
"Garra stared at Maira sharply, his face pitch-blackening aura around him into horror.
"If you can't afford to be a good woman, at least don't show your cheap attitude." Shred Maira's dress forcibly.
Garra's words made Maira surprised, Maira's eyes will be glassy and ready to drop her tears. Before the lake of tears was overflowing he immediately smiled with a strong pretentiousness.
"Sorry boss sir, next time I will cover my body with even more covered clothes." Maira respectfully lowered her head.
"Now pick me a suit, and remember to lose your village's taste." walk on the couch on my feet.
All your suits are still made by abal abal designers, if the one I choose does not match your taste it is a sign that you need to change designers.
Maira brings Garra a brown suit, hoping she wears it soon and disappears from her eyes.
"Is it friday,? asked Garra to look at the brown-colored jaz.
Maira glanced at the glance of jaz in her hand. " Ah I'm going to change the color." go back inside the changing room.
Maira returned again with a blue suit matching the dress she wore but had been torn by Garra.
"You're taunting me" said Garra staring cynically at the suit in Maira's hand.
"You think me and rama twins." protested Garra not to wear the blue suit.
Oho! Aren't you guys gay? Miris once had to cover it to me.Maira's origin in her mind.
Maira returns to the dress room and sees all the suits in the closet and determines what she will bring to Garra. Her choice fell on black jaz.
Maira is sure that Garra will like it because it is her favorite suit, because several times Maira saw Garra often use it..
With confidence and a little smile Maira was so sure that Garra would wear the black suit.
"It looks like it fits" Maira said so innocently handing it to Garra.
For a quick glance, "That's too much I wear, you think I only have one suit.' Maira grumbled patiently with Garra's attitude, he went back into the dressing room and sorted out so many suits in the closet.
One by one Maira showed Garra a suit that fit her wear until all the suits in the closet were exhausted but Garra a heartless man that did not like her at all Maira. Almost died upset because of Garra's childish attitude .
Exhaling her breath slowly trying to hold back the emotions in her mind." This is the last jaz in the closet that you haven't seen yet." emphasized his words while talking to Garra.
"Looks like you're upset with me." trying to play Maira's emotions.
"No sir, I'm so happy to be able to help you." put a smile on his tired face.
If you know what it's like I hit your brain maybe there's something stuck Maira's mind is upset.
"You know it's a punishment for you for pissing me off" Garra said, starting to get up from her seat.
"I'm sorry sir." lowered his gaze respectfully.
"At the dinner table, you called me dear, why you are now the master." looked for accountability for Maira's words.
Maira was stunned she began to be confused how to call Garra, dear? Or the boss! Thinking for a moment. What young master Garra? His gaze was bowed down staring at the floor with a debating mind.
"Is the floor more handsome than me." pulled Maira's chin.
"Sorry sir, I b confused should call you how it should be." run away from Garra's eyes.
"Call me baby, I love it." raise his eyebrows along with his lip smirk.
"I he loves." I must be crazy haha.
"Now bring me the first jaz." said without guilt.
"Ha,"without feeling guilty to Maira who wanted to yell at him
"Good sir." let go and went into the dressing room.
*Fucking base, I don't remember the first one in what color.it looks like he deliberately pranked me as a jerk. complained Maira *