
Thoriq tried to calm his heart that had rumbled, after watching Tsamara fight Anggara and Olive earlier. Then came back to his mother, who seemed busy choosing a batik shirt for him.
"Thoriq, where have you been?"
"Just look at that shirt, ma."
The man deliberately stood in front of his mother. He did not want the good name of the woman who began to fill his heart look bad in front of his mother.
After getting a shirt that suits him, Thoriq and his mother immediately took him to the cashier.
**
Meanwhile, after Tsamara's departure, Olive is no longer interested in buying a newly contested outfit with the former fat girl.
He and Anggara went back for a walk, to choose clothes that fit to be used as a gift, and also clothes that are worn on the wedding day.
After that both went around the supermarket to buy other supplies.
**
So did Tsamara, who eventually found her family. After that while choosing clothes, had separated with them.
The girl tried on some of the clothes her family had already chosen, as she went around earlier.
"What do you think?" He asked when he opened the locker room door, and showed a maroon knee-length dress.
The dress had short sleeves, a lower cleavage, a lower part of the umbrella, and the upper part was seen press body.
"It's so nice, brother." Farah first judged her brother's appearance.
"Yes, sister Tsa is more beautiful." Soffin sparkled at the appearance of her own brother. Until he cupped his face with both palms.
"Perfects!" Mr. Abas raised his thumb with a smile.
"Both papa's girls are equally beautiful." Say Mr. Abas again wisely, while embracing Farah's shoulder. He did not want to differentiate his two children.
"Try changing the other clothes, brother." Tell the little guy, Soffin.
"Okay, wait a minute." Tsamara closed the door again, then changed into another outfit.
Shortly thereafter, Tsamara opened the door.
This time he wore a mocha-colored dress to the chest, and knee-length. His family was amazed again. Up to the whole shirt he tried, all of them added more value to the girl.
"Why did you say all his clothes fit on me. Makes me confused about which clothes to wear, when the proposal is tonight." Complain Tsamara with a bowed face.
"That's what it says, Farah. Better all the clothes you tried earlier, just buy them all. Later try again at home, choose which one makes you the most satisfied."
"Agreed!" Soffin flicked his finger and smiled.
"This much?" Anniversary Tsamara while showing the pile of clothes that he held.
"Yes." Yeah." His family answered compactly while nodding his head. That made Tsamara sigh and shake her head.
For the umpteenth time, Thoriq saw the woman he was about to apply for, from a safe distance. Unlike the previous one, this time the man wore a thin smile.
For a long time, the man liked Tsamara. Because of her truly good personality, strong motherly nature, and her high zeal to change things. And now, a few more steps he'll get it.
"Thoriq, how the hell are you. I was following you, why are you even looking here?" Mother Husna's words surprised her only son.
"Eh, yes ma. Sorry, this is Thoriq also being picky clothes that fit for mom." Thoriq pretended to pick up the clothes in front of him.
"Any match, you wear a bikini when you want to propose to Tsamara later?" Shirt Bu Husna, because the clothes held by Thoriq is a woman's swimsuit.
The man patted his own eel, aware of the absurdity he was making. Then grimace.
"Sorry, ma."
"Don't look at Tsamara for long. Later you are more and more smearing made it. Keep wanting to speed up the wedding day, from one month to one day. Repot the business later."
"Huh? Mama is just there."
"It's common. Your late father was too. Yes, come with me." Husna walked away, and her son followed her.
**
On the sidelines accompanying Olive shopping, Anggara plays his phone. Especially if he's not sending a message to Tsamara.
[Hi, Tsamara is beautiful. Sorry for the attitude of the attached grandmother. Actually I don't like him either, but how else. My father kept forcing us to get married. But, just calm down. I'm not gonna touch it. Because my kind of woman is not like her, but like you. Please do not misunderstand me. Can we go out together sometime?]
After typing a series of seduction crocodile island, he returned to focus with Olive who was choosing a bag from a well-known brand.
"Darling, didn't you buy a bag the other day?" Anggara reminded.
"Tempo day right? Not now, is it?" Olive turned her head and looked at Anggara sharply. So that makes the man wrong behavior, until scratching his head full of dandruff.
"Yes too." Reply Anggara.