
"Hello, Honey. Sorry I just got a hangover. I'm in Bandung again. A brother died. Maybe Wednesday is back in Jakarta."
The taxi Zevanna was riding was only halfway to her lover's house when she heard the news. After that, the connection was severed unilaterally by Marvel without Zevanna asking whose brother? Cause of death and is Marvel doing okay?
Late at night, Zevanna tries to stay awake. Who knows Marvel is replying to the message he sent before dinner or even calling. However, until the date changed, the phone remained silent.
Zevanna is trying to think positively, trying to understand. A grieving family will need a lot of time alone. But, after three days passed, Marvel did not take the initiative to meet him. The man only told me that he had returned to the capital and that maybe the next few days were busy because a lot of work was neglected.
"Sister, you're not avoiding me anymore, are you?" ask Zevanna on her phone screen. His lunch call had just been rejected on the grounds that Marvel already had an appointment with his papa client. Such a common reason. Even Marvel sounded relaxed when saying it, as if nothing had ever happened between them. But , instead of being calm, Zevanna was getting scared.
"Ze, eat it spout, yeah! We still have to fit the same last model."
Zevanna sighed at the words her mother echoed in passing. If only his days were not this exhausting, he refused to eat.
"Ze, haven't you? Stella has arrived" exclaimed the mother.
"Yes, budar. Go to the toilet first!" reply Zevanna no less tight. He fed only a few spoonfuls of food, then rushed to the toilet.
Stella was sitting on the couch playing her phone when Zevanna showed up with a big smile. Of course, he would be cheered on by his mother if dealing with clients, but his face was as gloomy as his life was now.
"Hi, sorry for waiting so long."
"No, just relax."
Zevanna then took Stella to the fitting room. In a matter of minutes, a semi-ballgown wedding dress with a v-neck model has been adhering beautifully to Stella's slender body. What makes the dress different from the others is the beautiful dangling tail, which is mounted on the shoulder, instead of fusing with the dress itself.
"His waist yesterday has been twisted again, but it's still comfortable, right?" ask Zevanna to make sure.
"Yes," Stella commented with a smile, "become a real wedding dress with a kayak gini."
They both laughed. The attention of the two was distracted when they heard the ringing of the phone that turned out to belong to Stella.
"Hello, how's the apartment? It's better than what you want to rent, right?"
"Hmm .. next month I go there, yeah."
"Kok know what? Haha. Anyway you have to buy me using your first salary. Point!"
"Yes, I'm fittings again. Adios. Yok. Sip!" Stella ended her conversation with a big smile.
"Your boyfriend, Stell?" asked Melisa who had recently entered, the reason why Stella immediately disconnected her phone.
The woman smiled back. "Dating, Tan."
"What else is a boyfriend." Melisa made the head bobble.
"Yes, that's it, Tan. Haha ...."
And Stella's laughter was transmitted to Melisa and Zevanna.
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The fittings went well this afternoon. Zevanna's burden is reduced slightly. Yes, just a little considering there are still days-H and of course Marvel that continues to be imagined in his mind.
"Sister Marvel," muttered Zevanna lethargic. "SISTER MARVEL?" This time Zevanna squealed. Rubbing his eyes, he convinces himself if the person who asked for a video call with him is indeed his girlfriend. Soon the girl tidied her hair and touched her face, making sure there was no dirt there.
Marvel's smile was the first thing Zevanna saw so answered the call.
Zevanna bobbing heads. "I'm just shocked by Ng—."
"For now I never called?" marvel miris.
Zevanna was grimacing. "Acove ... Brother is busy." He poked his lower lip, doubt it seemed like this was not the right time to express his uneasiness seeing the tired face of Marvel.
"Yes, I just met someone."
Zevanna.
"Tomorrow is busy too. Let the day after tomorrow see my girlfriend's design dress."
"Eh?" Zevanna.
"What?" Marvel chuckles. "I'm intentionally like this so I can come to your show."
"Mama's Way." Zevanna.
"I'm sure you have a big hand."
"Sokay know!" Zevanna threw away her face, but believe me the warmth spread to the face because what Marvel said was quite true.
"Not good. I often see your mama's status."
"Ishhh, Mama!" Zevanna hissing growled. His gaze returned to the screen, to the face of Marvel which again showed off laughter.
"I often know your mama's chat if we walk. I always say gini, 'Tan, we're up to the resto. Tan, Zevanna eat this. Tan, we're going home'. Gituuu ...."
"Times, anyway?" Zevanna.
"Yes, ask yourself if you don't believe."
"Hmm .. yeah, yeah."
"Yes, honey. I'll go home first."
"Be careful, Brother. I'll tell you when I get it."
"Yes, but, honey .. I want to give you a flying kiss first. You'll catch him later?"
"okay."
And right, the next second Marvel gave the flying kiss and Zevanna caught it. However, instead of sticking her clenched hand to her chest, Zevanna ate Marvel's flying kiss and pretended to chew it.
"God! How do you eat it, anyway?" Marvel magazine.
"Laper's." Zevanna's answer broke her second laugh.
After a few nights Zevanna passed by with a grim face, tonight a little bit of a lot finally the girl could laugh happily.
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...Previously wanted bablas, but because it has not been updated for a long time so just this before 👍...