The President Broken Angel

“We are here. Ms. Azerjie, are you ready?” Kuwain asked seconds before the car pulled up at the red carpet entrance.

“Is Jhonia here?” Azerjie asked him, her voice sounds like a singer who has lost their voices before singing.

“Let me check… Yes, she has arrived inside.” Kuwain said and checked his phone then responded to her before putting the phone away and getting ready to leave the car, suddenly Azerjie stopped him by grabbing onto his arm.

“I want her to walk the Red Carpet with me, call her out!” Azerjie request in a demanding tone of voice..

“I’m sorry, I just found out that Ms. Jhonia is not– Ah, how do I say this? Ms. Azerjie, Ms. Jhonia might have a trauma with cameras so…”

Kuwain tries to explain to her the best he could, that Jhonia hates being in front of the camera, taking a long pause.

“I see. I understand! Instead of being a bodyguard please, walk with me, Jhonia is the one who asks you to guard me so I feel if you do it she will be okay with it. Don’t you think so?” Azerjie stated her understanding and then said, before asking him to walk her, Kuwain nodded and opened the car door and he stepped out and buttoned his jacket before he extended his hand, Azerjie then placed her hand into his and stepped out from the car.

“Ms. Azerjie Yverbaijan.” Camera man called out to her.

“Ms. Azerjie Yverbaijan over here.” Camera girl called for her attention

“Give us a smile.” Camera man asked for her smile.

“Who is the man on your arm?” A female reporter asked.

“Are you dating him?” Another female asked her.

“What’s his name?” Another asked for his name. The reporters ask their questions but Azerjie ignores them as she walks the Red Carpet with Kuwain.

“Ms. Yverbaijan, aren’t you going to answer the question?” A female voice asked and Azerjie stopped and turned around as did Kuwain.

“You really have no shame. Maleiya!” Azerjie whispered, then called her name out loud!

“If you don’t wish to speak with her, we can continue”

“It’s okay.” Azerjie said cutting Kuwain. Suddenly Tianjie, Nielle, and Madiea merge from a car wearing similar dress colour and style to Azerjie, they walk up to Azerjie and step in front of Maleiya and begin smiling at Azerjie.

“I thought we would miss walking the Red Carpet with you. Luckily we came when we did!” Madiea said quickly, hugging her.

“Jhonia called us earlier to become your friends and model these dresses you were supposed to model but didn’t want to.” Madiea whispers in her ear, Azerjie hugs her back.

“Thank you, and Jhonia too.” Azerjie said, pulling back with a smile.

“Please, the honor is ours. We get to meet you, and as I thought you are so much prettier in person.” Madiea said and expressed herself as a fangirl in whispered.

“Hehe, thank you, let’s head inside.” Azerjie said, turning around with the girls.

“Are you just going to ignore me, Azerjie?” Maleiya asked? Tianjie turned around to her.

“Are you a fan? Please, act like one. It’s Ms. Yverbaijan for you!” Tianjie said leaving Maleiya stunned as no one has ever dared to talk to her like that, Azerjie wouldn’t allow it regardless they’re both models.

“Ms. Maleiya over here.” One reporter said while the other reporters were crossing the line to get more photos of Azerjie.

“You’re going to regret it, Ms. Yverbaijan.” Maleiya mumbled to herself before she continued making her entrance with a fake smile.

Later that night!Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“Sorry, I have a hate thing for Cameras, that’s why I called my friends here, I was planning on not showing up but Mr. Knight said, I have to.” Jhonia apologized and said to Azerjie, her phone vibrated and she slides the screen open.

“Sorry, Jhonia, I changed my mind.” A text message from Jaeminy.

“Jhonia you are so thoughtful, I appreciate it and thanks for coming I feel more comfortable with taking the questions now more than ever, I want to see you in the crowd. Also, your friends are really nice and I like them.” Azerjie express her gratitude towards her thoughtfulness and how comfortable she is with her (Jhonia) with a smile she turned around to leave but she stopped!

“The dress is amazing by the way.” Azerjie said before leaving Jhonia as her mind rushed back to the office, however, the girl began walking up to her but stopped a moment with Azerjie first.

“This is the clothing department for the model, wh”

“No, not exactly these are shipping to clothes stores outside of Sky!” Kyhe responds to her cutting her off, and then explains before he picks out a suit he noticed she was staring at a specific dress.

“You have chosen that dress I assume? … Take it.” Kyhe asked her, after seeing her smile he told her to take it.

“How much is it?” Jhonia asked.

“I said, take it, not purchase it. The change room is over there”

“What are you day, night, dreaming about? Hehe, come on Azerjie is about start!” Nielle asked, teasing her, before pulling her from her memory then said. Jhonia smiled and joined them going to join everyone else, Kyhe spotted her and stared at her.

“What are you looking at?” Kuwain asks and Kyhe looks away from Jhonia turn his eyes to his cousin.

“Tillayu is here!” Kyhe said, responding to him.

“Ladies and Gentlemen. Welcome to the annual Red Carpet event of Mr. and Mrs. Allahans, A warm welcome and thanks to Mr. Knight who gave us a chance to have Ms. Yverbaijan with us this time around tonight and I’m sure everyone saw her dress and wondered why the change, as do I? Ms. Yverbaijan, please join me.” The host said and thanked Kyhe for the chance he gave them, she then asked before asking Azerjie to join her. The reporters were eager to ask their questions.

“Okay, everyone please allow me to question her first then she will answer your questions later, please!” The host announced to the reporters with a plea.

“Thank you! Ms. Yverbaijan, my first question is why did you change the style of your dressing protocol?” She thanked them and proceeded with her question.

“It was a wish I wanted to fulfill.” Azerjie Looked out in the crowd and there she met eyes with Jhonia, she smiled a bit and gave her response.

“A wish?” The host asked.

“Yes, ah.. Fewer people here may know that I lost my mom to Cancer… Her wish was that I would stop wearing revealing dresses etcetera . She has never asked me for anything so I decided to change my dressing protocol because if it makes my mother happy it will make me happy.” Azerjie responded to her question explaining it was the only her mother asked her for and she was unable to give it then but she changed. Unfortunately, when she did her mother left her soon after.

“Wow, I definitely did not know. Our deepest condolences to your dearest mother. Ms. Yverbaijan, is this why you wanted to end your modeling career?” The host wowed with teary eyes and sent her her condolences before inquiring on her last post for ending her model career. The reporters went crazy and the lights began flashing constantly, which began affecting Jhonia, Kyhe noticed and walked over to her…

“Close your eyes and breathe in and out slowly, try to keep calm and don’t think about it.” Kyhe said to her, Jhonia began doing as she was told! Kyhe covered her eyes with his palm.

“Yes, but… Someone told me that there is a way to model while carrying out my mother’s wish-” Azerjie stopped herself as she realized Jhonia was taking deep breaths with Kyhe hand covering her eyes, she remembered her saying.

“Sorry I have a hate thing for Cameras” Jhonia words, Azerjie smiles.

“Could you stop taking photos for a moment?… Thank you, I like that I could continue modeling without revealing my body. I hope that my fans will still support me and my decision to model without revealing my body, like I used to anymore. This is my story for changing my dressing protocol.” Azerjie asks? Then thanked the reporters when they stopped taking photos! She then announced and hoped her fans would stand by her now that they know the reason. Everyone was cheering her on… The reporters began asking their questions, she answered them and she smiled at Jhonia who is still breathing slowly but seems a bit better and Kyhe hand was no longer covering her eyes.