Big Boss Wife
Chapter 123
EMPERORS
Today, I managed to pick up mom. By plane, I brought with me Mr. De— Brother of the late father— to propose to Dara.
We arrived at the capital when it was still afternoon, because I deliberately booked a ticket home in the afternoon. The princess still hasn't come home, and I'm straight out to see Dara. I'd like to ask her to buy the things she used for tomorrow's handover.
Aunt Marisa who is the mother of Boss Zayn donated cakes and the like brought by the application. So, I just need to buy a ring, a handover and clothes for a proposal that will take place simply.
I waited for Dara who had not been said to be ready to leave the office, and sure enough, before long the girl I was going to marry came out with a thin makeup polish that adorned her face.
I got out of the car to greet her, and Dara smiled at me.
"Mas" he called as he walked towards me.
"Hi, let's go straight into the night," I asked, then opened the car door for her.
"Yes, Mum." Dara came in and I turned around to sit in the driver's seat.
"Aren't you tired, Mom?" dara asked after she finished putting her seatbelt on.
"Smuck anyway, but after meeting you, the fatigue is gone," I replied after putting on the seat belt.
"That's a hell of a bitch." Instantly a natural red hue graced the cheeks of my future wife.
The car drove quickly to the shopping center that belonged to Boss Zayn. After parking the car, we headed to a jewelry store that Dara subscribed to.
"Mas, which one do you like?" dara asked while showing some models of the ring that I myself did not understand the shape and model.
"As far as you are, I like whatever you like" I replied, glancing to the left right, looking for a suitable seat.
"Well, what the hell, so not a proposal anyway?" ask Dara who is getting upset.
"Why the hell, honey?" I took out a ring that was just slit on top of the rough glass.
"Mas Kai tuh, I want Mas who chose his ring for me. Why would you say whatever?" Dara pressed her lips, annoyed.
I've been used to facing Princesses who act like Dara at the moment. Everywhere, the girl is never wrong, if I blame her, the longer the business.
"Yes, I think it's good to wear this one" I said, handing over a ring that looked simpler.
"That's dong, I also liked this one from earlier." Dara smiled as she looked at the ring of my choice.
If you like it, why not just take it. Wear all ngambek events. I don't know if I'm tired. Fortunately I am, darling.
"How much is everything?"
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After the jewelry store, Dara chose the sarimbit batik that we will wear tomorrow night. The drama of choosing clothes continues. I understand Dara's attitude, because she's an only child, and actually I do like spoiled and smart girls like her.
"Mas, what's a nice gray color pink?" ask Dara while carrying two batik sets with the same motif, only different colors.
"The pink is good."
"But the gray one is more suited to Mas Kai, the pink is too girlish," he replied as he wandered in front of the mirror.
"Yes, take the gray one."
"That's dong, Mas. We have to be right."
I wanted to yell at him, but it felt like my energy would be wasted if I fought with him.
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