman in front of him is currently pretending to forget him.
Just as Gavriel was about to reply, a vibration in his trouser pocket made him stop and he immediately checked his cellphone, watching with cursed lips when he saw the name of the sender of the message.
"Damn it! Just bother."
Then without much to say left Queeneira, who just looked at him in disbelief.
"He's Gavriel, isn't he," Queeneira thought in disbelief.