Married With CEO Dictator & Perfect
Chapter 9

Soon the car stops in front of a luxury boutique owned by his cousin

Dyfan got out of the car, then opened the car door where Faizah was sitting because there was no sign of Faizah getting out of the car.

"Get out of the car! let's stop by the boutique for a bit." Dyfan said flatly.

"Whether I'm coming in, you're going in by yourself! I'm just gonna have dinner at your house, not go shopping." Faizah was surprised that people still had time to stop by the boutique just dinner at home. You metrosexual guy.

"Lo don't see lo kumel gini clothes, I must be embarrassed to have dinner with you even more so that we have dinner with my family."

"Bibir lo nyablak also yes, I also wanted to go home to take a shower first, but you forced me to come home together!"

"Lo get out on my own or I force you out!"threaten Dyfan coldly with a gripping look.

"Gue came out on his own," said Faizah in the end, his concern at being forced, what words a retard, essentially he used a sane proverb to relent, with a heavy heart he got out of the car.

Dyfan immediately grabbed and pulled Faizah's hand.

"Gue can walk alone, take my hand off." Faizah tried to release his hand which Dyfan was holding.

Dyfan tightened his hold on Faizah's hand. "Let's run away again, I don't want to be helped a third time."

"It sucks! his mother used to crave what this model out. Aarrghhh,"the inner Faizah was so upset, wanting to feel her petokin' lips on the asphalt.

Dyfan and Faizah get into a luxury boutique, look beautiful women approach them, if Faizah guessed surely the owner of the boutique when beautiful and elegant gini, Dyfan time not interested at all. Wait, this is not Felisya Wicaksono one of the famous designers in Indonesia.

"Hi Dyfan," said Felisya.

"Sister Felisya.., recognize this Faizah Candidate My Fiancee," said Dyfan, "Faizah knows this Felisya, my cousin's sister from the mother."

"Halooo, Brother Felisya, "the enchanted father Faizah.

"Hello, Faizah.., you're a very beautiful fiancee, Dyfan. Tumben loh Dyfan came here with a girl," teased Felisya.

"Typically Dyfan came here with a guy huh, brother?"faizah asked directly and Dyfan immediately looked at her coldly.

"Haha." Felisya could not help but laugh at the outspoken words of the Dyfan Fiancee Candidate.

Dyfan shook his head hearing Faizah's words that were not polite. " Felisya. please choose Faizah clothes that suit my taste, so that Faizah does not look brandal child, kumel, and urakan like this."

Faizah gereget once heard it. "Well, cousin sister Felisya, her lips are lacquered too." Faizah stared intently at Dyfan Somplak.

"If Dyfan lips nyablak, but Dyfan original soft-hearted also kind-hearted, loyal and responsible kok Faizah." seduced Felisya.

"But still, this big brother's friend is asking for forgiveness, cruel, perfect pretentious, pretentious to organize, powerful, so Dyfan is the person..."

"Lo want to be ugly until when? we don't have much time yet Faizah, "sohut Dyfan straight away. "Felisya, hurry up."

"Let's join Faizah's sister" said Felisya, Dyfan's potential fiancee seems to have no fear with Dyfan who is notoriously fierce and violent. Opa Dahsuki's not wrong to match Dyfan and Faiza, haha.

After an hour later Faizah finally finished also trying out some clothes that he would wear during his internship, some dresses along with some high hells, and some clothes that he would wear, shoes if he goes out with Dyfan who is pretentious perfect, even though he is more happy with casual clothes than glamour and feminine clothes, he feels like aunty just nyetrik, hix.

"Faizah, Dyfan's big brother, yes" Felisya said.

"Fai can't do it, brother. Wherever Fai can play Dyfan, Fai even wants to tell his sister. If Fai later lives name because of depression sister can know who did it?!"faizah whisper.

"Hahaha could have been you, Faizah." Felisya laughed off hearing what Faizah said. "Sana gih has been waiting for your fiancee, see you again, Faizah" said Felisya while kissing Faizah's cheek.

"Bye, Brother Feli." Faizah then walked up to her long-time fiancee. "Dyfan.."Call Faizah.

Dyfan turned towards Faizah.

Faizah instantly gave all the leather bags into Dyfan's hands. "Where's the boy carrying the leather bag." Faizah then proceeded to step out of the boutique, regardless of Dyfan's cold gaze.

"Haha, I think you, will not die bored like the girls you know so far, Dyfan," said Felisya on the sidelines of her laughter, holding her stomach hurt from laughing. During Dyfan's new cousin brother this time he saw Dyfan carrying a leather bag.

"There, I'm going to die because the stress takes care of Faizah's behavior is difficult to manage," said Dyfan. "go back first yes, brother."

"Okay, be careful Dyfan. Greetings also to Rachel's mother." Felisya.

"Okay, greetings to Mami Cia as well." Dyfan walked out of the boutique.

Upon arrival in the car, Dyfan put a leather bag in the trunk, just this girl who dared to rule it like this.

Dyfan got into the driver's seat and ran the car.

"Wait, I should have worn his clothes just before the time I arrived at your house to change clothes, anyway." asked Faizah who just realized.

"Will not take a shower?"ask Dyfan while driving a car.

"Mandi dong, I'm so sultry, it means we go home to my house first, yeah. I haven't heard from Bokap, either."

"Lo calm down I've called your mom" Dyfan said.

"Why do you know my mom's number?" Faizah looked at Dyfan's face.

"What the hell I don't know! Your sacred number, I can tell."

"Ckck, Mama, Papa lo must be dizzy taking care of his daughter who has no manners at all" Dyfan said

"Complacable, lo! I'm amazed ama lo, life is winding but I see how you look at life is too monotonous."

"It's better than a mess like lo. who doesn't know where to live!"

"Aarghhhh has a hard time talking about the same stone man whose brain is primitive even more primitive than ancient man!"ketus Faizah, for the umpteenth time the prospective partner is successful in provoking his emotions.

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Soon Dyfan and Faizah stopped in front of a luxury apartment.

"Wait, how come you stop here, when I address your home instead of here?" asked the confused Faizah.

"This is my apartment" Dyfan said while removing the seat belt, he then got out of the car he saw Faizah still did not follow him out of the car.  This whole day made dizzy this brandal chick.

Dyfan took the initiative to open the car door for Faizah for the second time because there was no sign Faizah would get out of the car. "Get out!"

"Waiting her dinner at your apartment?"faizah asked with misgivings.

Dyfan sighed, "Dining at my parents' house."

"Keep making us here, I'm a girl playing into a guy's apartment," protested Faizah

"Lo shower, pray in my apartment, you're my fiancee, no problem you play my apartment."

"Gue don't want to!"

"Lo dekil gini, we also have not prayed magrib, anyways I will not be the same lo."

"The man's mouth cannot be guessed! Another mouth in his mind,"sindir Faizah.

"Faizah school when the magrib prayer just ran out for a while, it's up to you to say what has come on Faizah." Dyfan pulled Faizah's hand out of the car.

"No! I could pray in the mosque, I would rather not take a shower than take a bath in your apartment." Faizah protested insisting on surviving the pull of Dyfan's hand.

Dyfan sighed, But suddenly Dyfan immediately carried Faizah out of the car.

Faizah was surprised at what Dyfan did. "Down me!." Trying to get down from Dyfan's sling.

It appears that a security man is approaching Dyfan and Faizah. " Night Dyfan sir" Beno said in a formal tone.

"Sir Beno please get me the blue leather bag in the trunk of my car and take it to my apartment, thanks."Dyfan orders while giving Beno the car keys.

"Okay sir," said Beno while taking the car keys given by his Boss, he then walked to his Boss' car.

"Lo is not ashamed of what many people see! My carrier is like this!" Faizah was embarrassed to see the people here watching them.

"They're all my people and all these apartments belong to me. No one dared to talk to me."

"No need to show off to me, get me down now!"Faizah rebelled by hitting Dyfan's upright shoulder.

Dyfan seemed to ignore the Faizah rebels.

Arriving at the apartment doorstep, Dyfan pressed the pin on the automatic lock, he then opened the door and went inside after which he lowered Faizah from his carrier.

"Basic psychopath lo"ketus Faizah.

"Well, a new nickname again for me tuh, lo hunted shower continue not to forget to pray there. I will not be the same assortment lo," said Dyfan then moved to one of the rooms.

"Aarghhh, calm down Fai..lo did not want 'your face shriveled because of emotions and anger continued, "the inner Faizah tried to calm herself. "Woii, I'm taking a shower!"shouted Faizah who saw the Prospective fiance somplak even left him without a word.

"In the room to the left."appoint Dyfan.

Faizah lazily stepped into Dyfan's designated room.

Dyfan then stepped back into his room, He wanted to take a shower immediately so he could pray even though his energy and mind drained just take care of Faizah but he should not leave his Worship.

15 Minutes later..

After finishing the bath, praying, all is ready to wait for Faizah to finish cleaning, Dyfan while waiting for Faizah he took the time to open and read the Quran for a while..

While Faizah finished bathing, praying. She was still wearing the clothes that had been purchased earlier, with a white dress along with High hells, other fittings. When he saw the dress already worn on his body Faizah looked at the glass.

"Good too, I look beautiful living in the polishes has gone well, but wait for something less.." Faizah did not forget to wear a bando over the head of the appendages to be more elegant.

"Okay perfect, it's samperin Om Siburuk's time." Faizah took her bag straight out of the room.

Faizah looked for Dyfan's whereabouts but while searching he heard a beautiful and melodious voice, Faizah followed the direction the voice was in. He was glued to see Dyfan who was chanting reciting the holy verse of the Quran.

"It's beautiful" said Faizah who was still glued.

Dyfan realized that Faizah had finished reading it while putting the Quran on the table, then approached Faizah who was still fascinated as well as Dyfan saw that Faizah was beautiful. "You're beautiful Faizah." said Dyfan in a slow tone.