"Viona, you're shooting a talk show today, right?" Angkasa asked as he entered the kitchen, his eyes alight with curiosity, taking in the sight of Viona engrossed in a culinary adventure.
Viona looked up from the bowl, her hands covered in a fine dusting of flour. Her brow furrowed with a sprinkle of confusion as she wiped her hands on her apron. "Yes?" Her response held a note of uncertainty, her mind still dancing with the recipe she was perfecting.
Angkasa leaned against the kitchen counter, a half-smile playing on his lips. "And you're still here?"
Viona's eyes widened in realization as she glanced at the clock on the wall. "Oh! I completely lost track of time." She hurriedly put down her mixing spoon and discarded her apron, her heart quickening with a sudden rush of adrenaline. "I have to get ready."
Angkasa nodded with a patient understanding that one could only expect from a close friend. "You'd better leave your culinary masterpiece to the chefs and make your way to the studio. I'll be your ride."
Viona's face lit up with excitement, and she couldn't help but flash Angkasa a grateful smile. "Thank you, Angkasa! I'll be ready in a jiffy."
With haste, she handed over her culinary project to the waiting chefs, leaving them instructions as she dashed to her room. In a whirlwind of activity, Viona transformed her appearance. She emerged wearing a stunning red midi dress that clung to her figure, accentuating her every curve. The fabric was soft and flowing, giving her a graceful and feminine look.
The red dress was a showstopper, embellished with captivating details such as delicate chest pleats and waistline ruching, adding depth and dimension to her elegant ensemble. To complete her look, Viona chose a pair of black high-heeled shoes that oozed sophistication. Her hair cascaded down her back, elegantly framing her face while maintaining a hint of casual charm.
As for accessories, Viona adorned herself with simple yet tasteful silver earrings and a matching bracelet. Her makeup was the finishing touch to her overall ensemble, featuring a soft, rosy lip color and a natural eye look that emphasized the beauty of her eyes.
When Viona finally emerged, she looked like a vision of grace and beauty. Her striking red dress exuded confidence, and Viona herself radiated enthusiasm and warmth. She was ready to dazzle the talk show audience with her culinary expertise and charm.
Angkasa's eyebrows playfully danced, and he whistled in good-natured teasing. "You look absolutely stunning, Viona, even more so than Seira," he remarked, his tone light and complimentary.
Viona responded with a humble smile, "Well, Seira and I have different styles, but thank you."
This exchange earned a chuckle from Angkasa as he held open the car door. "Now, let's not keep your audience waiting any longer, shall we?"
Both of them entered the car and were soon en route to the talk show studio. Inside the car, Viona couldn't conceal her excitement. She was bubbling with eagerness to share her experiences and captivating stories with the audience.
After some time, they arrived at the studio. Viona stepped out of the car, her eyes shimmering with anticipation, and Angkasa followed suit. As they entered the studio, they were greeted by Om Gorge and the production crew, who had been eagerly awaiting their arrival.
The host and his team extended a warm welcome to Viona. They provided her with a thorough rundown of how the show would unfold and were meticulous in their preparations, even though Viona's prior experience made it almost unnecessary.
"Okay, just as a reminder, I won't pry too deeply into your personal life, but I'll certainly touch on it," Om Gorge stated, a hint of firmness in his demeanor.
Viona nodded in agreement, signifying her understanding of the ground rules.
"Hold on, I'm quite sure I mentioned that you should wear casual clothing and avoid makeup, as we have those facilities here," Gorge remarked, a few seconds later, upon noticing Viona's attire.
Viona shrugged nonchalantly, "I had this outfit lying around at home, so I thought, why not?"
"You're fortunate because our sponsor is associated with this brand. So, there's no need to ask you to change," Om Gorge said, his expression revealing a hint of amusement.
Viona responded with a sly grin, "I had a feeling."
Viona was well-prepared to face any questions Om Gorge might throw her way. She had grown accustomed to the intricacies of talk shows and was brimming with self-assurance regarding her ability to address these questions.
The production crew made their final adjustments, meticulously fine-tuning the lighting and sound. Meanwhile, Viona took her seat on the stage, casting a thoughtful gaze around the set. With a deep breath, she focused her mind on the forthcoming show, immersing herself in the moment.
Suddenly, the stage lights burst to life, and the introductory music swelled, signaling the imminent start of the show. Om Gorge took his seat beside Viona, wearing a warm and inviting smile that set the atmosphere for an engaging conversation.
As the voice from behind the scenes counted down, "In five, four, three, two, one," the filming commenced, creating an air of anticipation that buzzed through the studio.
Om Gorge's voice resonated with enthusiasm as he introduced Viona to the audience, who responded with hearty applause and cheers. The live studio audience's energy added a sense of electrifying excitement to the proceedings.
"I'm sure that over these past few days, Viona, you've been on everyone's lips, and for good reason," Om Gorge began, leaning forward with keen interest. "Not only because of your viral video capturing a perpetrator who had eluded authorities for far too long but also due to your undeniable talent. Now, I'd like to delve into both of these aspects. How about we start with your extraordinary viral video? What was going through your mind during and after that incredible feat?"
Viona, a twinkle of mischief in her eye, responded with her signature charm, "Well, Om, which part of it are you interested in? The viral video itself or the adrenaline rush?"
Om Gorge chuckled and played along, "Let's begin with your viral video. How did you feel after successfully apprehending a culprit who had evaded capture for so long?"
With her signature grace and confidence, Viona addressed the question, "Of course, Om, I felt a profound sense of relief and gratitude that I could contribute to public safety. Through the viral video, I hoped to raise awareness about the paramount importance of child safety and protection. It was an opportunity to remind us all that safeguarding our communities is a collective responsibility. We have a vital role to play in ensuring the safety and well-being of future generations."
Om Gorge nodded thoughtfully, acknowledging the weight of her words. "Indeed, your actions have served as a wellspring of inspiration, sparking critical discussions on an issue that often lurks in the shadows. In fact, there are even murmurs of a potential film adaptation to commemorate your heroic actions," he mentioned, his tone shifting to a more serious note.
Viona maintained her poise, responding diplomatically, "If such plans materialize, I would be immensely grateful if the filmmakers would consider involving my friends as consultants. While I may not be personally invested in this endeavor, I know that my friends are passionate about contributing to a project of such significance."
Om Gorge found her response unexpectedly diplomatic, which led to a hearty laugh. "Your humility is truly admirable. Now, let's pivot to another remarkable facet of your life—your talent. We've gathered information suggesting that you're not just an extraordinary actress, dancer, and singer but also proficient in martial arts. How did you come by these skills?"
Viona raised a quizzical eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "I can see how you might have learned about my acting, dancing, and singing, but I'm intrigued to know where you stumbled upon my martial arts background," she inquired.
With a twinkle of amusement in his eyes, Om Gorge continued, "It was a video of your sword dance performance, of course." With a snap of his fingers, the large screen behind Viona came to life, displaying her in action, instructing her classmates in the art of swordplay for a production of Romeo and Juliet.
Viona blinked, her lips forming a faint pout. "I can't believe someone captured that video while I was so engrossed in teaching. I was completely oblivious to my surroundings," she mused, shaking her head.
"But the video truly captured your grace and elegance, showcasing a different facet of your multifaceted talent," Om Gorge remarked, leaving Viona with a warm chuckle.