
BECOME POSSESSIVE
They are now in a boutique. All the officers who looked down lowered their heads as a sign of respect. Cassandra responded to them with a smile.
A shopkeeper accompanied the two and invited them into the VIP room of the boutique.
Special rooms are provided for customers who buy at least once a month with a minimum of purchases and buy limited edition products every month.
VIP members will get special services when visiting the boutique. From food and drinks and VIP customers can also get services at home when they want to shop.
Cassandra, who was shopping for the first time at this luxury boutique, has a new experience.
Each VIP customer will get 1 waiter who will serve them in shopping.
Satrio raised his hand up and the servant came and approached the couple.
"There's something I can help you with, sir. Introduce me, Dina who will serve, Mr and Madam during the shopping," said the boutique waiter introducing himself politely.
"Alright, Dina. Bring clothes that fit my wife's size, from casual clothes to formal events" said Satrio, who just finished sipping milk coffee provided by a boutique waiter.
"And yes, choose a model that is below the knee and that is not too open," continued Satrio gave a code to immediately prepare the order.
The waiter bowed respectfully and left the couple and picked up some models of clothing.
"Here, sir, some of the latest clothing models this week," said Dina who came by pushing a stand hanger containing several pairs of clothes.
"Try it" said Satrio, giving the wife the code..
The beautiful woman then followed the waiter named Dina and entered the fitting room.
He was a little surprised at Dina who came into the fitting room with him.
"Where did she want to try on the clothes?" ask Dina to Cassandra.
"Just up to you, I'm coming, '" he replied.
Dina picked up the shirt Cassandra was going to try and help put it on. At first he refused and said that he would wear it himself, but because he did not want the employee to get into trouble from the store manager, he finally followed what the female employee said.
Cassandra tried a long black dress with a swarovski decoration that made the dress more beautiful and luxurious.
Cassandra came out and showed Satrio.
"This is the first shirt, sir," said Dina while making a curtain fitting room in front of Satrio.
Satrio who was staring at the cellphone also turned his head and looked at Cassandra who just came out of the fitting room.
Satrio was amazed to see the appearance of Cassandra. His eyes did not blink looking at the appearance of the wife who looked very, very different. The woman who was usually stylish as it was looked elegant and mature while wearing the black dress.
"How, Master!" dina exclaimed as Satrio shook his head.
Satrio turned his eyes and nodded.
"OK, wrap up everything you've chosen. I like all of them" Satrio said.
"Deliver all the clothes to my address, and give me a dress that he will wear now" Satrio said, then left the sofa and walked to the cashier.
Currently they both are on a car to the same campus with the campus was just different faculty.
"Until the gate, don't go in" said Cassandra when Satrio's car will enter the parking lot.
"Why? Are you afraid if someone sees you!" satrio immediately stopped the car when he heard what Cassandra said.
The woman then looked towards the man in front of her with a lazy look.
"Don't please, Yo. You don't have to look for trouble anymore, since morning I've been trying to be patient and follow all your will. Most of the time we marry 'there are many students who attend as representatives of the campus!" cassandra reminded.
Satrio sighed and then opened the auto lock of his car. And not intermittently, the woman immediately opened the door and walked out from there.
The handsome man could only stare at the back of the woman who was already his wife. Things that never imagined. Even Satrio never thought about marrying a woman who was very different from his personality.
"Who is that man, doesn't he know that he's married!" satrio said muttering.
Because the mood was a mess, Satrio finally returned home and did not get together with his friends.
***
On campus
"Hi, Cassie," said the man named Ardi as he watched Cassandra walk into the faculty.
"Hi, Ardi. Where is Amel? Not together!" cassandra asked as she looked at Ardi's figure in the back.
"No, I'm going to ask him for help again if he makes something straight, I don't know what it is" explained Ardi.
"Oh that's right, if I don't have to come to the campus all. Can do it yourself at home. Fucking Amel!" Cassandra snorted annoyed at the behavior of her best friend.
"Yes, let me change Amel nemenin you do his job, how?" tanya Ardi offered. In his heart the man prayed that the woman would accept his invitation.
"No, no, Ar. Thank you, it's not nice if anyone sees us both like this," Cassandra said goodbye to Ardi and left the man who was still staring at the departure of the woman who had long been estimated, unfortunately, the woman got married a few weeks ago.
Yes, that man is Ardi, Amel's cousin. For a long time he had a taste in the woman but he was quiet because he was still not ready if he got a rejection if he expressed his feelings.
The reason, said Amel if Cassandra does not want to date first and just want to focus on completing college but whatever wind suddenly Ardi heard the news if Cassandra was married to her senior on campus. Like being struck by lightning, his heart was broken and his spirit decimated even before he fought.
Leaving Ardi with disappointment. The woman then directed her feet towards the library which was not far from the faculty of the husband first.
Although he has long graduated, but the charm of the husband is still so felt there, especially whenever there is an event organized by the campus, Satrio will definitely be invited as a guest of honor.
The woman walked leisurely without caring for the people who had seen her since with all sorts of gazes with their discordant voices.
Cassandra could only sigh when she saw the sharp and cynical gazes of the women who admired her husband.
Cassandra seemed to be busy with some books on the table that had been taken. His focus was suddenly split as a well-known man sat beside him leisurely even without permission or having a pleasant conversation beforehand.
The woman turned towards the person sitting next to her. He then sighed when he found out the figure of the man.
"Go, Brian. Don't look for trouble here, you know 'this is his territory, Satrio even if he's not already here!" cassandra reminded.
Yes, the handsome, white and statured man of eleven twelve with Satrio was the man who used to bravely fight against his senior for the sake of a woman who was publicly humiliated two years ago.
And without them knowing it, some pairs of eyes pay attention to the brand and some even take pictures of them secretly while having interactions.
After two hours there. Finally he came out of the library and walked to the campus cafeteria. His stomach was already a little sore from forgetting his lunch.
"Where else are you going?" brian asked as he saw Cassandra start walking towards the next building.
"Cantin, I miss Mr. Yanto's cooking" Cassandra replied.
Without the ba-bi-bu bebo, Brian pulled the woman's hand out toward the campus with a little run to make the people around them notice until they disappeared behind the glass doors of the university.
"Where are you? I said I wanted to eat at Mr. Yanto, Bri," Cassandra interrupted as her hand was pulled by Brian.
"Yes, hayoo. He's moved across there!" reply Brian pointed to one of the shophouses located not far from their campus.
And finally they set off together using Brian's black Ducati Monster bike.
Being married to the man who is the most popular and famous man on campus makes Cassandra like a celebrity who is followed wherever she goes. The enormous effect that the woman must feel because she is married to a famous man on campus.
CEKREK CEKREK
So many cctv and paparazzi around Cassandra today even to the point of following wherever she goes.
While Cassandra was busy enjoying the food that had been served in front of her.
In a different place, precisely in a workspace, a man with a fist looks gray because it holds the anger of being informed and some photos that show people who are very familiar.
...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...