My Husband, My Ex'S Father.
Episode 29's.

After from the clothing and bag store, this time Sera and Damar entered the shoe store, this time Sera no longer refused or protested, because it would only be in vain, because it would only be in vain, because Damar won't bully him. Sera walked down a row of shelves containing shoes and beautiful sandals, she was confused which one to choose.

"How many feet are you?" asked Damar who was following Sera.

"Thirty-eight, Om," replied Sera.

"Oh."

After asking, Damar then walked away from Sera. Shortly after, he came back to the girl with a pair of very beautiful black heels.

"Try this one" Damar said.

"But I never wear heels, Om," Sera lamented.

"Try first! It's not too high either, though."

Sera nodded, "Yes, deh."

"Well, sit there," Damar pointed at the sofa not far from them.

Sera complied and sat down on the sofa, but she did not expect Damar to be crouching in front of her.

"What do you want?" sera protested in a soft voice, she felt bad.

"You put on her heels," said Damar without looking at Sera's face, he deftly opened the flip flops that Sera was wearing and then put the heels he chose to the girl's feet.

Some female employees and customers who saw Damar's behavior to their own smiles, they felt amazed and envious to see the beautiful man behaving very sweetly towards Sera. While Sera himself was a little concerned with the actions of the man.

"Already, now try walking!" Damar moved and stood in front of Sera.

Sera got up from her seat and stepped slowly, she had never worn heels before, so it was a little difficult when walking. Because not careful, Sera who could not maintain balance almost fell, fortunately Damar immediately held it. Again the scene came to the attention of those around them.

"You take care of the way" said Damar.

"And I told you, I never wear heels, Om," Sera grumbled, sitting back and releasing the heels.

"Yes, Om will look for the lower."

"No need, Om! Let me find out for myself, Om just wait here!"

"Yes, then Om wait here." Damar dropped himself on the sofa.

Before long, Sera returned with a milk-brown flat shoes.

"Here, Om."

Damar knitted his eyebrows together, "Only that?"

Sera nodded with a smile, "Yes, this is all I like."

Damar sighed, "Yes already, yuk pay!"

The two walked to the cashier and paid for the shoes, then immediately left the store.

"What do we buy for Mama Om?"

"Dod."

Sera frowned in surprise, "Dodol?"

"Yes, Mama was very fond of dodol and it can not be obtained in Italy, so from here he must have bought a lot of dodol, especially durian dodol," said Damar.

"Mama Om likes durian too?"

Damar nodded, "Yes, he likes it. But doctors forbid him to eat the fruit because Mama has a history of high blood. That's why he likes durian dodols the most."

"Oh, same, dong. I also like durian, Om," Sera said, although Damar did not ask.

"If Om doesn't like it, it smells nauseous." Damar shuddered at the smell of the sharp thorny fruit.

Sera was stunned, she recalled back to Dafi who also hated the fruit king. Sera wondered, why are there so many things that are similar between Damar and Dafi? He had to think back to his ex-girlfriend.

"Here's the shop!" damar exclaimed as they arrived in front of a traditional hawker shop, sending Sera jolting from her daydreams about Dafi.

They went into the store and bought a lot of dodols with various flavors, even Damar bought out the favorite durian dodol taste of the mother.

After that they left the mall and Damar drove Sera back to the hotel.

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