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wedding dress fittings

"Dimas, when are you going to inaugurate your wedding reception? " ask Abimana while sitting relaxing in the family room. "do not long, quickly inaugurated. announce to the audience that they know that you are married and then immediately go to the office to join the others" he continued, taking a deep breath.

" he pa, I'll ask Zahra first" Dimas replied.

"you want to ask Zahra first. Here the one who makes the decision is you.not Zahra" replied very mama who came and sat next to her husband. "what next week?" ask very mama.

"hhmmm, it's up to mama.mama who set ajalah, I come" replied Dimas briefly.lazy it feels to argue with the mama who always wants to arrange it.

" in that case, tomorrow you go to our family subscription boutique.You ask to make your wedding clothes there, ask for the latest and best. How much we'll pay. Make this wedding look fancy.remember you're the son of an important person here.don't make a simple party. But show the world that your marriage is the best among the Sultans in the country" Arumi said.

" you're gonna be so handsome and Zahra's gonna be so pretty, aren't you? " said arumi while glancing deeply at the husband who was reading the newspaper.

the next day Zahra and Dimas were preparing for the Nugroho family subscription boutique. There he was greeted with special service. Please enter the private room of the boutique owner. There Dimas explained his arrival there for the best and elegant wedding dress fittings.

the boutique maid immediately measured Zahra's height and posture to make her wedding dress later.When she was measuring Zahra's height, the ministry was looking at the bracelet worn by Zahra. " the bracelet is pretty mbak, it looks like it's a specially ordered bracelet huh? " ask the waiter named Elsa.

" this is my parents' legacy" Zahra replied with a smile.

Elsa is just a mangosteen no more asking questions.

While Dimas was still waiting on the couch in the private room, the boutique was waiting for his wife, and the door opened, a beautiful blonde woman wearing a red knee-length sponge skirt with a slight cleavage on her thigh revealed the smooth white skin of the woman.

" Hey Dim, how are you, baby? long time no see? " the beautiful woman was about to approach and wanted to hug Dimas, but Dimas immediately retreated and subtly refused.

"oh, I'm sorry "the woman's face looked sour, it seems she held back the shame because her embrace had been rejected by Dimas.

" hi also Caroline" said Dimas, smiling faintly, lazy to meet this girl. Caroline was Dimas's former lover.

" I heard from my boutique waitress she said you were fitting a bridal suit. is that true?" caroline asked as her eyes were looking around for a figure she could think of as Dimas' wife. Caroline does get a chat from Elsa, Elsa is Caroline's best friend and she is working in the boutique owned by the Caroline family.

a few moments later out was Elsa with Zahra in the room specifically fitting bridal clothes.

Caroline who was facing Dimas she quickly turned around because she listened to the sound of steps from the fitting room.

" ooh, so this is your future wife Dimas? Your taste may be, she's pretty, but she seems less fashionable in dressing "she said, raising one corner of her lips.

Dimas soon woke up and approached the wife" She is not my wife's calik. but is already my legal wife "dimas replied while embracing Zahra's shoulder because he wanted to show his ownership to Caroline.

" let me know Caroline, I own this boutique.. " Caroline paused her sentence to say that she was Dimas's ex-lover, but she held out.

Zahra welcomed the sexy woman's hand

"i am Zahra his wife Dimas"; answered Zahra briefly.

" of course, and thank you very much for serving us well" Zahra replied with a smile.

Caroline looked at Zahra from toe to head. As if she was feeling something in her heart.but what? he tried repeatedly to find out what was causing him to be so familiar with this hijab girl, but he could not answer his own question.

Finished fitting a bridal suit, Dimasdan Zahra came out of the boutique by accident in the courtyard of the Zahra boutique colliding with the middle-aged woman wearing her sunglasses.

the bag the middle-aged woman was holding fell down.

" i'm sorry aunt, I accidentally "said Zahra while taking the lady's bag.

The woman was stunned to look at Zahra, her hand received a gift bag from Zahra but her gaze was fixed on Zahra.he stared from head to toe. Without a single smile he stepped away, into the boutique.

" strange" said Zahra grumbling.

" He's aunt maria, Caroline's mother" Dimas said, taking her out of the boutique and into his car.

" we stopped by to eat first yuk" Dimas said while driving his car.

" but mas, surely mama will be waiting for us to have lunch at home" Zahra refused, she did not want if her in-laws would wait for lunch.

" not what. mama is also at least at home.at most he is again arisan now the same friend temn socialita " replied Dimas.he knows if it is Saturday or Sunday, he knows, my mom will be busy with her friends.

" yes, whatever you want" Zahra replied embarrassedly.

" if it's up to us, how about we go to the hotel? " toda Dimas while holding his wife's hand.yes even though they have been married for days but they agreed they will not touch their husband before the day of the wedding reception.

sure enough, Zahra's cheeks immediately met red.he immediately threw his face to the side of the car window afraid to look her husband if he was embarrassed.

" well, it's starting" replied Zahra softly.

" he dear, I still remember what our deal was, but if it was in time promise would not refuse anything I did? " Dimas grinned as he raised his two eyebrows teasingly.

Zahra again threw away her face, wondering what would happen if her first night came.

" let's.. again imagine? " toda Dimas with a big laugh saw his wife was wrong.

" iiiih what the hell mas, becanda mulu. focus ahead, right again nyetir" Zahra hit the arm of the husband gently.he looked upset because her husband always teased her.

"he, he loves. But so eat us? " ask Dimas.