Love Miss Arogan
Become a Choice
"1 week away my wife and I will be holding a seven-monthly event. I want you to make a beautiful dress for my wife"
"Oh waww this is your wife? Very beautiful and very compatible with your good looks sir" praised the woman.
Al just kept quiet and didn't answer the compliment
"I still don't expect a rich and handsome businessman like you to have a wife and even have children"
Al only smiled faintly in response to the ravings of the boutique owner.
"Miss can I hold your belly?" Ask the owner of the shop.
Zifa looked at her husband asking for sex. A few seconds later, Al nodded.
The woman gently rubbed Zifa's distended stomach.
"Your stomach is very round. Said the ancients usually later son boy" chirped the owner of the boutique.
"Has the mistress and master taken the sex off?" Ask the woman again.
"It was, but we kept it a secret"
"Ohh so, then I pray that your first son will be a boy and his face is handsome like you, Mr. Al" said the woman.
Zifa was a little upset with the woman in front of her who had been praising her husband.
"Oh yeah, isn't that Kenzifa Hendrawan?" Ask the woman again.
"Yes, I'm Kenzifa Hendrawan. Now you can call me madam Al" Cut Zifa in her haughty tone.
"Oh yeah sorry lady Al, you want a model outfit that how?" Ask the designer to divert the conversation.
"Whatever is important my husband's choice" Zifa said.
"Darling" Al scolded his wife who suddenly pouted.
Zifa remained silent at the reprimand of her husband.
"I want a modern Muslim model. Don't show too much curves and one more, should be comfortable to wear" pinta Al.
"Want what color?"
"Darling, what color do you want?" Ask Al.
"How green is it?" Tawar.
"I want pink" pinta Zifa.
"But who, cook me pink?" Al Protest.
"But I want pink" Zifa said.
"Honey, if according to the results of us boys, cook with pink anyway" whispered Al trying to persuade his wife.
"Yes, I want the color tosca" Zifa pinta.
"OK okay, color tosca yes"
"So the color tosca?" Ask the designer.
"Yes, I want my wife's dress too"
"Well, if so I make a sketch of the model first"
A few moments later the designer showed me some sketches of the picture.
"Darling, are you sure you don't want to choose yourself?" Ask Al again because honestly he was confused which one to choose.
"No want"
"Yes, I just take this model" pointed Al at an elegant and luxurious dres.
When it was finished, Al and Zifa headed for the sandal shop.
"Honey, you want to wear flatshoes what hels 5 inches?" Ask Al.
"I'm confused, if I wear flatshoes I'm too short next to you. But if you use hells later tired" said Zifa expressed his donation.
"Yes, use flatshoes just so you're comfortable. Short or tall is no problem for me. Don't worry about unimportant people"
"But Al.."
"Stt, trust me. After all, you will be my wife. You're my choice, so don't think about a macem. Okey"
Finally Zifa nodded