
..."Mr. Abercio .. I'm sorry if I was a little selfish. It doesn't matter if I keep the picture? Because that's all I can have without hurting anyone." – Bart Lincoln Fernandez...
“Bart. That one's good, isn't it?”
Ciara pointed to a dress on display behind the transparent glass in the mall. Beautiful white flower dress like ‘Princess Disney’ in general.
“That's a dress for marriage,” said Bart coldly without expression.
Ciara pursed her lips with a curious look at the white dress even closer. Then he breathed hard. Bart could hear the loud whistle. But the man acted deaf and did not care.
"Focus to the main destination. Let's not be late." Bart said it without looking at Ciara.
Ciara only pouted listening to the man's words. But he can't do much either. Indeed, the true nature of the man next to him was cold and cold.
"I'm curious, your girlfriend's stressed out isn't it keeping you up?" chirps Ciara as her eyes go around looking for a clothing store that attracts her attention.
Bart was stunned to hear Ciara's words. Why did the girl suddenly ask such an absurd random thing?
"Yes .. I was curious. You're a bitch, cold. Don't you ever date?" Ciara turned her gaze towards Bart while pointing at the man using her index finger.
Bart was wrong. He wanted to say yes to Ciara's accusation. Because it's true. But, what good is he in answering that question?
"I think it's good." Bart shifted the subject while pointing towards the so sweet dark maroon dress behind the display glass.
Ciara immediately turned her gaze towards the dress that Ciara had pointed at. The girl's eyes immediately rounded perfectly while her mouth slightly gawked at the beauty of Bart's choice of dress.
"OKay! I'll buy that." Ciara sets her choice on Bart's choice of dress.
A beautiful dress for the figure of the angel of choice of heart, Bart thought at the time.
"But .. I went to the salon first, abis was just here again to buy the dress," said Ciara who was confused. Should he wear clothes first or go to the salon first. But finally he decided to go to the salon to do his hair and makeup.
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"Bart .. I'm thirsty," whined spoiled Ciara as she showed her starry eyes.
Bart sighed. He could not have invited Ciara, whose hair and face were being arranged and made up. Bart, who was sitting in the waiting chair behind Ciara, got up from his seat.
"What do you want to drink?" bart asked flatly.
"I want Chatime. The brown sugar milk tea. Pake boba," asked Ciara with a smile cheerfully revealing his white and neat teeth.
Bart nodded slowly and walked out of the salon without saying anything.
"His girlfriend is handsome, Ma'am," chirped one of the fairies who was applying makeup Ciara at the time.
"Hehehe. Not my girlfriend." Ciara said it while smiling.
Soon, Ciara's face and hair were done in makeup and makeup. He looked at his reflection in front of the mirror.
"When the makeup is chosen soft nude, but the face looks very beautiful Mpa," praise one who has since decorated Ciara.
Ciara, who used to see her face in the mirror, was not so surprised that she was beautiful. Ahaha! He was aware of the beauty he inherited from Markus the bastard.
"Makasi, Ma'am. I want to pay right away" Ciara said shortly after seeing the watch in her hand.
"Back off, Bart. Wait, I'm not long," muttered Ciara as she ran towards the clothes shop she was heading to.
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"Yes ... The mother just left, Mas," said the woman who had dressed Ciara.
Bart was surprised. The girl was not holding a cell phone at all. Because he still holds Ciara's cell phone to investigate the foreign number that contacted Ciara.
Without thinking anymore, Bart immediately ran looking for Ciara. He did not think at all that Ciara would return to the clothing store earlier. So, he ran around looking for Ciara like a child lost in the middle of the upscale shopping center.
"Duh ... if he gets hurt how?" bart was worried.
Bart stopped at a point where in front of him was a clothing store displaying maroon dresses. As soon as he remembered, that after going to the salon, the girl would return to the dress shop of her choice.
"Yeah..." Bart sighed harshly to vent all his annoyance and worry.
Then he ran towards the shop which became Ciara's second destination. When he arrived in front of the shop, he saw clearly the back of a girl who was so familiar. The long straight hair he knew belonged to.
"Thank God," Bart muttered while panting from exhaustion running there to look for the girl.
"Bart!" ciara exclaimed while waving her hand. The girl smiled as she walked half-running towards Bart with her strung hair down left and right.
Bart was stunned to see the beautiful girl who was now running while smiling at him. He hoped that time would stop for a moment so that he could hug the girl just once in his life. And then he forgot his first love.
"Dangerous huh?" ask Ciara while pouting.
"Beautiful," Bart muttered softly with blushing cheeks as he was stunned by Ciara's current look.
Girls dressed in dark maroon with a touch of soft nude makeup, as well as a simple hairstyle. What a pure and seductive beauty.
"Beautiful?" ciara asked with a smile with excited eyes waiting for a second compliment from Bart.
Bart turned his face away. He did not want to get back dissolved in the forbidden feelings. "Relope. You'll be late."
"Gee! Cuek really be a person," said Ciara annoyed.
Ciara held Bart's hand which was then running behind her. Then Bart looked back with an increasingly reddened face.
"Pinjem hp, may? I want a selfie. You see, I'll hold it, Daddy," said Ciara with a lip line that he made horizontal and parallel to the ear.
"Your phone a— ..." Bart did not continue his words. He undoes the intention of telling Ciara that he is holding the girl's phone. But he reached into his pocket and gave his cell phone to Ciara.
"Sir Abercio .. I'm sorry if I'm a little selfish. It doesn't matter if I keep the picture? Because that's all I can have without hurting anyone" Bart murmured inwardly.
"Bart, yuk's photo! Make memories!" Ciara suddenly pulled Bart closer towards her. Then he captured the photo spontaneously without getting the approval of Bart first.
Czechoslovakia!
Ciara smiled very sweetly, while Bart stared at the camera with a surprised face and not ready for the photo.
"Thank you for today" Bart whispered inwardly. "Cause a picture is all that I have."
That expressionless face did not explain anything. But, Bart realized that his heart was currently blossoming.
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...SERIATE......