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Anastasia—

“You sure you like this Girl, Nas?” dean asked with a strange look.

This weekend, the three of us gathered at Tamara's apartment opposite my apartment building. You're going to ask why we don't live together, or maybe we're next door neighbors. The answer is Tamara who doesn't want to get in trouble with me if I have a scandal.

Yes, Tamara did teach that, and everyone must have known this very well, right? But, there was a point to this Tamara reason as well. If one day I get caught up in a scandal, and a lot of journalists swarm into my apartment building, then I can take refuge in Tamara's apartment.

If Dean is not asked again, in addition to working in one of the largest food factories in Jakarta, which also has Backyard Garden, he already has a minimalist home that he lives alone. Lucky it was my best friend that one, but all of that was also supported by his very family.

"Why? Something wrong?” my many.

“Yes clearly wrong, Nas. All this time Dean likes you, but you prefer photographers that you do not know very well,” sela Tamara.

If Tamara had remembered how she had fallen a few weeks ago because of her own actions, she would not have been this noisy. Tamara is always noisy. Without her, this friendship would be bland because no Tamara would be troublemaking.

Just the breath I gave Dean's question, and Tamara's very annoying taste. I looked back at Dean who was also shaking his head at Tamara's attitude.

“Wait, don't tell me you know Mas Wira?”

“Yes and no. I just know him, I don't know him,” replied Dean. He seemed to casually answer the question while taking the fries that had just been fried by Tamara.

I'll tell you one of the hidden and very useful talents Tamara has in addition to hiring men. Cookout. To the size of a very wild woman like her, Tamara was quite talented. I just can't dwell in the kitchen at all, maybe just boiling water or cooking instant noodles.

Tamara straightened her body as if she was starting to regain enlightenment on Dean's sentence just now. It should have been when we were in Bandung yesterday, I just pushed him into one of the chasms we passed on the way home.

“You must have found out about this Hero, right?” accuse Tamara.

“No, I just happen to know. She once used Backyard Garden as a shooting location.”

“And what do you know after that?”

Actually I'm quite grateful for Tamara's presence next to me. This time I'm serious. Even though I was a model who used to pose in front of a lot of cameras, and meet a lot of people, I was a very quiet and shy type of woman. Even in front of my friends.

Tamara's presence and all these questions she's asking, like helping me to ask questions I can't.

“You know this term, right? If only men can judge other men, as well as women, only you can judge other women. In terms of appearance, nature, innate and others it?”

Tamara and I nodded their heads, waiting patiently for Dean to finish his sentence.

“And I thought, This hero is not the right man for you. You know the flamboyant type, which always spread its charm to all women. Tamara must know very well the type of man who is like gini.”

“I have never met directly with this Hero, anyway, but if from the photo pointed Anas, he was quite handsome, anyway,” said Tamara.

Mas Wira who I know is very friendly and always smiling, I always think, if he has no problem to think about, why only the smile that he shows. Very often I think about it, and I have not found the answer. All I know, Mas Wira is just one of the good guys I found.

Dean tucks his shoulders. “Well, that's what I see as a fellow man, by no means other. Hopefully this Hero is really good as you said, Nas.”

“I'm just amazed by him, not to the extent that you think,” said I was a little hesitant. I think I've reached a stage that I really like.

“You saw, Dean, how lying our one friend is,” Tamara replied.

For the umpteenth time in my life, I again want to push this cunning woman to the brink.

**

All that day, during the photo shoot, I never stopped thinking about what Dean and Tamara said yesterday. Luckily, I was able to focus on my work, but still my mind was still distracted.

It may be true what Tamara said if I was too innocent and could not distinguish between good and bad. For the most part, I already know, but overall, I can't be sure yet. I need full guidance from Tamara on men's business.

“You've heard about the Wira project?”

I stopped my steps in front of the waiting room of another model when I had just finished my wish in the toilet earlier. I didn't want to eavesdrop, but hearing the name of the Hero being called, I wanted to know more. After all, my shooting turn is still a long time, as long as I am not caught, it will not be a problem.

“Anastasia chosen, I wonder why she should be the model again. The woman is not at all suitable for the concept adopted by Wira,” replied a woman in there.

Maybe there are two or three models in there, I can't open the door any wider. I don't recognize the voices of the models either, I just know that they don't like me. The more famous you are, the more haters will run rampant around me.

“Well, the woman must have been whining about getting into the project. You know how much money is, all Anastasia has is her beauty. The rest, because of his whining, or maybe he did ngelakuin a lot for the sake of the project.”

Well, I didn't expect that many people would gossip about me like this. Reading negative comments on social media alone has been very emotional, this time I heard it directly. If Tamara was here, she would have hit the women inside.

What did he say just now? I whine to get this project? Even the hero himself came to me and offered me the proposal he had. They alone seemed to be imagining too much and hoped that the Hero would choose them.

I was also in this industry because of the talent and hard work I did and fought for. It was delicious for them to say such things as if they were the absolute truth.

“Yes, this Anastasia only has a beautiful face that she can show off. I'm sure this nature is not good at all.”

Okay, that's enough. I can't hear this much longer. They've really gone too far. Maybe they're just a small part of me saying this, not most of it. Maybe every time I take a photo shoot, many of my other model partners also do something like this.

It's definitely like that, because all this time I've never cared about anything other than work. This is why I prefer to stay in my waiting room than roam around like this, even though I also have my own toilet in the waiting room.

“Where are you from, Nas?” ask Mbak Nimas.

“Toilet, Mbak.”

“Your turn now, Nas.”

I immediately walked towards the middle of the studio while waiting for my other model partners. I was waiting for what the faces of those who had spoken to me so harshly were like.

It didn't take long for me to finish this shoot, because I wasn't comfortable lingering with them either. I immediately left without saying a word, even smiling. I don't care what else they say about me, it's bad, right?

Seven o'clock in the evening, and I've finished all the schedules. Very short time, and tomorrow there is still another job waiting for me. These are the days I used to go through every day.

“Mbak, I want something,”.

“What?” Ma'am Nimas seemed busy driving without looking at me.

“About Mas Wira ..”

I'm actually still weighing, should I say this to Mbak Nimas. If I don't tell Mbak Nimas, it feels like I'd go crazy if I had to hold this alone.

“Why the same Wira?”

“If he was friendly to all women, Ma'am.”

There was a long enough pause until silence filled this van. If you are working, it will be very fiery, but will be very silent if the job is finished.

“I've never known him personally, you really like that same him?” ask Mbak Nimas.

“I'm curious, Ma'am.”

“I will say this as a manager responsible for all your life and model career. Be careful of everything, also about your feelings of like for the Hero. You do not know what will happen in the future, there will be many who use this weakness of yours to fall you.

“You are at the top of your career, a very crucial thing. Just a little trouble, and make sure everything will be destroyed. Mbak Bintang does not know this yet, I hope you are careful, Nas.”

I already know this. How I always wished I could wake up in the morning as Tamara or Dean, who didn't have to think about the attitude in front of so many people. I really want to be Tamara who is always cheerful and can talk at will. Working in front of the camera really tormented me.

But I can't do anything either, it's a path I've chosen and I've achieved it with sweat and an uneasy struggle. Giving up here just for the sake of my feelings also felt very wrong.

**

The thing I was afraid of, Mbak Nimas was worried, and also Mbak Bintang anticipation finally happened. I don't know where it came from or how it happened. I didn't even know I'd done that in the days before. But again, the speed of the power of journalists and also netizens is very unbeatable.

In an instant, the photos of me and Mas Wira were already circulating on the internet with a very provoking headline. The first time in my life I've had this kind of gossip, my first scandal in the modeling world.

HAVING LUNCH TOGETHER, DID DUKE WIRYASETYA AND ALSO ANASTASIA RENJANI DATE?

SECRET DATE OF THE PHOTOGRAPHER AND THE MODEL!

That's just two of the many headlines that are loaded by the media, there are many others. That afternoon, I could only stay in the apartment without doing anything. There is no schedule that I do, Ms. Nimas also forbid me to do anything else outside the apartment.

The only people I could meet were Dean and Tamara, besides, I couldn't be seen in any public. It seems like just yesterday I got advice from Mbak Nimas to be careful, then now I have got the bad luck. I just don't know how the reporters got the picture.

“You all right, Nas?”

Dean and Tamara suddenly appeared with worried looks in the living room. Only the two of them knew the password of my apartment after Mbak Nimas, so they could reach out to me easily if something like this happened.

I gave my sweet smile to my two best friends, overall I was fine, just a little surprised by the many articles that suddenly appeared this morning. I was so scared, and the reporters must have been waiting down there a lot.

“I'm fine, just a little surprised. You guys brought food, didn't you? I'm a really big laper,” I replied.

“For you, I have to skip work. I must have cut this salary,” grumbled Tamara.

“I change later tripled.”

“Do not, Nas. His pleasure later in manjain,” said Dean

“Sewot really, anyway. Naturally I like that, you are rich. I made to buy an apartment just have to air for snacks.”

“Yes, want Kate Spade also have to take bets, right? Then the point of both of us here is what if not to help you, huh?”

I haven't heard this fight in a long time. Just by looking and listening to this fight has helped me to forget the problems I face today.

“Iya, until I kidnap me a week to Bandung. You know how many ads I postponed because of you, even I also canceled one product for you,” timpalku.

Tamara looked at us in disbelief, a little upset and also held back the anger. “This do you want mojokin I keep asking for compensation? How do you like my own friends, you do not want my services so far for you?”

“I've forgotten, you still want to, Nas?”

“What do you say, Ra?”

Angrily Tamara sat down next to me and folded her hands together on her chest. Her lips made her as fast as she could to look funny, but it was really frustrating for me.

“Just how I sulk!”

I turned my gaze to Dean and took the initiative to go to the kitchen, I couldn't bear to see this sighting for a little longer. Tamara is not fit to be funny and squishy like that.

“Durhaka really you guys gosh! How am I staying alone!”

Dean and I just laughed at it. Whatever happens, Tamara will still be the noisiest among us all, so let it be. And also, let me calm down a little today. Since the morning of my heart was really made a sport because of the news, I just wanted to have fun.

Today, I want to forget about the problem.

**