My wife Canduku
cocky
Mario drove Inka to a famous designer boutique located in the area of Kemang. At first, Inka was just an intern there. But after the script was completed, the Inca were immediately offered to work. Though previously he would think of being unemployed after graduating from college, staying at home would make him not feel at home. But it turns out that God granted her prayers, even before the transcip of values came out. He was offered with the desired job.
"I'll pick you up." Said Mario who was releasing the seatbelt Inca, after stopping his car right in front of the boutique. Inka nodded.
Today it is so tiring, the Inca was made angered by a female client of socialites who would marry men 20 years younger.
"This is what mba, I'll ask the brooch to be placed on the right, why is this even on the left?" Said the middle-aged woman with her sinister face. You then continue "this again, I will ask the chest more open again, what is this? Huh where's miss Fang? his assistant ain't so fucking becus." The Inca continued to get insults from women who still look beautiful without wrinkles at the age of almost stepping on the head of five.
Sweat appeared on the Inca's forehead. The man who had been beside the woman kept looking at the Inca. "Good miss, I'm sorry. I'll fix it soon."
"I'll wear it tonight, so before 5pm, I'll take it." Said the woman.
"Good miss." Inca.
The woman passed from the front of the Inca, the man who was her future husband followed her from behind, but stopped after about to pass the Inca and whispered "patience is beautiful." Then the man blinked his eyes. Inka rolled her eyeballs, responding lazily to the man earlier. This is not the first time the man has teased her.
"Huuff.." Inca breathed roughly, having landed herself on the sofa. There's still three hours to fix Miss Melinda's dress. Previously the Inca missed their lunch, today in the boutique a lot of guests visit.
"Hi beautiful," said the man who would take Miss Melinda's dress.
"This is the dress." Inka immediately handed the paper bag to the man.
"Inka Pramesti. hmm.." The man held the tip of the name pin that was on the right chest of the Inca shirt. Inka immediately brushed off the hand "don't touch!"
"OK, really bad. But I like a bad girl."
"Setres.had married still a girl, you know."
"Hahahaha.no problem guys can marry one, two, three or even four girls at once." The Inca turned themselves to her work and did not respond to the man. "Oh yeah almost forgot, I brought you some food. Surely you haven't eaten because you have to fix Melinda's dress." The man put two packs of jumbo-sized pizzas. Then just leave. "That weird guy." Inner Inca.
"Here, you haven't come home?" Miss Fang said as she carried a lot of her stuff.
"I'm helping miss." Inka stood up and helped carry Fang's belongings to her car.
"I'm still waiting for miss's invitation." Said the Inca again.
"Oh, what's your husband's candidate?" Inka nodded.
"You're young, you're getting married fast. Your career has just begun." Inka simply smiled back at miss Fang's words. Because instead of marrying Mario accelerate his career later, even Mario has prepared a boutique on behalf of the Inca as a dowry of their marriage agreement.
"All right, I'm ahead."
"Okay miss, be careful on the road." Inka waved her hand.
After a few minutes of standing on the street. The sound of car horns blasting his daydream. Inka rushed to Mario's car.
"Sorry late." Said Mario flat.
"It's okay." Inka smiled as her hand pulled the seatbelt and was helped by Mario.
Mario delivers the inca to the front of the house. "So, don't have to be picked up either." Said Inka.
"Why don't you like it? Would you like to be picked up by Vino?" Reply casually Mario who is still holding the steering wheel.
"What the hell, yeah no, I don't like Adhis's ex." Inka leaves Mario after answering his words.
"Based on a cocky chick" muttered Mario shaking his head. Somehow getting to know the Inca, making Mario increasingly feel challenged to conquer it, even though Mario felt there was no love in him.