Damar (Not) For Wulan
Couple Clothes

The man called me again and again.

"Someone called meuh." Wulan turned around.

"Don't beat him up!" I pulled harder Wulan's arm.

"But don't be gini too dong! My hands hurt."

"Eits, where are you going?" I was upset to see him now in front of both of us.

"Who is he, Damar?" Zayn—ex girlfriend Lusi stared at Wulan without a blink.

"You don't need to know" I replied.

"Crazy Elu yes, very easy to get girls. You've already moved, now you have another girl." Zayn clapped his hands in front of us. His stare looked at me and Wulan took turns.

Wulan felt uncomfortable, she moved, standing behind my back. His hand grip is getting tighter.

"Elu misunderstood, Lusi and I have nothing but friendship. The reason he broke up with you, not because of me. But, because the rude Elu was the same as him." Actually lazy to say this. But he has to be self-aware.

"You don't have to bother me! I told you that Lusi and I had nothing to do." Rather than looking at him for longer, I'd better say it straight away.

"What true? I'm sure it was you who made Lusi leave me. She likes it so much Elu." I saw the look on his face that was holding back emotions. His left hand clenched tightly, his jaw hardened.

"We go ajah yuk!" ask Wulan to start making noises.

"Heh, Elu Damar's new girlfriend huh? Watch out, don't be with him. He's demen gonna change girls."

"Take your mouth, Zayn!" My emotions can't be held back anymore.

"Stop you! We become a spectacle of people. Let's go, Mar!" This time it was Wulan who pulled my arm violently.

"Be careful, you can be cut off when you do. It's a lot of cheating." I turned to Zayn who spoke haphazardly. He's blind for judging me like that. In fact, he himself behaved as his mouth said.

"We come in here." Wulan dragged me into an outlet.

"Would you be picky here?"

"Actually you're avoiding your friends." His words were so sniffy.

"He's not my friend, be careful when you say." I clasped his hand. It turned out, since then, the two of us joined hands unnoticed.

"I thought your friend. Yeah, I picked up a shirt first." I sat in the waiting room.

The ringing of the hape made me distract.

"Mommy, why call again." With a heavy heart, I answered her phone call.

"Yes Mam" I replied lazily.

"Where's Wulan? You actually picked her up at the hostel, didn't you?"

"Yes, really got picked up. Wulan was picking clothes. Want to talk to him?"

"Mommy wants to see him, don't want to talk. Change the video call, you show her face. Just be careful if you lie."

"Mami why the hell? Just as his own son doesn't believe that." I immediately switched the video call so that he could see Wulan.

I'm looking for Wulan's whereabouts, he's picking a modern batik kebaya. Immediately I highlighted his face.

"Mam, Wulan is there. Now believe me?"

"Okay, Mami believes that you really picked Wulan up."

"Madatin's room, you want to shatter."

"Propat continues, do not forget to choose a couple dress to make it nice to see!"

"Yes, Mama. Let Wulan ajah who miliihin. Let's just follow it."

"Yes, Mama." Phone call I decided.

Instead of waiting for him to choose a shirt, I better play online games first. It's good to spend time. I started this game. Andre and Dimas are online. We play together as a team.

"Hey, what the hell is this? Turn my hape!" Wulan took my hape.

"It's okay .. herein hape me!"

"I called you earlier, but I didn't say anything. Yes, I took the hape." He held the eaves in his right hand. I tried to grab her, but she moved the tape to her left hand.

"Wulan, don't make me angry. Balikin!"

"With me first, Auntie said she had to buy a couple. So, I picked this one, you agree?" He grabbed two hangers near us.

"Whatever, I don't care to wear any clothes." I got back to that phone.

"Then I'll take this one. Males chose it."

"Whatever."

"Yes, pay there!" He placed the two hangers on my thigh.

"Whisper, turn back on me! I'll take the credit card." He held the hape.

There was an employee who approached us. I reached into the wallet that was inside the waist bag. I gave the card to Wulan.

"Sono go!" I thrust.

"Let me bring her clothes." The employee stayed away with Wulan.

"Just interrupt," I grumbled. I immediately play again while menggedumel. The more here, Wulan's behavior is very similar to Mami's. Wonder if there is a twin Mami at home. Could be my hair fall out, over time can be bald suddenly.

"Damar, give me the card. The PIN number I don't know."

"Whisper, don't frown at that." I mentioned the numbers to Wulan.

"Eh, how much was that? I forgot." He was grinning wide.

"Here's Elu's phone!"

"Make what?" He knitted both his eyebrows.

"Bawel really, hunt!" He was forced to give his hape.

I pressed six numbers according to my ATM card pin number.

"That number." He's back at the cashier soon. While I continue the mabar.

*POV Wulan

I quickly went to the cashier to continue the payment. After that, I met Damar who was still playing online games.

"Broom, let's go home! It's done buying. Direct anterin to the boarding house yes!" He was silent not flinching. I was already sleepy. Instead of being kept, I sat down beside him. This head rests on the head of the chair. I'd better close these eyelids for a second.

"Eh, even sleeping. Wake up, let's go home!" I narrowed my eyes, looking at it from such a close distance.

"Damar, what the hell are you doing?" I pushed his chest.

"Otherwise, if you sleep, don't stay here! Let's go!" He pulled my arm.

I followed her steps to the basement. Our hands were released when we got into the car. I put the bag in the back seat.

"Wait a minute, I think I'm missing my keys."

"Ck, how the hell are you? I want to go home and remember."

"Where go get it!" He yelled at me. I ran to the outlet before it closed. The clock has shown nine o'clock over thirty minutes. It felt good when the employee knew my face. He apparently kept the key lying on the cashier's desk. I thanked him and went back down to the basement.

I haven't been able to find the whereabouts of Damar's car, there is a hand that smothers this mouth.

"Hemphh." I can't scream. My hand reaches out to the head of the one who smothered me.

The hand was getting stronger until I had trouble breathing.