Can It Be Us?
CALLED HANDSOME
After shopping, the two went straight home. Not going anywhere first. Fearful Ashana family worried at home.
"You guys are so fast." Ashana's mother said when the two reached home. They both played in the supermarket. But Ashana's mother said they were fast.
"If you want it to last longer we'll do it."
Ashana patted her forehead. How could Achazia speak so casually in front of her mother?
"Ah, no. I'm just talking. It's good that you guys are quick. We can get it ready." Mother Ashana's.
"Next time don't be like that." By Ashana's mother had already sauntered away.
"Don't that how?" Tanya Achazia did not understand.
"Mom was just talking, why are you taking her seriously? Ah yes, you always take anyone's words seriously." Ashana.
"Try me to ask. Where's the joke?"
"Mom's not kidding. Just just talking. Understood it? Next time you want to talk notice what kind of talk it is. If the talk is of the type, you only need to reply normally. Understood?"
Achazia nodded her head in understanding.
"good. Now let's go there."
Achazia follows Ashana's steps towards the back garden. Ashana's house is a very simple house. Not like his palace house. Even the back garden was as wide as the bathroom.
"Mom let me help!" Ashana said when she saw her mother doing something. As he was about to walk up to his mother, Achazia held the girl's hand. "What?" Ask Ashana.
"Then I how about you get busy with your mom?"
Ashana is looking for Andri's whereabouts. The woman smiled then called Andri to approach her.
"Why brother?" Andri asked when she was in front of Ashana.
"Here, talk to ya. He will not speak before anyone comes before him. The guy's a little shy."
Andri nodded. "Ready brother. I'll talk to him until I don't get shy anymore." It was the man who made Ashana laugh.
"Yes already, big brother tipped him." Ashana hands Achazia to Andri.
'Am I a baby to be left?' Inner Achazia.
Andri invited Achazia to cut up the meat that had been purchased. There is also a father.
"Come brother, let's cut this meat." Said Andri while pointing at the father who was chopping meat.
Father turned. "Why not change clothes first? Her clothes are too formal. Hey Andri, lend him your shirt." Say father because Achazia clothes this time is a shirt suit.
"No need." Reject Achazia before Andri takes her inside.
"Hey, your clothes will get dirty. Your clothes look expensive anyway. It's a shame that it gets dirty. Tell me how much your shirt costs?"
"30 million."
Andri and father made to gawk with nominal mentioned by Achazia. Even Andri to check his phone looking for if there is a shirt worth 30 million.
Mr. chuckles. "Oh, 30 million huh? It's expensive. Better to replace." Say father.
"Yes brother. If it gets dirty, baby, afraid the dirt on his shirt can't go away." Timpal Andri after checking and it turns out there. The picture is exactly like the shirt that Achazia wears.
"I can buy it again." Achazia.
Andri and I looked at each other? Is this the life of a rich man? Always rely on money. But what is it like to change what is difficult?
"Maybe for you those 30 million look a little. But not for us. 30 million looks like a treasure. For you, it may be just money that you can get in a day. That's why we asked you to change because we think your shirt is so valuable." Said the father who made Achazia instantly speechless.
"Andri," Call Achazia and Andri looks up.
"Yes brother?"
"I want to change clothes. I want to borrow your shirt." Achazia.
"So change his clothes? Yes, come with me." Andri invited Achazia inside. His room. The guy picked the nicest shirt he had.
"It looks like this one is suitable for big brother. It looks great if I wear it anyway." Andri handed the black shirt he held to Achazia.
"Try it. Oh, yeah, as long as you change I'll find the pants." As long as Andri is busy looking for pants, Achazia changes clothes. The man smiled. Not too bad he thought.
"Here," Andri gave Achazia pants to wear.
"I'm waiting outside" Andri said giving room for Achazia to change. There is no dressing room at home. After Achazia finished coming out, walked over to Andri who was waiting for him.
"Andri," Call Achazia.
Andri smiled broadly. "Wow brother! You're so handsome! My brother will love you more!" Said Andri who made a change in Achazia's face.
"really?"
Andri nodded. "Yes, if you don't believe me, let's go back." Said the man. Then they both went back to the back.
"Achazia you?" Ashana was in disbelief when she saw Achazia wearing Andri's clothes. Even the woman closed her mouth and shook her head.
"You're better looking like this." Ashana's murmur made Achazia smile.
"So, what did I say." Andri whispered.
"Yes, I'm there first." Ashana said as she heard Mom's voice calling out to her.
"Come brother, let's help you again." Andri and Achazia walked up to the father who was slicing his own meat.
"Wow, you look handsome like this." Said the father when he saw the appearance of Achazia now.
Achazia smile. But his smile was not due to praise from his father. Who else if not from Ashana.
"This brother. I teach you." Andri gives Achazia a knife, but Achazia looks like he can't hold it. You rich man. Be Andri teach Achazia slicing meat.
Ashana chuckled as she saw Achazia so seriously slicing through the meat. His face is funny. Even Ashana captured the moment on her phone.
"Hey," his mother nudged Ashana. Makes Ashana jump.
"What mother?" Ashana asked when her mother looked at her like that. Staring with a foolish look.
"What are you doing? Keeping Achazia on your phone?" Her mother's temptation made Ashana wrong.
"N-no." Ashana.
"Then what's on your phone?"
"I didn't photograph the three of them. All three, not Achazia."
Mother chuckles. He rubbed the top of Ashana's head. "It's okay you're in love with Achazia. That's natural, and I'll support you no matter what your choice is." Say Mother.
"Mother...." Ashana hugged her mother. His mother did not know how the Achazia family.
"Mother is ready to fight if anything gets in the way of your love." His mother said it along with the oddity and invited Ashana's smile.
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