Chapter 27. Secretly Attention.

 The man stared at the girl's photo in the CV for a long time, making Vano curious about what his boss was thinking.

 "What should I do next?"

 "I want you to give me all the information about this participant during the competition." The man showed me one of the CV from the folder.

 "Do it carefully. I don't want anyone to know about this. Especially Grandpa," he said again.

 "Fine," Vano said without asking much.

 "Next, clear my schedule tomorrow morning. I want to visit Mahardika's residence."

 "Do I need to tell the chairman if you will come to visit him? He will be very happy to know this."

 "No, don't tell the old boy."

 Reflex Vano stifled laughter, even though he had often heard his boss refer to his grandfather with that nickname, but Vano was still amused every time his boss said that word.

 "Okay, is there anything else I need to do?"

 "No, you can go."

 "Excused me."

 Vano came out of the boss's room.  The man looked back at the photo of the girl who had stolen his attention.  He looked at the photo with a broad smile, a glimpse of memories flashed back in his mind.  It was enough to make him miss the figure who had never faded, even if only a second from his memory.

 "Finally, our meeting time will not belong. Now I can stand straight in front of you with great pride. I will soon meet you more specially" He said with a smile that never subsided.

 You are enough to surprise me, even though you have changed your appearance.  But I can still recognize you.  He said to himself.

 ***

 Inside the dormitory, the participants returned to their respective rooms.  Naya was relieved, she could be free in her room.  This was the only comfortable place she was in the dormitory.  She didn't have to pretend that she didn't know her sister.  Pretending not to know Fisa tortured him.  Her gaze always turns to her sister.  Her sister's request not to greet her bothered Naya enough.

 This is my first night at the dormitory, fortunately, the organizer provides a place of privacy for the participants.  Naya is happy that she doesn't have to share her room with other people.

 Naya then lay on her bed playing with her cell phone.  Naya began to learn about various poses during photoshoots and what she should do when shooting.  Naya seems very diligent in studying this field of photo models.  She struggled to be able to restore the company.  Luckily Naya has a head that is easy to remember and easy to understand, so it won't be too difficult for her to learn something new.

 Drrrrtttttt ...

 Her cell phone rang, it surprised him because she was focused on listening to her cell phone screen.  Putra's handsome photo was plastered on the cell phone screen.

 Basic!  Just startled me.  Why did he call me?  Inner Naya then immediately answered the call.

 "What is wrong?!"  Naya replied unfriendlily.

 "Wow, just entered the dormitory this afternoon, now has it turned fierce like this? Did you eat wrong there?"  protested Putra.

 "Important or not? If it's not important, I'll turn off the cell phone now."

 "Relax, don't be too fierce. Has something happened? Is something bothering you, huh? For me to know, let me beat you."

 "Don't joke. You're the one bothering me."

 "Me? Why me? Ah, you're so sensitive. Monthly guests, huh?"

 "It sucks. I'm not in the mood to joke around. Quickly say or I'll hang up the phone."

 "Ok. Looks like your mood is not good. I just wanted to say, have a good rest. Don't study all the time, you also need to rest. Your health is also important."

 "Yes, I understand. Thank you for being reminded. I have to prepare for the first shoot tomorrow morning. I'll hang up the cellphone now, okay?"

 "Okay, have a good rest. Have a nice dream."

 "Ok, thanks."

 Naya turned off the call from Putra and continued her busy life.

 Meanwhile, at the Sanjaya family house, Putra was on the balcony outside his room.  Putra looked at his cell phone.

 "I already miss you, Nay. I want to feel that tonight I spend time chatting together with you. But it seems you are so busy with your activities right now. I have to learn to be able to understand you. I don't want to hinder your activities. Hmm, even though I am, I have to endure this uncomfortable feeling alone. I have to be strong, after a month has passed, I don't want to hold back anymore. I won't let Naya be away from me anymore. For now, I can only pray, I hope you are fine there and able to finish this competition well. "

 Putra then looked far up, looking at the full moon tonight.

 Fortunately, Putra is not a possessive man, who too restricts people he likes.

 ***

 The next day the participants started their morning routine, morning exercise around the dormitory then cleaned up and prepared for the photoshoot.  After that, the participants had breakfast together.  Miss Ana always accompanies them, she is like a big sister to the participants.

 "After breakfast, you guys get ready. I'll be waiting for you in front in fifteen minutes. We will immediately head to the studio to take a photoshoot. I hope you will do well because after the results come out, the two participants with the lowest scores will be eliminated.  Hope you can understand this because the organizers are holding this competition briefly so we will also make a brief selection. I suggest you don't mess around and do each process as well as possible. "

 "Fine, miss," they said compactly.

 Meanwhile, in another place, a large house with luxurious furniture.  Sturdy doors and pillars towered high.  The garden at the back of the luxurious house, which is decorated with various kinds of plants of various types and colors, shows the beauty of a beautiful garden.

 The gurgling fountain that falls into the fish pond contains various types of fish of various sizes and colors.  Not far away, on a wooden lounge chair.  A man in his old age is diligently reading a newspaper in the garden behind the house, occasionally he is seen sipping his black coffee.

 A man with a neat appearance in his casual clothes came over to him.

 "How much blood is this old boy trying to raise? Are you tired of living?"  quipped the young man who had just arrived.

 The old man immediately turned his head towards the source of the sound.  He did not expect to see his grandson at his house.  Is he dreaming?

 "Abi? Is that you? Abhimanyu Mahardika, my grandson," said the old man, adjusting his glasses.

 Wow, Abi appeared, but is this the same person?  Abi, the man Naya liked during school?  But what's with the name?  Isn't that Abi named Abhimanyu Pratama?  Or could they be different people?