GIRL IN RED
CHAPTER 382. WEDDING DRESS FITTINGS
Damian:
“What's up? Why are you smiling yourself like that?” the Emir asked as he saw Arimbi staring at his phone screen while smiling to himself. His fingers moved typing something made the Emir furrow his eyebrows and walked up to his wife. From the side he glanced at Arimbi's phone wanting to know what he was doing.
“It's okay my dear husband. I'm replying to a message with Joana.”
“Hmm... Just watch out if you reply to another male message.”
“What is the other man? Honey, don't make me mad. I'm tired and need a nice massage. My dear emir.....would you massage my legs?”
Arimbi was sitting leaning on the bed, the Emir was sitting near Arimbi's feet without saying much to take the body lotion and pour it into his hands. Then he started massaging Arimbi's legs. He looked back at Arimbi who again chuckled and looked very happy to reply to a message with Joana.
“What are you guys talking about?”
“Urusan women! Ah.... I want to tell you the good news.” said Arimbi smiling.
“Good news? You won the lottery or what?” ask the Emir while massaging Arimbi.
“Joana is engaged and her engagement event will not be held soon.”
“Ehm...good! Who's her fiance?” ask the curious Emir.
“Mr Dion Harimurti!” arimbi.
“What? Haha.....Dion Harimurti and Joana?” the Emir laughed out loud. What he had just heard was like a joke. He knew Dion Harimurti well. The man who also has the exact same nature as him and also his enemy. How can Joana get engaged to hear that guy?
“Emir dear, do you think they are not suitable? But I think they must be very compatible. Just imagine, a cold, flat-faced Dion like you paired with a chatty, always noisy Joana. Hahaha..I can imagine Joana must be making Dion Harimurti have a headache every day.”
“Do not interfere in their affairs. It seems like Dion always follows what I do. Our wedding party will be held soon and she hastily wants to hold an engagement party too! Fuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The man never wants to lose.” said Emir.
Hearing the words of her husband, a good idea also appeared in Arimbi's mind.
Right at lunchtime, Emir and Arimbi walk into a fancy restaurant. Her stomach was already beginning to look but Arimbi's appearance made her even more beautiful. The waiter took them to a table that had been ordered. Ever since they entered the restaurant two pairs of eyes were watching them.
The Emir looks very possessive in treating Arimbi. The table they sat on was near the window with a view towards the beach.
“Excuse me Mr and Mrs.” two servants came to bring some food on a trolley that the Emir had ordered first. One by one the dishes were placed on the table.
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“Where else are we going now?” ask Arimbi. “When do we go home? I've missed our home, father and mother, grandmother too. They always ask when we go home.”
“Two days left. Now we go fitting the bridal dress. Tomorrow there will be a hotel and apartment opening ceremony here. All of us buy clothes that you will wear for tomorrow's event.”
“Oh dear Emir....can I buy souvenirs for grandma?”
“Grandma doesn't need anything. He already has everything.” replied the Emir.
“Hah? How could that be! I'll buy souvenirs for grandma and everyone at home.”
“Why do you always argue with me Arimbi?”
Their conversation stopped as they had already arrived at the boutique. “Master, Mistress...already until picked.”.
The Emir and Arimbi got down from the car hand in hand entering the boutique.
“Welcome Mr and Mrs Serkan.”
“Edward! It's good to see you again. This is my wife, Arimbi.”
As Edward reached out his hand at Arimbi, a hand brushed him aside and said, “Quite his acquaintance! No need handshake.”
“Hahaha….Emirs….Emir. What's wrong with shaking hands with your wife? Um? Are you scared? Or jealous?” edward teased his friend.
The Emir did not respond just saying, “Where is my order shirt? We don't have much time. I've asked you to come but you always reason busy.”
“I'll come on your wedding day. Your own clothes I do, I want to make the best dress for your wife. If I do it there fear there is material that is not available there.”
Tok tok tok tok
“Log in!”
Two staff members brought a white wedding dress and it was studded with jewels.
“Please help Mrs Arimbi wear her wedding dress.” Edward told his staff. “Do you not want to try your order suit?” ask Edward to the Emir.
The Emir did not answer and immediately took his order suit set and went to the fitting room next to Arimbi.
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“Amanda! You can't keep acting like this! Who do you think you are? During your stay here, you never do your homework! You always command mom to do it all!” adrian protests against Amanda who orders her mother to rub her clothes.
“Adrian! I've never done any work at the Rafaldi family home, I'm the only daughter! What's wrong with my mom scrubbing my clothes? Did I also give financial help to this family? Then what's the problem?”
“Mother is not your servant that you can order as you please! You are no longer the daughter of the Rafaldi family! You better start thinking about finding a new place to live.”
“You kicked me out Adrian? I'm entitled to stay at this house.” protest Amanda.
“I suggest you Amanda, you better start thinking about finding a job! You never even contributed anything to the needs of your life during your stay here! As if you were talking as if you ever gave money to mom.”
“Amanda! Your finances are running low and this family will not be able to finance your life and your baby later. Isn't your education higher? Why is it so hard to get a job? Are there so many people you have offended that no one wants to hire you?”
“Quite Adrian! Don't interfere in my business! I still have enough money for my living expenses until my son was born.”
“Hahaha…..Amanda! Wake up from your dreams! I saw your account book myself. Are you shameless to tell these villagers that Arimbi's parents gave you a lot of money?”
“Adrian! Amanda! What are you guys talking about?” Pratiwi suddenly appears to stop the conversation of his two children.
“Bu, stop doing homework! Amanda can do the little things herself. Why is mom always like this? Until when will this mother's daughter realize that now her life is no longer as the daughter of the rich Rafaldi family?”
“Don't talk like that to your sister. She is pregnant and her condition is depressed! At least I can still do a little job for him. Just let her rest, this pregnancy is still the first trimester and still vulnerable. Mom just doesn't want anything to happen to her content.”
“I don't care if mom is just cooking but she treats mom like a waiter! After all, isn't he thinking how to support himself now? Amanda! Are you shameless, huh? Look Arimbi, even though she is the daughter of a rich family and married to a wealthy Emir but she still works.”
“Shut! Don't ever mention the girl's name in front of me! I don't like being compared to that uneducated woman!”
THE PLAQUE!
“Ah...” Amanda is shocked when her cheek feels hot from Adrian's hard slap.
“Arimbi is much better than you! In every way, he's better!”