Princess Reunion Cost
Cause Dresses

"It's bang Romi.., it's for rumi, it's for Roma" said Moana, who was handing out toys she bought last night for her children.

Butet smiled at Moana who looked so happy when sharing toys with her best friend's children. While Cempaka also smiled and guided his children to thank Moana and Butet.

"A lot of Tet," said Cempaka, who looked unwell, as he received many toys from Butet.

"What a Cem. Oh yes, I also have something for you," said Butet, as he went into the room and took one of the shopping bags he had prepared for Cempaka. After that he returned to the living room and gave the bag of groceries to Cempaka.

"What is this Tet?" Ask Cempaka.

"Make you. Open it. I hope you like it, yes" Butet said, smiling at Cempaka.

Cempaka smiled. Then he took Rome down from his carrier and grabbed a bag of groceries from Butet and saw the contents. After looking at the contents, Cempaka looked at Butet closely.

"Take it out. You're a turnip."

Cempaka again smiled and took out the contents of the shopping bag.

Looks a Lilac colored dress with the latest model.

"More.." Cempaka was speechless. She also dreamed of having that dress.

"You are cobak. Sanan change clothes in the room. Every day I look at you pack a neglarrr."

Cempaka smiled and got up from his seat and then rushed into the room. In the room, Cempaka looked back at the dress with a very happy face. Then she began to take off her clothes and tried on the Butet-given dress.

Long enough to stare at the image of himself in front of the mirror. She seemed to admire herself in the dress. Cempaka began to tie his hair neatly, then he grabbed Butet's handbag located on the table. Then he looked back at himself in the mirror.

"Jeez. geulis pisan euy..." Cempaka Batin.

The smile on his face began to fade. Then Cempaka again put Butet's handbag in place, and now he looked back at himself in front of the mirror.

"Cem, you're the tea pantes so the office guy. You're geulis pisan tea like this." Mumbled.

Cempaka also moved to sit on the edge of the bed, without even removing his eyes from the image of himself in front of the mirror.

"But what is the power of tea. Your life is only dedicated to children, children, children, and husbands. Actually my tea is tired... I'm jealous of the same people who can work, so career women. At least they have a lot of tea, the brain works. Unlike me, who is still in college, uh have to take care of the child and husband." Cempaka muttered again, pursing his chin.

"Well, long time!"

Cempaka was aghast when Butet suddenly opened the door of the room.

"Nl..." Cempaka also moved from his seat.

Butet who saw Cempaka who looked moody, also immediately approached Cempaka.

"You why Cem? Don't you like the same clothes?" Tanya Butet who looks sad, when Cempaka is moody when wearing her gift dress.

"Eh, that's not it. I'm very happy tea Tet. The vow! It's the nicest tea dress I've ever had, and this dress is tea from you" said Cempaka, who felt bad for Butet who caught her looking sad.

"Cooking? But I see your face is sad times. I thought you didn't like it."

"Det's Oath, I love tea. Thank you, Tet..." Cempaka smiled widely and hugged Butet tightly.

"His fetters?" Ask Butet who just wants to make sure if Cempaka's speech is true.

"Oath! This is my dream tea dress. I'm very happy tea." Cempaka tried to convince Butet.

"Jodahlah. Both yes Cem," Butet said, replying to Cempaka's embrace.

..

"Benereal therapy.."

Rozi who had just returned from work, was stunned when he saw Cempaka who looked so elegant and beautiful, wrapped in a gown from Butet.

Cempaka who was standing in front of the mirror was jolted and immediately turned to look at Rozi who was still standing in the doorway of the room.

"Eh, a'a home yet?" Cempaka also moved to approach Rozi who still continued to look at Cempaka.

"You got a dress? How come I never see it?" Ask Rozi.

Cempaka smiled and kissed the back of Rozi's hand. Then he grabbed Rozi's briefcase and put it on the table.

"This is the tea that Butet gave. She accidentally bought me a dress." Cempaka Terang.

Rozi went into his room and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"That's pretty. It must be expensive."

"Yes a' is expensive. I don't know why Butet bought this for me. It's purple tea, my favorite color."

"Yes, yes.kok tumben tumbenan the Butet buy you clothes." Rozi said as he opened his shirt.

"But you're beautiful in that dress. It's been a long time since you've dressed up Cem." Connect Rozi.

Cempaka. Apparently the moody face of his wife began to grab Rozi's attention.

"Why you?" Rozi asked who was taking a shower.

"It's okay a'." Sahut Cempaka, still with a gloomy face.

"It's okay why moody?" Ask Rozi again.

"I'm sorry, if I haven't dressed up in a while."

Degggs...!

Rozi immediately realized that his words had offended Cempaka.

"Ng. I mean a'a..."

"I tea almost twenty-four hours busy equal children and homework. Sorry if I've forgotten myself."

"If not Butet who bought this dress, maybe I also forgot to buy it for myself." Connect Cempaka.

Rozi was getting more and more unwell with Cempaka's words.

"Do you need an assistant?" Ask Rozi.

"According to a'a?" Ask Cempaka back.

Rozi was silent.

"If I don't work, what do I have an assistant for?"

"Yes, work should not work, I need an assistant" Rozi said, rubbing his face.

"Where does it feel to work a'? Back in college, I had tea to take care of the kids. When I graduated, I also had to be at home, because I was pregnant again. Continuing to be the birth of tea, I was forbidden to work, because of the pity of the children. After the Rumi was able to be independent, I was already intent on working. But my tea contains again."

"Definitely good huh a' works it..? Can meet many people, can hold your own hard earned money. You can buy anything with your own money. Obviously not stress huh a'?" Ask Cempaka again.

Rozi was still silent.

"I've tea pengen long this dress a', only I don't dare to ask a'a. I'm afraid to spend my husband's money. Try me work, maybe I can buy tea without thinking. I can look beautiful every day too."

Rozi's heart grew louder to hear Cempaka's words. Rozi realized that he was just busy working without paying attention to Cempaka who was not working. Everyday, Rozi only sees Cempaka wearing a negligee. Even some of the Cempaka daisies were already worn and torn, without Rozi's awareness of buying his wife decent clothes.

Rozi does love Cempaka, but love alone is not enough without attention. Today he only realized that he had a wife who was not good at demanding, but waiting for attention from him without even protesting. Cempaka also did not bother about Rozi's salary, let alone asking for money and prying information about his entire salary. But as if complacent, Rozi was alpa about making his own wife happy.

Not Rozi is incapable. Rozi's been established since bachelorhood. He even has his own home which he is now renting. His income during bachelor can also be distributed by his two younger siblings from his second wife, namely nyak Komariah. But it seems inversely proportional when he has a wife. His wife looked like the wife of someone with a very poor standard of living.

Rozi regained his senses, then he looked at Cempaka who was also silent beside him. Rozi looked at Cempaka from head to toe. Suddenly Rozi's heart felt bitter. His wife is not no longer beautiful, but because the wife is too good to him that makes the appearance of his wife to be far below the proper. The proof is now Cempaka looks much prettier than wearing a negligee.

"Astaghfirullahalazim says.." Rozi covered his face and began to cry as he pleased.

"A', a'a tea why? How come I'm crying?" Cempaka looks worried about Rozi who suddenly cries to the slightest bit of excitement.

"Chem.., Oh my God..." Rozi said, in between his cries.

"Why or a'a? By the way dong a'... I'm so confused tea..."

"I'm sorry. Astarghfirullahazim apos... Astarghfirullahazim apos... I've been too mean to you Cem. Im sorry. I don't care about you, I'm insensitive. I'm not giving you the best. I think it makes you like a maid. You are a wife.. So why do I keep working, if you suffer like this." Rozi knelt before Cempaka and drowned his face in Cempaka's lap.

Both of Cempaka's eyes began to redden, there was a sense of haru that touched his heart. Finally, without having to have a dispute in his household, now Rozi can understand what he really feels during this time.

"Cem, don't hate me. Please never hate me. Just tell me frankly when I'm wrong. Say frankly when you need something, say whatever is holding your heart back. Don't just shut up. I am indeed less sensitive, but I beg your help to help me to be more able to understand you," Rozi said in his sobs.

"A', my tea doesn't demand anything. My tea just wants a'a more attention on me. That's enough for me a'" said Cempaka.

"Oh Allah, forgive the servant. Forgive slave. Thank you my wife. I promise to pay more attention to you" Rozi said.

"Really a'?" Cempaka asked, with a look of her innocent face and a big smile on her face.

"God willing. If a'a forgot, please don't hesitate to remind a'a."

Cempaka let out a long sigh and put on a lazy face.

"Eh, yes. a'a promised. Thank you for being patient with me all this time. Thank you, Cem."

"Well, that's exactly tea....." Said Cempaka, still with a look of annoyed face.

"Yes, yeah. Yes already.. Now. A'a want to take your closet."

"Well.why a'?" Ask Cempaka while looking panicked when he saw Rozi who was scattering his shabby negligee negligee.

"Dispose of all this. Tomorrow we go shopping, you buy everything you want." Rozi Resolute.

"But a'..." Cempaka quickly packed his negligee off the floor.

"But why?" Ask Rozi.

"Don't throw it away or a'a. This is the most comfortable tea!" Said Cempaka who looked increasingly upset.

"But we want to buy clothes for you. What else is the negligent?" Ask Rozi.

"If I cook, nyuci, nyetrika, this is the most comfortable tea dress a'!"

"But it's ugly..." Rozi Protest.

"Just kid, ugly gini makes it comfortable!"

"Can't! My wife should always look beautiful. No negligee in this house!"

"Can't do a'a!" Cempaka protests.

"I can't!"

"Can't be so ah a'! "

"It could be an assistant!"

Cempaka.

"Now your job is just to beautify yourself. You rest, so as not to stress with household chores. Enough of your struggle so far. Now you are the queen. No more protest protests!" Rozi said, seizing a shabby negligee from Cempaka's hands and taking him to the kitchen. Then he threw the negligee into the trash and after that he went to the bathroom, to rinse his sticky body after a day of work.

While in the room, Cempaka smiled to himself. Although his heart was not willing to let go of his beloved negligee, but there was an unusual feeling, for the first time he felt. It was proof of Rozi's incredible love for her.

"So sweet si a'a tea." He murmured, laughing.

Then she looked back at herself in front of the mirror and gently rubbed the gown from Butet.

"Oh Allah, this is probably why you sent Butet back to this boarding house." Cempaka Batin.