Crazy Love of the Actor
Part 67: Split 5

“Aprepared what I ordered?” Mami went into her subscription boutique, a classic boutique that she really liked, the Designer had prepared her mother's request Syila, a graceful Muslim dress that is not striking but still looks luxurious.

There were 3 Assistant Designers who welcomed their arrival, then went straight upstairs, a special room for VIP guests.

They reached the 2nd floor and were immediately faced with various dresses.

One assistant showed me one dress first.

“Hmm, Mi... kit it want prelaunching film, not fiancee, this why should really dress?” Syila refused, because the dresses seen from here alone are excessive.

“This is indeed a dress for a big event, CIl.” My mother said stubbornly.

“Iya this is a big event, but not after the award show that, only just a movie screening event, Mi. Ma'am, there is nothing that is not a dress, looks formal, not excessive and shady?” Syila doesn't want to wear that dress, never, that's too much.

“Do not want a dress?” There was a sound from the other direction.

“Tante?” Syila was confused because Izraa's mom was suddenly here.

“It so happens, I was picking up clothes for Izraa, she said she would only wear old clothes, but I insisted on using my order shirt, you know, I said, this is his debut after a long time vacuum from the world of cinema.”

“Oh yes, Aunt.” Syila is not so keen to pierce, because there is a mama there.

“If you don't like dresses, don't you have a spring summer collection that was used yesterday at a fashion week parade in London? There is a collection of hijab like jumpsuit and also a shirt with beautiful details?” Her mother Izraa spoke to one of the assistant designers who helped Syila and her mother.

“Iya Bu, but sorry, the collection has not been launched, because it will only be launched in three months.” The assistant replied.

“Ok, show Syila the catalog first, if there is anything she likes, I will contact your Designer.”

“But, Bu ...”

“Take his catalog.” Izraa's mom insisted, The assistant knows how much money Izraa's mom spent to support the owner of this boutique. So the catalogue was given to Syila.

The catalog is not yet official so, only used for overseas parades only yesterday, but as her mom Izraa guessed, Syila will like, because she understands very well, that Syila is not a girl who likes to wear a lot of bead-dressed dresses, she is a girl with a strong character nan elegant, surely her mother used to want Syila to appear with grace, graceful, so until now she likes to force Syila to wear a dress, as it used to be during the first family meeting, Syila wore a dress and obviously, she was uncomfortable.

Sometimes the closest people like to force the will.

“It's good, I like.” Syila dropped the choice on a shirt and trousers suit made from Wollycrepe textured like a fancy orange peel, with a beautiful nude color.

The shirt has details on his shoulders, the detail is shaped like a cape that is not too long, only up to the elbow, but adds a luxurious impression. Not to forget the designer added a ribbon collar application on his shirt to add a formal impression. Not until there, because it is intended for Muslim women, the hands of the shirt are long in the form of a trumpet or umbrella with cutting that is not too long, really Syila really likes this collection of suits.

Then on the pants, still made of the same that is Wollycrepe, cutting from pants with slacks or straight models commonly used as pants suits from work shirts, and, straight cutting feels more formal with a fairly high waist.

“Tante phone first designer yes, so they can remove the collection you like.”

Then Izraa's mom called the Designer, but covered the other room.

[Hello Anastasia, am I bothering you?] Izraa's mom is making small talk.

[No, what's wrong aunt?] They seem to know each other very well.

[Ana, would-be auntie want no prelaunching film with Izraa, but she doesn't like dresses, it's not that your dress is not good, yes, her son is indeed a strong character, she's not, then auntie remember you have a collection that is displayed in the London fashion parade, trus Aunty force your assistant to love her catalog, would-be daughter-in-law Aunt like the hijab collection, which is nude ituloh Ana, color, you have no stock for the size of M, aunt's daughter-in-law is the size of her body S, but of course she does not like if she wears a slim fit shirt, about you can help not ya?]

[Ana, the future aunt's daughter-in-law wants to launch a movie starring Izraa, this could be a promotional event for you, try to imagine, when Syila spoke in front of a lot of the press tomorrow, your clothes will be highlighted as well, they must be wondering, Syila is wearing clothes who, later Tante all persuade Syila to take photos and put it on social media then tag you as a designer, then tag you as a designer, itung soft launching darling. Can be a high exposure without a budget for you, Auntie buy her clothes, gifts for prospective ghosts.]

[Duh, Auntie is the most good at seeing business opportunities, then, I don't mind, as aunt says, itung-katung kasih exposure for my clothes before launching, then, very cool business with Aunt, yaudah, later I ask my assistant to exit the size S and M because it just happens that only two sizes are new, then there, but what M looks like has not been all stretched, I asked my tailor to leave today. But try Tan first, let the measure come in.]

[Dam! You are the best!] Then Izraa's mom hung up.

“Syila, you're lucky, the size is there, Ana must have told you guys right?”

“Iya Bu, size S and Mnya are being issued, but if it is the size M used, then there must be a finishing first.”

“Yes is okay, Syila try first yes, later if the size S is enough and not too slim fit, take the S only.”

“Still Aunty.”

“No thanks, this is a small thing for Syila.” Izraa's mother is seen trying very hard to get close to her former candidate.

Syila's mother just looked at her with a flat face, while Syila took off her clothes, two mami from the upper class were drinking tea on the sofa provided.

“Is this really a coincidence, Jeng?” Syila's mom asked as she sipped her tea from the VIP guest's special cup.

“In business there is no coincidence, all there is a calculation.” Izraa's mom was just telling the truth.

“I like this kind of open attitude, but don't expect much.”

“I never expect Jeng, just relax, what I give do not be considered a burden.” Of course he never expected, since he was sure he would win, he had already calculated all his steps since Izraa asked for help.

“Snya size can still be used Auntie, maybe because Syila's weight dropped so the size of S alone is still over size.”

“You ate a lot after this, take care of your health, because your film will be the debut of both of you, Auntie has a good feeling on your project.”

“I-iya Aunt.” Syila was nervous, afraid her mom was angry.

“Then, we say goodbye, her clothes please be prepared.” Syila's mom is coming home.

“Prepare her clothes, payment let aunt take care of ya.”

“No need Aunty, let Syila aja, do not want ngerepotin.”

“Syila, this is a gift, because Auntie has never given you, right?”

“Ng-no need Aunt .. I.”

“Thank you Jeng, I'll see you later in the afternoon on the tennis court ya.” Syila's mom pulled Syila away after her clothes were on hand and let her mom Izraa pay for her clothes.

Mami Izraa then gave a black unlimited credit card with the words American Express, the cordless EDC machine was prepared, then it was written by anka payerarang thirty-five million rupiah as the price from after that. The price is not too fantastic for business class mama Izraa.

“Thank you for serving my future daughter-in-law well, I have ordered drinks and food for you and also this is a shopping voucher in my mall, I am very happy today.” Although the assistants are used to being given great tips from Izraa's mother, but still look happy, because there are rarely VIP customers who are as good as Izraa's mom, she does know how to build relationships, but she still knows how to build relationships, no wonder her husband's business was brilliant.