Santet Bride
Part 3

In the evening after completing all the series of activities, Arga immediately delivered Kania, his fiancee home. Then a few moments later he came home because the night was getting late.

"Well, I'll go home first. After this, you immediately take a shower and continue to rest. Don't stay up, we're tired enough today." Remember Arga.

"Tomorrow morning I picked you up as usual, as soon as I finished meeting with a representative from PT. Sinar Semesta, we continue to look for examples of souvenirs and invitations," added Arga and then memamintan to Kania, his lover.

"Yes, Honey. You also get home later immediately shower, eat and rest yes. Do not forget to pray first," said Kania with a friendly look at Arga.

"Ready, General! Do not forget to eat and pray. Thanks always get caught. I love you, Kania Andarini Prasetyo. Hehehe," Kekeh Arga seduces Kania.

Arga raised his right hand, behaving respectfully towards Kania. Kania felt anxious and very embarrassed to see the attitude of her future husband who always teased her at every opportunity.

"Ish, what the hell is Arga. It is my duty to make ngingetin my future imam, let more and more Istiqomah later if you are really a husband." While blushing embarrassed Kania then pinched Arga's arm spoiled.

Arga also put on a face pretending to be in pain due to the pinching of Kania and a second later laughed out loud after seeing Kania's cute face turn sullen.

"Yes, you came in. Later mom with dad nyariin you lo. Salamin to them yes, please say sorry I did not stop by. Assalamualaikum, the future of my paradise," said Arga

"Yes, Yang. InshaaAllah will be delivered to father and mother. Be careful, Yang, later if you have not forgotten to tell me yes. Waalaikumsalam, Candidate priest." After waving her hand, Kania stepped into the house.

After making sure that Kania has really entered the house, Arga rushed forward Harley motorcycle beloved gift from the papi when the 17th birthday to the house, he wanted to immediately flutter his body.

Dust and sweat have been mixed into one, making Arga uncomfortable and smelly. Arga missed his comfortable bed.

While driving, Arga's lips involuntarily smiled when he recalled the incident last afternoon at the boutique Fabs Couple owned by Aunt Irna, the eldest sister of Arga's mother.

'Cania ... Kania, ' whispered Arga with lips reviewing a smile.

Kania looks so happy and so excited while trying out almost all of the boutique's latest collection of kebayas and wedding dresses.

"Darling, try to see all this collection of kebaya and wedding dresses, everything is good. I'm confused, which one to choose."

"Yes, Yang. It is up to you to what kind of model, what color. Whatever you wear will suit you. Not really, Tan?" said Arga directing his gaze towards Aunt Irna.

"That's a great word Arga, Kania. Aunty sure whatever your choice must be good and suitable to be used by a girl as beautiful as you," said Aunty Irna while rolling her eyes teasing Kania.

The flirting and seductive smile of Aunt Irna inevitably makes Kania feel embarrassed as well as happy and more excited, especially in the boutique Aunty Irna many new collections and attract her interest to try one by one.

"Ah, Auntie made Kania ge-er. Well, if that's what I'm looking at first, Tan."

"Yes, Honey. You choose first, later if there is something you like and want you to try, you can love to Dina, assistant Aunt who later nemenin you fittings," obviously Aunt Irna while looking for Dina, her assistant.

"Din, here for a second! You are themenin Kania yes make melihikan kebaya and wedding dress all fittings! I want to cut Arga first. Arga, come with Auntie!" Aunt Irna ordered Arga to follow her to the next room.

Arga immediately followed his tantric steps into his study. There Aunt Irna measured Arga's body for the purpose of making a bridal suit.

"Again, Ga. Measure the length of your pants first. Okay fine! It's finished! Aunty call Isna to make a pattern according to the size and fashion that you have chosen yesterday, yes," said aunt Irna continued to call Isna, one of his employees to give up the size of the body and model of the suit that Arga wants.

"Later if the pattern is finished, immediately transfer to the production section yes, Isna. Let's later be able to squeeze this fitting, a super handsome aunt's nephew," asked Aunt Irna to Isna, her assistant who has worked with her long enough.

"Good, Mom. Sorry are there any more additions, Mom before I leave it all to the production section?" ask Isna.

Aunt Irna just shook her head signifying that there was no change or addition to the design of Arga's suit and pants.

While waiting for Kania who is still busy trying kebaya and wedding dress, Arga opened the application that reads blue f on his phone.

Arga opens the marketplace feature in the application and searches for advertisements for watch products. Yes, Arga wants to surprise Kania with a watch.

"Here she is, a watch model that is suitable for Kania, surely she likes," Arga inner heart and directly make online reservations through the application.

After booking online, Arga surfed again in the blue application while waiting for her boyfriend who was still not finished choosing and trying on dresses and kebaya.

After almost two hours of choosing the kebaya and wedding dress, then then do the fitting finally Kania's choice fell to a set of low-necked white kebaya that little longer show cleavage and ball gown wedding dress blue tosca.

Both choices Kania it both has a simple model but very elegant when worn so as to give a special impression on the wearer.

"Arga, what the hell are you looking at? Until I forget to blink?" kania asked confusedly with Arga's expression.

"This is .. This is you, Kan. Can ... really tick. You're definitely not Kania, are you? You ... You're an angel?" sanjung Arga's.

So excited Arga saw the beauty of Kania in her choice of kebaya until she did not realize that from now on she did not blink in the slightest.

"Ish, what the hell is Arga. Don't embarrass me in front of Aunt Irna and Sister Dina dong" Kania shamed.

"It really fits in your slim, tall body like this model, dear. It fits perfectly with your pure white skin." Aunt Irna was amazed to see the aura of Kania's beauty so radiating out.

Arga smiled considering how beautiful Kania was in the kebaya and wedding dress earlier. 'Ah, I am so impatient it feels like I want to quickly make Kania as Madame Arga.' Arga is in the heart.

Lips Arga still continues to review the smile considering his friendship with Kania almost all day earlier, his feelings felt so excited looking forward to the day of the proposal and the wedding later.

However, the ringing of the phone stopped Arga's daydream, as she glanced at her phone screen to see who was calling her, "Rasti," Arga muttered as she plugged a bluetooth headset into her left ear.

[Assalamualaikum, Rashid. What's up, huh?]

Ask Arga.

[Vaalaikumsalam, Ga. You're busy, aren't you? I want to ask you a favor, can't I?]

Rasti asked back without answering Arga's previous questions.

[Not busy at all. But wait a minute yeah, I'm still on the road about twenty minutes away I arrive, later I call you back. Assalamualaikum.]

Arga then turned off his bluetooth headset and returned to concentrate on driving his Harley.

Twenty minutes later, Arga arrives at his home, after putting in his big motorcycle, Arga calls Rasti back to ask what he can do for the girl.

[Assalamualaikum, Rashid. Sorry, I was forced to cut your phone, because I'm in the position again driving a motorcycle. Danger if not focused, especially tonight the road is quite rame.]

Urai Arga gave a reason why he just turned off the phone unilaterally.

[Ah, yes. It's okay, Ga. I should be the one apologizing for the wrong call.]

Rasti apologized for his boredom earlier.

[Udah, it's okay. So, what's wrong you suddenly called me. What's the need? Maybe I can try to help you?]

Arga then asked what Rasti meant to call him earlier.

While standing straightened waist that began to feel a bit pain, the dashing young man with a height of 187 cm took a motorcycle coat and covered his Harley while listening to the sound of Rasti still heard on the speaker phone belonging to him.

[Temenin I to mall dong, I want to buy birthday gift for my papah. Could not?]

Pinta Rasti's.

[Waduh ... How is it? I just got home and my body was tired. Sorry yes, my race can't nemenin you.]

Reject Arga carefully afraid of offending his future wife's best friend.

[Oh that. It's okay, Ga. I will ask my driver to help me. I'm sorry, but not if I have to take care of you.]

Answer Rasti

A very disappointed tone could be heard in Rasti's voice. The girl with a sweet, yellow skin felt very upset because it was not easy to get close to Arga. Rasti was angry because he had felt that he had failed to ask Arga to accompany him to the mall.

[It's okay. It's okay, Ras. I'm sorry I'm really tired, so I can't get you. Yes, if so, I want to clean up first. Assalamualaikum.]

Arga turned off his phone and rushed out after changing the lights inside his garage.

[Yes, Ga. Waalaikalight.]

Lirih Rasti answered Arga's greeting.

Rasti turned off the call from his cell phone and clenched his left palm until his knuckles almost turned all white.

His jaw clenched tightly, signifying that he not only felt disappointed but was already angry at Arga's refusal.

'You can turn me down this time, Ga. But next time, I'm sure you'll be prostrating crying blood asking for my attention!' batin Rasti with an evil grin was very clearly drawn on his lips.

Did Rasti manage to execute his plan to get Arga?

Curious about the continuation of his story?

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