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For the first time

My grandmother took care of the flowers like taking care of her own children, and now that she plucked them to use on my hair, I never thought all of this.

After the hair was done, my grandmother started to put on my face. Grandma asked me to take out all the make up that I have ..

"Grandma, Anjani only has this, because Anjani has never participated in any event Grandma ...!"

I am not the type of girl who likes to make up all I have is basic make-up that I wear everyday and all of them are natural colors, my favorite color.

"Hmmm ... this dear grandmother, it seems like she still doubts her own grandmother, it turns out he he he ...!"

Grandma said, wrinkling her forehead, but her hands were still working on my makeup.

"Aaaah ... grandma, Anjani actually believes that you can change the world! He he he he!"