Because of You
new syndrome

"son... do you still remember me...??"

Laila frowned trying to remember...

"you helped me from the robbers in the garden that day...! remember...??"

The mother's eyes are getting brighter..

Laila was still rewinding her memories...

"Oh. yes I remember. but___"

Laila was still confused..is this mother really the one she helped the other day..?

why is it so different..??

"aunty understands son. You must be confused right??" guess by continuing to smile..

"yes. sorry aunt. I don't know aunt..!" Laila was still confused..

If you look around it is similar, but the different appearance of 180° makes Laila still not sure...

First met she wore ordinary clothes, her hair was long but limp and her face was not polished by the slightest makeup..

Now much prettier.dressed elegantly with short hair..

"here's kiddo...!" he invites Laila to sit on the long sofa available inside the boutique..

Laila followed him

"i'm Salma.. What's your name, son...?" by holding Laila's hand..

"Laila.. aunty..!" the answer is a little..

"thank you Laila. sorry aunt has not returned your kindness to help your aunt at that time...!"

"Oh. no pa pa aunty. I can help auntie..!" Laila smiled but actually she still felt awkward..

"you come here a lot Laila..?"

" first aunt.here to take clothes for a proposal..!"

Suddenly Salma's chest felt tight to hear Laila say the proposal..

"do you want to get married...?" tanyanya..

"Oh. Not that I'm aunty. but that's for Brother..!" still grin awkwardly..

And Salma breathed with relief.profit is not Laila who married..! his inner..

The stale chatter is getting wider..

"yes, this auntie has been chatting mulu...when do I find her clothes??" laila grumbled in heart..

"Laila... do you want to buy clothes too..??"

Uhh. I finally got a chance to find some clothes..! muttered..

"yes aunt.I'm sorry I want to run first..!" Laila stood up and was about to step up..

But Salma held Laila back by pulling her hand..

(Ohhh.. inget who likes to pull hands like that.??)

"wait Laila.. This is try..!" Salma gave the dress in her hand that had fallen because of Laila earlier..

Laila lifted the shirt until she saw every detail..

"wow..that's so pretty...!" muttered..

Salma asks Laila to try it and Laila complies..

When Laila came out of the dressing room all eyes looked at her, including Nadia who had just walked up to her..

"Laila. you are so beautiful. The dress is perfect for you..!" puji Nadia's..

Salma kept smiling watching Laila..

"the time is mbak...??" Laila blushed..

"really Laila..

if you like. This dress is for you..!" added Salma..

"but aunt.___'

"nothing, after all, this dress is deliberately aunty message for you..!" Laila gawking..

"really..??"

"aunty., but haven't we met once..?"

"it's true, but ever since then aunt has thought of you Laila.. aunt likes you a lot..!" Salma explained..

Nadia was just listening.she was still not connected to the conversation Laila and Salma..

"is this not an exaggeration aunt??" Laila hesitates..

"no dear. this is nothing compared to what you have done for aunty..!"

"actually this shirt has taken aunty home, but aunty wants to add a little sweetener on her waist so aunty bring it again here..

maybe we're Laila's match..!" he added panajng wide..

Laila so more grimaced to hear the word soul mate..

The conversation continued at a cafe closest to the boutique..

Laila explains her relationship with Nadia that Salma previously thought they were sister..

And Salma recounted her first meeting with Laila to Nadia with great pride..

"your sister-to-be is very good at Nadia..!" praise Salma..

"really aunty.Damar has even lost...!" added Nadia..

"what the heck mbak.it is ka Damarnya aja who again mbak Nadia. got tonjok deh..!"

They laughed at the timid Laila..

and the other one was just a smile, listening to the chat Salma and his future sister-in-law..

The three of them became more familiar..

* * *

"mama abis from where??"

greet Zacky to her new mother entering the house with a bright cheerful face..

"mama abis from the boutique...!"

"again..??"

asked Zacky astonished.in a week his mother has gone to the boutique several times..

Zacky was happy to see Salma back cheerful, but he became worried that his mother had another syndrome..

"the dress that you brought yesterday is now in the hands of the owner Zacky." said he who was sitting on the living room sofa with a smile..

"mama met the girl??" ask Zacky who's sitting next to Salma..

"of course. she's very pretty Zacky..!" Salma imagined the face of Laila..

"certainly no prettier than Zacky's future girlfriend..!" reply Zacky by leaning his head on Salma's shoulder..

"hallaahhh... You just say it.. Where is the proof..? this girl besides being beautiful she can also be martial.she is a strong girl!!" Salma does not want to lose.

"zacky's boyfriend is also strong.he's really sad Zacky really knows mah...!" he said looking up at his mother..

"basic suck...!! it's been this big still likes to be hit by girls.."

Zacky Manyun can't retaliate..

emang yes.if the culprit Laila he can only resigned his sturdy shoulder is always a target..

"already, anyway mama want to find a beautiful ghost but can fight so you can take care of mama..!" barrenly..

"i can also mah...!"

"but you can't go to the store..!" the answer is by leaving Zacky..

"ahh.. mom..!"

Zacky smiled to himself..

what kind of girl can make you like her so much..??

curious...!! muttered Zacky..

Zacky remembered her beautiful girl..

He took his smart phone from the table in front of him..

Video call that he chose..

For a long time he looked at the phone right in front of his face..

But no one has received his call..

"Laila where the hell is...?"

Zacky swore to himself..

He tried repeatedly.. Zacky was completely exhausted of patience and almost frustrated...

"Okay.. once again not picked up. I samperin to his house..!" his determination..

The call came back he tried again...

"noisy tauu....!"

there was a sound of scolding there, and Laila's habit of not using her front camera...

"Laila.. don't start it..!! your front camera is broken?? I bought you a new one..!" his tone sounded annoyed..

"ihh.. qo sewot anyway..?"

"come on Laila. I'm the VC so I can see you..!"

"can't..!!" answer Laila..

Zacky leaned his body limp..

"why are you stingy now Laila..?" zacky's face now looks clear..

Laila laughed to see it..

"the rich kalo gini keep I can die slowly.." whine..

It's more bucin that's Zacky.

"don't make it hard. ngenes I saw it..!" Laila laughed again..

"yes, show me your face..!" with a dramatic style...

"no...!!"

"why...??"

"Zackyyy.. I just finished taking a shower and haven't had time to get dressed because my phone doesn't stop ringing because of you..!" his nag..

Hearing that made Zacky enforce his seat...

"Laila... is your hair rolled up with a towel like this...?" zacky asked by practicing with his hands..

"yes.. why..??" ask Laila wonder..

"do you also still wear a towel....?" ask her again by raising her eyebrows..

"iy____' Laila..

"ehhh... watch out for you if you are macem-macem..?" Laila was back to nagging..

and the one who was sent laughing out loud to mean that it was true that he thought there...

"ZACKYYY......!!!!!!!"