The Angel of Time
Chapter 68

This morning I enjoyed a warm chocolate and blueberry flavored bread extract. Because the air was still cold so I sat in a chair where the sunlight could warm me up. While opening Facebook read the news of the ball. And also sent a message to Astrid.

"Good morning, dear.." At least it shows I've told him.

My phone suddenly rang, none other than Astrid calling.

"Hello, Gio." Sapa Astrid's.

"Yes hello.."

"What are you again?"

"Seat while drinking chocolate."

"Yes, you've finished this, you took a shower, we're going?"

"Hmm? Aye." Yeah."

"Wear a nice shirt."

"Where are you going?"

"To Calista.."

"okay.. I took a shower first."

Without a second thought I immediately took my towel.

"Aren't nandi yok?" Ask Omes. (Where are you going yo?)

"Meh Ngeterke Astrid neng Calista." I answered while heading to the bathroom.

(You took Astrid to Calista)

Since the air was still cold, I had to take a quick shower. And get ready to pick up princess Astrid.

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I don't know Calista in detail, which I know I've been in front of the building with Calista's big writing. Astrid and I left the bike in the parking lot. I followed Astrid's two feet walking inside. I wonder what this place is? Why am I brought here?

"What are we going to do?" Much

"You'll take a photo, so get your hair dressed straight, okay?!"

I kept walking beside him, towards the registration place. Yes Astrid met a woman, she signed me up for a photo session. I didn't think I was here for a photo. My hand was pulled so I could follow where Astrid was going.

We walked up the stairs. I just kept quiet because I didn't know what I was going to do here. In front a man greeted us.

The middle-aged man took Astrid and me to a room, and I looked around covered in rags like maroon-colored curtains.

"Please trim it, here's the comb. Monggo, that's the mirror glass if you want to read it first."

I followed the advice of the man who was like setting the camera for a photo session.

"Gio, look here.." Astrid confirmed my slightly tangled collar.

"Is it neat?" My tofu,

"The first time was in this place.."

"Photos of both of them?" My tofu,

"This is not a photo for you to apply for a job!"

"Haha.. It's good to apply for both of us's photo jobs."

"I call them both."

"Udah right?"

"But wear this too!"

"What the hell is that?"

"Haha I'm wearing it here.."

My face in fertilizer using powder, already rich baby alone in bedakin. Her palms rubbed my face until she thought it was flat.

"Hmm why wear this too, rich little Gio.."

"Haha.. You are a child, right?! So let's make it saucy in bedakin first."

"Yes, but don't cut gini.."

"Udah the nadir aja same Astrid, just make a photo only kok hahaha."

I just resigned, the important thing is that his effort to bring me here did not disappoint him.

"Let's go, take a picture.."

The man spoke in a friendly manner, yes even though his tone was rich again invite Kindergarten children to chat. I stand straight facing the camera like a formal photo person. I'm wearing a dark green checkered shirt. This will be a valuable photo because of his efforts without me knowing his plan in detail. There is only one goal I know of him. Take me to Tangerang with him.

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