Duda But Perjaka
[Season 2] Shirt Fitting

I was shocked when I heard Andra say Antony's name. He was a classmate with me. Antony never liked me in the first place. Coupled with the promotion of the promotion I won, making him even more annoyed.

I rubbed my face rough. My mind is everywhere. Not meant for netthink but, Antony must be looking for a loophole to take me down.

"Oh my God, Ndra," I groaned through the hair.

"Sorry Gan" said Andra.

I sighed softly, worried that something bad would happen to me. As if my name should not get dirty even though it is the worst possibility that I will have to resign.

"We're dealing with Ndra" I said patting her on the shoulder. Andra felt bad.

"Tomorrow I go," I said again.

Andra raised her head and asked, "What about your marriage?"

"Where's what? Yes still married," I said casually trying to calm down even though in a heart of moaning.

Me and Andra set up a strategy to counter-attack Antony. Maybe I should teach you a little lesson. Therefore inevitably I have to go alone to look for evidence.

"Seriously so, Om. What discussion?" chaca patted my shoulder. Chaca sat herself beside me.

"Dear, is it over?" I stroked her hair.

Chaca nodded, then Madam Amel and Andra said goodbye first. They want to review the location for the reception. Chaca and I are planning on fitting a shirt that I've been ordering for a long time.

"Where are we going, Om?" chaca asked as I drove the car through the road.

"Om this isn't the way home, where are you going?"

I'm still focusing on driving and thinking about the hotel not paying so much attention to it. Our journey became quiet. Chaca no longer spoke. Until we got to a boutique.

"Let's go, baby," I said taking off the seatbelt.

"Why honey, how do you frown?" I turned my body to face him while rubbing the top of his head.

"His father was taught to speak from that silence, ngeselin!" his mouth was exasperated while crossing his hands on his chest.

I took a long breath. "I'm sorry, my dear, it wasn't focused. How, what do you want to ask? I'm feeling fine, "my chirps are still facing him and holding both hands.

"Stale dead!" he turned his lips and looked at the window. Her chin curios then kissed her sizzling lips at a glance, making both of her cheeks blush.

"Good God, honey, don't sulk, '" my whine rubbed his cheek gently.

"That's why if the person talking is heard, it's answered!" it rattled with ketus.

"Yes dear."

"I don't like being diced!" cerocosnya again.

"Yes yes."

"Don't repeat it again!"

My answer is the same, yes. I don't want to get any longer. Chaca is so sensitive now. Usually his attitude can only be ignored by Mother.

Mother, Gandhi missed Mother very much.

"That's daydreaming again! Just keep on cuekin!" his grunts pushed my body.

I quickly regained my senses, then grabbed her hand. "Honey, hopefully. We still have a lot of preparation. Don't fight because of trivial things. We now want your kebaya fitting that I have ordered for a long time. There is still time for benahin if it is not fit. Okay, honey, yes. Yuk down!"

I grabbed her face, I kissed her cheeks and lips at a glance. I was worried to hear the cerocosnya that there is no mesh. To me, it only adds to her beauty.

Without hearing the protester or the cerocosn again I immediately got out of the car. Then opening the door for Chaca, she was still riveted. Until the touch of my hand breaks it. After coming down, I cut his fingers into the boutique.

"Butik Vera" Chaca murmured softly but I could still hear.

"Yes, a recommendation from Ms. Amel. I know what the ginian thing is, honey" I said, opening the door.

Just a few steps in, we were approached by employees. I love this shop because it's friendly.

"Welcome, Ma'am, how can we help you?" said one of the short-haired girls.

"Eh, Gandhi. This is his future wife. Wow very beautiful, still pretty. Pinter very Mas choose it," seloroh Vera owner of this boutique.

"Yes Ma'am, this is Chaca my future wife" I said.

"Vera," he said, hand-picking.

"Chaca Mbak" said smilingly shaking Vera's hand.

Then Vera let us in. Kebaya my order has been so just take care if there is less. He invited Chaca to try the kebaya that will be imposed next week.

I waited for him on the sofa provided while playing the phone. Not playing exactly monitoring the work. Almost 30 minutes of waiting, as I was about to move my eyes looked at an angel.

Ah not her Chaca, my goodness looks so graceful. My eyes did not blink looking at him. Until Chaca's hand waved in front of me.

"Om, how?" tanya Chaca bit her lower lip. His eyes dropped, he looked not confident.

"It's so pretty baby, I want to be in the ijab now" I chuckled at Vera.

"Patient patience, Mas, now it's your turn. Let's try it first" said Vera carrying a pair of white suits.

Not long after, I came out in a white suit that matched Chaca's kebaya. Chaca took a look at the dress attached to the statue along the room.

"Cha, here!" call me when I'm standing in front of the locker room door.

I put both hands in my pants pocket. Stylish sook cool. Chaca shuddered, she must be fascinated.

"The handsome is my future husband" chaca stepped closer.

"Newly aware, dear? Where have you been all this time?" my candlestick, he just grimaced.

"You guys seem to be really excited, really compatible," said Vera staring at us.

Chaca and I stared at each other, her hands curled up in my arms. We are both enchanted with their charms.

"Come on!" ask me to make Chaca frown.

"Where's Om?" tanyanya's confused.

"KUA right now. Later wait next week," said I got a pinch on the waist.

I complained of pain. Vera has made sure that our clothes are really fit. After changing clothes back, I finished the payment and rushed home.

"Honey, we haven't told Mama Papa. We made a double surprise tonight," I said as I turned on the car's engine.

"Cock double Om?" tanyanya's confused.

"Yes dong Darling, first Mama Sama Papa does not know that you can walk. Both days of our wedding" I said focus on driving.

Chaca is just a ria ooh. Not very enthusiastic about responding. Ever since she found out that Chaca wasn't Mama and Papa's biological child, she's been reticent.

Not long after, we got home. It was late, usually both my parents stayed at home. Because he is committed to setting aside family time.

I pressed the bell a few times. The key is played and the door opens. I think Bi Ratih, it was Mama herself who opened it.

"Night, Ma," I kissed the back of his hand.

She kissed me on both cheeks, replying, "Dear too, have you come home?" I nodded in agreement.

"Have you gone home, Ma? I have two surprises tonight," I said, making Mama curious.

I shifted my body revealing Chaca who had been hiding behind my back. Mama widened her eyes and closed her mouth in surprise. Even until her tears came.

"Darling, can you walk again?" mama held Chaca's body in her arms. He cried the day after, Chaca rubbed Mama's back that kept shaking because of her stuffing.

"Yes Mom, thank you Mom. I have been patient with Chaca. Sorry Chaca who always bothers Mommy," said Chaca who joined in crying in Mama's arms.

"Who's Mom? Why not enter?" said someone speaking barinton from inside the house.

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