CEO of Gondrong That, My Husband.
Dress And Curtain Flowers
On Friday in the first week of the month after the employees were out of pay, dressed in batik that made the female staff look beautiful, she said, Dara got a gift from an online shop where she subscribed to clothes.
The expedition courier who ran the package seemed to smile cheerfully see the beautiful Dara today. Bagas spit up his eyes to jump because the courier saw his wife for more than five seconds. The courier hurriedly ducked, afraid that later this big boss rampaged continuously turned into a monochorobo who was ready to attack him at any time.
So after talking a little stale with Dara, the courier who turned toothless gave a close smile up the goodbye sign. Bagas so the user knows what the contents of the package are. He still suspects Dara is still related to the owner of the watermelon magnifying cream. Afraid that the contents of the package turned out to be a special bra for photos with cream abal-abal.
"What?" ask Bagas while sticking his head as far as possible in order to see the contents of the package that Dara is opening.
"Don't know Mas, but if in his memo it's written here a gift."
Bagas became interested, it seems that it is not from the olshop of watermelon magnifying cream. Crocodile gondrong so able to breathe freely after it had shortness of breath which resulted in shortness of breath for a moment.
"Well, clothes, Mom. Look, it's beautiful." said Dara sumringah. A white dress with black and red flowers.
"Well, that's very strict for sure, Yang." Bagas began to protest, Dara had been eager to save the beautiful dress from the hands of Bagas who began to rest.
"Not this, Mom. Honey, it's a gift because I'm a subscription to this store." Dara Keukeh retains that gorgeous dress.
"Where to wear the dress. I don't want you to be the subject of people's plotting." protested Bagas again.
"No Mas, just look at the length through the knee, the model is not press body loh. Some of you forget we have an invitation Mas Doni, the inauguration of his new home?"
"Oh yes, I forgot. Yes it is not papa, anyways when I just want to invite you to buy new clothes." fishing bagas again.
"No, I'll use this. So the money can be saved."
Bagas scratching his head, free to argue with Dara, the tension can go up and out of line. So to avoid a sudden stroke because of his wife, Bagas finally relented.
"But I yuk, go to the mall. I want to buy a new shirt."
Without a second thought, Dara immediately agreed. Their work hours ended half an hour ago. So now Bagas and Dara are in the mall.
Because they have left the company, both become free to make out. Bagas dashingly holding his wife's hand carrying around the mall with many gazes followed by the chili-cabean who again nyari prey.
Arriving at a store that sells adult men's clothing, Dara and Bagas began to be busy with many shirts offered by the shopkeeper. The mbak-mbak with a variety of shapes and forms so the spirit of the new clothes milihin Bagas, make Dara who saw so keki and want to invite their duel one-on-one.
Moreover, there is one Mbak who deliberately dok-sokan shaved clothes to his body Bagas, making Dara want to turn into Catwoman now also so that the claw face was Mbak's negligence.
Bagas already ketar ketir there will be an eleventh world war because see Dara exactly the cow Mr. Dadang who again exudes smoke in both ears and nostrils.
"This is it, my mother." Dara immediately turned Bagas' attention to his wife's choice. He picked up the shirt and tried it on in the fitting room.
Mbak who had been retreating regularly, did not want Dara more sensi continue to give raw bogem that can make him fall down.
"Where, Yang? fits no?" tanya Bagas then posed sexy with three buttons accidentally opened. Dara brandished both thumbs to see the shirt that was attached perfectly to the body of her husband.
After paying, Dara hurriedly kicked Bagas out of the store. The atmosphere is different, because the average shopkeeper who uses a mini skirt becomes more and more mini after the arrival of Bagas today.
After getting what they are looking for, Bagas invites Dara to eat first in one of the cafes there.
"No need, next time. I can't wait to wear that shirt." Dara remembered the beautiful dress earlier with a sparkling look.
Bagas can only obey his wife's will, after all if you look at the model is good also not too tight, but either at the top considering Dara has a jumbo size.
That night they were getting ready to go to Doni's show. Dara was already dandy and beautiful, her hair was curly made Jordi whistling and Kimung meow because of anxiety.
Bagas himself faded to see the wife who is now transformed into a Cinderella tub without glass shoes. He became amazed to see Dara so beautiful and charming.
But what Bagas expected, the shirt was indeed a little tight at the top. However, for this time Bagas let it go, rather than Nyai sulking and not so go.
When they reached the courtyard of Doni's new stately home, his friend had been waiting in front of the house. There is also Kevin who already looks dashing with a shirt suit, Doni's house is now rame as a malem market. Moreover, many of Doni's nephews who were still small were running to and fro.
"It's really pretty people" said Doni giggled amusedly and then immediately looked away. Because according to the agreement they can not stare Dara more than five seconds.
"But I've never seen Dara's shirt." said Kevin.
"Yes, Kev, where are you?" ask Doni while thinking.
Dara and Bagas looked at me.
"Yes, obviously, you see for sure the online shop. Dara nih can gift because it's a subscription." explained Bagas, Dara smiled sumringah agreed.
"Now I just saw the feeling. Where ya?" Doni was still bitter with his astonishment.
"Get in yuk, special guests have arrived, time to eat." Kevin invites them all in, Dara so confused is this show Doni or Kevin anyway?
When he entered, all eyes were on Dara. Make Dara become persimmon, especially many who whisper with a smile as well. Make Dara feel special.
Until finally, Doni's bald nephew, approached them.
"Aunty, Aunt." The bald boy tugged at the dress plan that Dara was wearing.
"What's up? wah, you're so funny that his hair is bald like a fluorescent lamp." Dara even spelled.
"His aunt is a double like Oom Doni." The bald boy pointed around the spacious room where the curtain was exactly the dress that Dara was wearing was perching sweetly.
Dara got whiny, breathing became difficult. Bagas, Kevin and Doni are the ambush. They all saw the curtains waving as if inviting Dara to hang there as well.
Bagas finally brought Dara as quickly as possible to the back, where Onah was already shrieking in surprise.
"Mas Bagas, why did Mbak Dara wear the curtain Mas Doni? in all, Mas Bagas did not buy Mbak Dara new clothes." Onah's nagging made Bagas tension already out of line.
Dara was really bad, he wanted to call mom Tukiyem, wanted to pinjem negligent smell of onions. That's better than he thought he helped the curtains Doni made into a party dress! apes.
If there's Kimung and Jordi, they're choirs. Although different languages, but the meaning is the same, still ketawain Dara until stomach pain.
Kevin and Doni already feel guilty, did not expect the same curtain Dara clothes turned out to be a species. No! wrong Onah, he bought this curtain yesterday.