Fondled Passion 3 Cogan
Buying Clothes

When we came out of the room we accidentally passed each other, so we wanted to go down to the bottom floor simultaneously walking. Seen from afar the prospective in-laws are busy reading the newspaper, while screwing a drink available in a cup. Dilla's on work today, so it's okay for the two of us to spend all day together.

"Wuiiih, Mama's daughter-in-law today is so cute!" praise the prospective female in-laws, when this self meets her who is relaxing sitting on the sofa in the middle room.

"From the first Dio was handsome, don't let it be that, why! Let's sneak off, Dio!" ketus replied Dilla to the mother-in-law.

His hands have touched him. Warm welcome from him. Soft hands but already wrinkled, very giving off the handbody distinctive aroma of roses.

"Come on. Don't stay here for long, maybe my mama will embrace you too," said Dilla who has now pulled my hand.

"Hey, you brat. Mama herself said, here you are!" The in-laws' anger doesn't like it.

I can only laugh and see the incompatibility between mother and child. The move was hasty because Dilla pulled me strong to keep following her path.

Clamps. I opened the car door for Dilla.

"Thank you" he said.

The legs are already quickly circling the car from behind to get in immediately. Looks Dilla's face is now sour not very tasty to look at.

"You why the hell! Sensi. Mama was just kidding, do not put in the heart," lamented I who have now driven a car.

"How not to like, cook your own mama talk like that, I'm so clumsy don't like," he answered already tosnap his lips.

"Heeeh, yes. Mama did say something wrong like that, besides I will not turn away from you, so do not worry too much like that," said I have stroked his cheek using one hand, because the other hand was holding the wheel.

"Hihihi, huh? Just watch if you're lying, you know what this is!" said Dilla showing a fist.

"Waaah, what a sadist! Okay .. Okay, I will not betray your love" I replied seriously.

"Thank you Dio, it turns out our parents didn't make a mistake. Hey, is this what you call destiny?" said it.

"Maybe, because fate is a divine secret" I replied.

Finally we reached the place of clothing fittings, which had previously been boking by Dilla's parents. Again I had to go around the car, to open the door immediately for Dilla who wanted to get out of the car.

"I like the elegant but the simple" I replied.

"Oowh."

"Bak, choose a wedding dress that is simple but elegant and certainly fit in my body," told Dilla to the store clerk.

"Let's go, try this! I'll show you the clothes you mean" replied the store clerk.

I also just followed Dilla's steps from behind, when she was busy following the steps of the store clerk. Eyes can not be separated to continue to see the bridal clothes that look so luxurious.

"Well, these clothes look so expensive! Is this not too much? Heeh, but what is my day when the future-in-law insists on breeding everything," I complained inwardly.

"Dio, what's good?" Dilla's voice asked.

"Emm, both are good. But I like that white one, it looks really good for you to wear" I explained.

"Oh .. ok."

"Sir, I'll take this white one. Said my candidate, I'm this beautiful disposable white one," said Dilla showing off. The store clerk had a little laugh and I felt so ashamed.

"Oh my goodness, baby. Why say that, when I don't say that, very confident if you are beautiful," I complained as the store clerk went to wrap his clothes.

"I should praise myself, for you rarely say I am like that. 'Even in fact I am beautiful, because if you are beautiful, you may want to be like me" he replied super smart.

"He'eh, beautiful memuang. Until I'm the same persimmon as you," I asked jokingly.

"Hihiii, cook."

The business of choosing clothes was finished, and we also slid to another place to do the process of praweding photos. Really it's all beyond my expectations that everything is all luxurious, with a heart that has been shrunk to feel insecure over all that the family of the future wife.

Dilla again took pictures in a white dress that contrasts with the skin of her father. I also feel happy to get a wife who turns out to love a man like me, who is poor is nothing compared to him.