Doa Ketika Memakai Skincare Novels & Stories

**Flashbacks** "Ros, how do you use them? I don't know how." I said as I looked at the cosmetics she gave me one by one. "Take a bath first. Use this shampoo and soap. Add this conditioner at the same time. It's also pH Care." He said as he took it and placed it in my hand. I just pouted."We still have shampoo, it's a shame---" He suddenly cut off what I was about to say by quickly pulling me to stand up while pushing towards the door.

The pleasant scent of her soap lingered, lifting her spirits. She approached her vanity to begin her skincare routine. She ensured that all the tools and products she needed were ready. With care, Sirena started cleansing her face with her daily cleanser, wiping away any remaining fatigue and stress. Next, she applied a soothing toner. “Ah, this feels so good!” she whispered, enjoying the cooling sensation spreading across her face. After that, Sirena gently applied serum, massaging her face lightly as she imagined positive energy flowing in, replacing all her burdens. She finished her routine with a moisturizer, ensuring her skin stayed hydrated.

Turning her head, and behind the dark screen of her sun-glasses, she watched Paige release a breath and relax a little more into her seat. She waited, counting the time until about ten minutes later before she stood and wiggled her ass over to where Paige was seated. "Hello dear." She called, pushing her ass to the edge of the table she was sharing with Dakar's man, indirectly giving the man a little view of her ass. "You look good, I've been admiring your skin from over there." She pointed to her seat. "What skincare products do you use please do. I'm a sucker for good skin care." She said removing her sun-glasses gently.

I brushed my hair slowly, methodically, feeling each stroke as a soothing ritual. With my hair dry, I turned to my skincare routine. The familiar steps were a comforting ritual, each one a small act of self-care. I started with a gentle cleanser, massaging it into my skin and washing away the remnants of the day. Next came the toner, its cool touch refreshing and invigorating. I followed with a serum, its light texture sinking quickly into my skin, and then a rich moisturizer, sealing in the hydration and leaving my skin soft and supple.

I was breathing heavily, panting, until the aftershocks finally eased up. I stayed there a while, my chest rising and falling fast, as the water cooled me. I hurried through the rest of the bath and got out, slipping into my silk robe, I wrapped my hair in a towel turban and sat down at the vanity. I applied my night time skincare routine, cleanser, toner, serum, eye cream, moisturizer, and a drop of facial oil. When I finished, my skin was glowing under the soft lights. I stood up and opened the wardrobe doors.

she pointed to the center while bringing out a scalpel, tweezers, and magnifying glasses. "Let's talk about your skincare routine. Do you currently follow any?" I almost laughed, as if I was ever given such luxury. Even before the test, I had nothing to call my own. I was living like a maid in my father's house. "No," I said simply. "I've never really thought about it." She smiled. "No worries, it's never too late to start taking care of your skin. Now, let's assess it. Do you have any specific reactions or sensitivities to skincare products?"

I complied, feeling very exposed. "Let's talk about your skincare routine. Are you currently following any?" Ha, for someone who lived like a maid in her father's house? "No, I never really considered it." She smiled and said, "Don't worry; it's never too late to begin caring for your skin. Do you have any specific reactions or sensitivities to skincare products?" I shook my head, "I don't react to anything as far as I know. My skin requires minimal care." “That's fine. I'll use an apricot-nourishing cream to give your skin a healthy glow and enhance your natural beauty."

She greeted them with a small wave, feeling a little awkward but still smiling gracefully. “Morning, guys. So since many have been asking for a get-ready-with-me, I decided to make one.” The comments started to pour in, some asking what products she was using, some immediately deciding to get one since they were cheap stuff most could afford. There was also a group that owned exactly the same stuff as her and expressed their excitement and disappointment, saying they were using the same thing as her but they didn’t look that good. Kylie consoled them and asked them to relax. “Guys, skincare isn’t magic, okay? It’s just maintenance. If you don’t sleep, don’t drink water, or stress too much, n

She seethed, raising her same fingers to touch her own hair. "Look at my hair, they feel like wire mesh even though I wash them at the salon alternately!" She touched her cheeks next, "And my cheeks, huff, I follow a ten-steps Korean skin care routine before bed and yet my cheeks are not as soft as yours! What's more, they become sand-paper dry in two minutes if I leave my face without a moisturiser." Lila got up with a loud heave. "Now if you look this ethereal when not in good health, I can only imagine how mind blowing you'll look in all your good health and happiness. Kyle will notice it too. He's a man and like other typical men, he would be drawn to your beauty."

Zara's POV When I got home, I dragged myself into the bathroom and lined up the skincare products Tessa always insisted I use. My reflection looked like a ghost, dark circles, cracked lips, exhaustion written in bold across my face. I needed these black bags to disappear. I moved with slow care, massaging creams into my skin. I put on a sheet mask before slipping on the LED face mask Tessa had bought me, the kind that made me look like a sci-fi villain, and lay back in bed, soon enough I dozed off.