Handsome Pocong
Dress for Anan
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"To please...!!" Dita tried to scream but her throat choked.
Anan Bracelet, he thought of Anan right then and Anan was immediately present opening Dita's door.
"Anan I'm scared..." She hugged Anan.
"There's nothing missing." Sahut Anan's.
"Why did he?" a cleaning service was astonished to see Dita hugging the wall beside the glass.
"The door can not open mba uh fitting I try again I'm mentally here." I try to find a reasonable reason.
"But usually the WC next to Loh mbak that jammed so it never opened."
"Oh." Dita glanced at the WC where she found the woman's head.
"Like something weird not to work here?" tanya Dita was curious.
"Yes often mba the name of the mall former fire after the riots at that time, but do not let me see the strange mbak, horrified strange sounds aja I can ngibrit." babble mbak cleaning service that.
"Yes, don't look weird, let's go first." Dita steps away from the toilet immediately with Anan following behind her.
"Sorry sir, Dita lama huh?" he said to Mr. Herdi who was standing waiting in front of the toilet corridor.
"That's why I came here, yuk." Mr. Herdi took Dita's hand.
"Ehem um..!"
Dita looked at the voice from behind her. In the release of hand grip Herdi sir, Dita pretended to tidy her hair ties. They're heading towards the clothing store.
"Pick Ta there want clothes which are up to you, just calm me compensation defeat yesterday so I pay" said Mr. Herdi while choosing a men's shirt in front of him.
"I'm really - really not good sir, it's been treated to eat at..."
"Husssttt noiselessly choose only this command!" Mr. Herdi pointed at the line of women's clothing at the end.
Dita complied and stepped towards the woman's clothes but before she turned to Anan.
"Where do you want clothes?" dita whisky.
"That one." The blue striped stone hanging above Dita.
Dita grabbed the shirt and saw the price listed Rp.259.000.
"Crazy this shirt not to mention pants not to mention****** for you, no..!! you're looking for a cheap one!"
A mother and daughter turned to Dita because they heard Dita's words.
"Hehehe this Mom is very expensive clothes so mengedumel me." said Dita plain and smiled and the mother passed.
"Choose the cheap fifty thousand."
whispers of Dita to Anan.
"Later gatel-gatel if you wear cheap clothes." said Anan.
"Ih so pocong aja belagu." murmured Dita annoyed.
"Sister.." The girl approached Dita.
"Why beautiful?" ask Dita.
"That's why her boyfriend's wrapped in his head?"
the girl asked, pointing towards Anan.
"Whose girlfriend?" Dita looking left right back there should be no one in sight for a layman.
"The cute brother is like an oppa who likes to watch his drama" said the girl.
Dita still turned her head towards Anan and the girl took turns. Anan waved his hand and smiled.
"Yaya .. Here son!" the voice of the daughter's mother called from Dita.
"Bah Oppa's sister." The girl left by giving a finger heart to Anan.
"Can he see you?"
"And I said some little kids can still see me and some of your rich people" Anan replied.
"Little kids know what's cute." Anan praised himself and jumped towards the mirror looking at the good looks on his face.
"Smake it but sick of seeing the narcissism!." ridiculed Dita.
"Hayo... So choose which one?" Mr. Herdi came with one shirt and two collared shirts in his hand.
"The shirt is funny sir, can you take that one?"
tanya Dita pointed at the shirt in Herdi's hand.
"You want a couple with me?" god sir Herdi.
"This is the size of a guy has Ta, if you want a couple not this model but there is a model for the girl how?" ask Mr. Herdi look serious this time.
"So the father who wants my couple again want to find a loose man's shirt for daily at home that sir."
"Oh kirain Ta want couple-an same I hehehe yaudah there take!"
Dita gave a big smile and then chose the same shirt with Herdi pack and jeans that roughly fit in Anan.
"Kok I'm equated to the same taste of your boss?" Anan tried to protest Dita's actions.
"Udeh diem aja, um take a dress ah for me." Dita switched to a collection of dress clothes and then grabbed a light pink dress in her hand glimpsed the price listed Rp.369.900 .
"Ah very expensive clothes Anan already two hundred and fifty thousand, this is just looking for a discount." murmured Dita.
"Cokayou don't take Ta?" ask Mr. Herdi who saw Dita doubtful.
"Expensive sir."
"Take it, here!"
Mr. Herdi paid for all Dita's groceries at the time.
Either because of the existence of Anan behind him Dita did not see any strange figures again up to the parking lot and into the car Mr. Herdi.
Bra!!!
A child without his left hand was patting the car glass next to Dita with his right hand full of charred, flaky skin, with flesh in his hand visible. His face that was full of burns and without the eyeball on his left smiled and waved his hand towards Dita.
Dita tried to survive without covering her face with both hands and just looked at the face of Mr. Herdi without looking at the child.
Mr. Herdi who misunderstood Dita's behavior then turned to Dita while driving and smiled.
Sir Herdi's left hand gently patted Dita's head and stroked her briefly.
"You're rich like my wife, spoiled."
The plot...!!
Anan pinned Dita's head because stunned silent silence got sweet treatment from Mr. Herdi.
"www..."
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To be continued
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