Mantans
Chapter 88: Thank you for healing my wounds

Vita waited for Mamat to pull out the car from his mother's yard, a luxury car with a large size that came out slowly because of the condition of the narrow alley of his mother's house.

"Where'd you go Vit?" greeting the Ning bulek when walking through Vita, in the hands of the czech woman there is a plastic containing sugar and cooking oil.

"You get out first." Vita's smile expands trying to be friendly so as not to be labeled arrogant because it has a future husband.

Instead of immediately entering his house, Ning stopped next to Vita and intended to interview Vita for gossip material with her neighbors later in the afternoon.

"Great you are Vit, divorced not a year has been dapet prospective husband like Metiu mas," teased bulek Ning with a sweet smile.

"The name is also a mate, nobody knows."

"For the recipe of dong Vit, who knows, Mayu can hear you dapet rich man's husband." Bulek Ning poked Vita's shoulder while raising her eyebrows.

"What recipe is bulek?" asked Vita to knit her brows.

"By using everything, or tell the poor man aja deh, the promise boulek will not leak to anyone."

Vita's brain loading heard the neighbor's sniffle, and when it understood the meaning of the sentence per sentence spoken by Ning bulek, and Merta Vita snorted annoyed.

"The recipe is just one boulek, multiply worship and reduce the julidnya the same neighbor, I'm sorry." said Vita did not forget to slam the door of Mamat's car tightly, just vent his emotions.

Yes, the time Vita came to the poor man a.k.a shaman to hook Mamat, actually make Vita's emotions overflow nih heard the words of his neighbors who often kepo.

"Why hmm?" mamat asked when he saw Vita entering the car by slamming the door.

"Furniture! Cook I thought it blew you!"

"Your feelings continue with me, never believing in me." Mamat stuck out his tongue, practiced another melet.

"Here's another serious person too," annoyed Vita as she pinched Mamat's arm in anxiety.

"Which, sick, I was driving in this alley was even persecuted." Mamat refocused forward, while his right hand rubbed the left arm that was painful due to the pinch of Vita just now.

"Some serious people are even taught to be kidding," grumbled Vita while throwing his gaze out of the glass.

His heart was really hurt to get treatment like this from his neighbors, even though Vita had never once disturbed their lives.

"Whether you think about the words of your neighbor, want your gosipin to use cake pellets, use cake quacks, cuekin aja, you do not use pellets only I love this same you, like you, what if you really use pellets." Mamat rubbed Vita's hair gently.

"Isa.... " Sizzle Vita slowly.

The car continued to drive and stopped at a mall, where the jewelry store Mamat subscription is located.

Lazily Vita got out of the car, welcoming Mamat's hand outstretched to her.

Having a tajir fiancee twist like this Mamat makes Vita sometimes have to understand that the way the man loves her yes by giving her abundant material.

Although Vita himself is a figure that is so simple and unpretentious, which will not waste money on unimportant things such as buying different rings for applications, engagements and weddings.

"Hey bro," said Erick, the owner of the jewelry store shook Mamat's hand and then Vita.

"Wouldn't you be Rik?" mamat asked, pulling the front seat of the storefront so that Vita could sit comfortably.

"Udah, have it, just calm down, make sure you I do." Erick took the velvet box inside the display case and handed it to Mamat.

When Mamat was researching the graffiti of his wedding ring, Erick cuek again joked to Vita.

"I'll be an elo Vit, I'll be porotin men like him. He said if bucin lives only be given if you ask."

"Dead dong" said Vita cuek

"He did not affect you like that, the monthly money that I love is still a henchman in his account." said Mamat lightly.

"What is lo Vit?! Miraculous if there is a girl kayak lo gini, nemu where the hell bro?" puji Erick made Mamat's eyes bulge.

"What do you mean?" ask Mamat sewot.

"After the slow bro, the innate mouthfeel," led Erick as he chuckled.

"Yuk yang unplug, this emotion I've been here for a long time." Mamat clasped Vita's hand and passed from the front of Erick without saying goodbye first to his best friend.

Seeing Mamat's behavior, Erick was not offended but instead blew his laughter loudly.

"May be happy always bro the same this one, I see she's a good girl really," whispered Erick saw the sturdy back that stepped further and further away.

From the jewelry store, Mamat returned to drive his car to the shop Harum, because it happened to be located not far from the mall, in a matter of minutes they had reached the destination boutique.

Still holding hands, Vita and Mamat entered the boutique, Harum who saw the two instantly smiling sumringah, happiness transmitted to the fifty-year-old woman's heart saw the happy aura of the bride-to-be.

"Who do you want to fit?" ask Harum.

"With aja deh aunt, let's not waste time," proposed Vita directly approved by Mamat and Harum.

"Oke Vita same me yes, you can be alone right Mat?" ask Harum.

"Okay tan." Mamat received his suit glove from an aunt Harum employee, and passed it to the fitting room.

While Vita entered the dressing room next to him along with Aunt Harum.

Without difficulty Mamat tried two suits that were originally intended for white and black cards for the reception, the suit was perfectly attached to Mamat's perfectly upright body.

While waiting for Vita who has not yet come out of the dressing room, Mamat scrolls his phone just to reply to a message with Henry.

Before long Vita came out using a long white kebaya to the ankles that made the woman many times more beautiful and charming.

Mamat was fixated on staring at Vita, even her eyes were hard to blink so fascinated at the appearance of the beautiful woman.

"Where's Vit? Anything less delicious?" tanya Aunty Harum while researching every detail of the kebaya being used by Vita.

"Udah pas sih tan," replied Vita with a smiling smile looking at her reflection in the mirror.

"Let's turn the princess around first, while the aunt takes your dress for the reception." A fragrance passed from before this bride-to-be in front of her, while giving the two time to permeate their appearance.

Mamat walked over, hugging Vita from behind while staring at her reflection and Vita in front of the mirror before her.

"Thank you dear, it has removed all my trauma and healed all my wounds. I love you," whispered Mamat affectionately as she kissed Vita's cheek.