It Turns out There's Love
17 - DRESS FOR ZAFIRA

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Fariz had finished helping Zafira put on the jacket, and the long-haired girl tightly closed the oversized jacket.

"Thank you" said Zafira, looking at Fariz, who was still staring at Zafira at the same time.

Fariz flutter and reflexes straighten the body facing forward, holding the steering wheel and directly starting the car engine.

"We're leaving now yes" Fariz said, distracting Zafira.

"Yes," Zafira agreed.

A few minutes later, Fariz reduced the speed of the vehicle and stopped the car because there was a red light in front of them.

Fariz, who had been focusing on driving, now turned his eyes to the girl beside him.

"Zafira, sorry..," said Fariz, glancing at the girl in the jacket.

"For what?" asked Zafira, looking forward to watching a busker singing while playing the guitar.

"Hmm, that.., what.., is your bra wet?," asked Fariz in an almost inaudible voice.

Zafira was immediately shocked to hear Fariz's question.

"Fariz! Why are you asking that?!," Zafira turned to the side and glared at Fariz.

"What's on your mind to the point of asking for my bra!?," Zafira asked back, still not turning her eyes to Fariz with her eyes naked on the man beside her.

Fariz had expected, if she questioned the matter of the bra, surely the girl would protest at him.

The man immediately moved his head back to look straight ahead, he deliberately did not want to turn his head towards Zafira who was glaring at him.

"Yes, I'm sorry.., I just asked and didn't mean to speak disrespectfully. I'm just worried about you. Your clothes are wet plus the AC air in this car is quite cold, afraid you catch a cold and cold. I mean we stopped for a while at a mall near here, I'll accompany you to buy..," said Fariz did not continue the phrase "bra", fearing that Zafira would grow mad at him.

Zafira was stunned to hear Fariz's words. Now she just understood the reason Fariz asked for her bra.

The beautiful girl regretted having been prejudiced against Fariz. Though for decades they were friends, Fariz never once said dirty let alone being disrespectful to him.

"I'm sorry, I thought about something no-no. Will you forgive me?" said the girl who was heartless, deliberately made as sad as possible, which made Fariz smile at the behavior of his friend.

"Yes, it's okay, I can understand. You grumpy girl" said Fariz, teasing Zafira.

"Anger? Since when in your eyes did I become a grumpy girl? All this time I've never scolded you" Zafira said back in a frown.

"When it happened at the restaurant, you told me to leave and intend to break up the friendship" Fariz replied, reminding Zafira again.

"That's not anger. That time I was upset because you and Ronald made a fuss at the restaurant. Anyway I've apologized," Zafira grumbled out the window with her face bent.

"Yes yes, you are right. It's only natural that you were upset that time because Ronald and I were troublemaking in public. Yes, no need to discuss. Now how was I supposed to propose? You want to stop by the mall?" Fariz switched the conversation.

Hearing that Fariz did not bother about the resto, the girl turned her head to look at Fariz.

"Yes, I'm not comfortable with this wet outfit. My body feels cold. Your idea makes sense, we stop for a while at the mall near here, but how about ya...??," Zafira's sentence hangs up, his eyes twisting thinking.

"How is it?" asked Fariz curiously as Zafira did not continue her sentence.

"I've never bought a bra and put it on. Every time I buy a bra, I wash it before I wear it. I was afraid.., hmm.., itchy..," said Zafira cut off, this time with a sense of shame to have to say the word.

Fariz smiled but only inwardly, not showing it in front of Zafira, because if until Zafira saw him smile, the girl would definitely rampage again at him.

"Hopefully no. Hmm, anu.., your underwear is imported goods, surely the quality and cleanliness is more guaranteed. If it does itch, I'll buy you an itchy powder. You can call me, any time I'll buy it at the pharmacy" Fariz told Zafira.

Zafira's heart calmed down.

Every word and suggestion that emerged from Fariz's thoughts was always able to make Zafira's heart calm, so that the girl also believed and was willing to follow Fariz's advice to buy a bra at the nearest mall.

"Alright, I want to" said Zafira nodding.

And by the time they had just finished discussing "bra", the red light had turned green.

Fariz smiled and directly pointed the vehicle at the mall that was closest to their current position.

It was not long before they had entered the mall with the black jacket still attached to Zafira's body.

"You just wait here, there's no need to follow me" Zafira said as she was in the store selling women's supplies, from underwear, clothes, bags, sandals, shoes and perfume.

Fariz nodded and walked away, the man went around looking at all the items on display in the store.

Zafira who was already in the underwear place, immediately took the bra she used to wear, Wacoal brand with a price of 400 thousands. The girl immediately asked for a shopping note on the maid who was there.

"Zafira!," suddenly Zafira was startled by Fariz's voice calling him from a distance while reaching out with a hand telling Zafira to approach him.

Zafira stepped closer to Fariz with the bra still in her hand.

"Here, I chose it for you" Fariz gave a white cotton shirt almost similar to the one Zafira is currently wearing.

Zafira took the shirt from Fariz's hand and lifted it up, trying to compare it to the shirt he was wearing at the moment. He liked Fariz's shirt of choice, and smiled inwardly.

"Don't be big-headed, I want to buy this shirt not because it's beautiful, but because it's white, my favorite color," Zafira's attitude every time she likes Fariz's choice.

He never praised his friend, only his heart always said and admired Fariz's sincerity in looking at him.

"It's up to your reasons, the important thing is you have to change your clothes, let's not catch a cold" Fariz replied unwilling to argue.

"I went to the cashier first" said Zafira about to step up.

But Fariz quickly snatched away the bra notes in Zafira's hands.

"Your job is to change your wet clothes. Let me pay this to the cashier" Fariz said, taking back the white shirt still in Zafira's hands and quickly leaving Zafira.

"Fariz!," called Zafira but the man was far away.

Zafira was stunned to look at Fariz, the girl was already very familiar with the behavior of her best friend.

After Fariz paid for all of Zafira's goods, totaling nearly 1 million, Zafira went to the dressing room, changed her bra and clothes and put her wet clothes in her shopping bag.

Where did Fariz get that kind of money? Of course from the papa, Rico.

Since Zafran, Zafira and Fariz were born, Rico's position at the company has not only been Arga's assistant but Arga's trust as the company's supervisor.

Everything that happens within the company, Rico will be in charge of control, he said, supervising and in the final stage will solve all problems that occur in the company and of course must consult first with the owner of the company, Arga.

The more tasks carried by Rico, the money given by Arga was even greater.

Besides Arga trusts Rico to help him in the company, Arga also wants to give the best life for his best friend's son, Fariz, because Arga gives a salary that is never small for his best friend.

A few minutes later, Zafira came out of the dressing room, and as usual, Fariz was always faithfully waiting for the girl.

Fariz's eyes were fixed on the girl who had just appeared at the door of the dressing room.

"It's so pretty" Fariz's inner self did not stop admiring the idol.

"The book fits perfectly with your body size, looks very beautiful" Fariz said later, greeted with a smile by the girl.

"Not the dress is beautiful, but the person is too charming," said Zafira mocked Fariz and sauntered closer to the handsome man.

"It's normal!" said Fariz.

"Huh! You say ordinary? But the proof is that you're chasing me!," said Zafira sticking his tongue towards Fariz and inevitably Fariz became laughing with the behavior of Zafira that makes his heart more and more can not be separated from the girl.

"But the one being chased never gets caught" said Fariz, who made Zafira laugh.

"Mistake it yourself, why catch a dove like me. You must know the tame proverb of pigeons. Easy to approach but hard to reach," Zafira continued to make fun of Fariz.

"Yes I know that proverb. That means Ronald is very lucky to get you" Fariz said later.

"He just got my heart not my body. I will only give it my all when I get married later" Zafira replied firmly.

Fariz mangosteen sign understood the direction of the girl's conversation.

"You are special Zafira. If God grants my prayers, I want to have all that is in you" Fariz prayed in his heart with hope.

"Let me carry it" Fariz said, pointing to a shopping bag containing Zafira's wet clothes.

"no need. It's not heavy. Let's go home! From just standing here," Zafira calmly took hold of Fariz's palm and held it tightly without thinking about the rumbling feelings inside the friend.

"Dug Dug Dug"

The man's heart was pounding again as Zafira's delicate hand held onto his palm.

There was a sense of warmth flowing in Fariz's body when he felt the touch of Zafira's hand, making Fariz's heart as if singing between the beating of the heart that continues to flow.

Although Zafira treated Fariz as a friend not as a lover, Fariz was happy and happy enough to be touched by the girl who had been adored from head to toe.

Day or night Fariz never stopped hoping that one day he could embrace the heart and love of Zafira. Not know when...

Let time answer...

Zafira's footsteps restrained, seeing Fariz just silently peeking.

"Hey, why are you quiet? Do you still want to buy clothes for Wilda?" Gurau Zafira laughed.

"Never!," murmured Fariz.

"Yes, what are you waiting for? Let's go home!" Zafira pulled Fariz's hand and took the man out of the dressing room.

Fariz inevitably followed Zafira's steps and seconds later Zafira had released his hand because he felt uncomfortable if until mall visitors saw him hand in hand with men.

There was a sense of disappointment reflected in the man's countenance when Zafira took off his grip.

Actually Fariz wanted Zafira to keep doing that and not let go again.

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