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Choosing a dress

Justin stopped his car in front of a large building.

"You're coming." Said Jessy while removing her seat belt.

"No. I'm just here." Justin replied lazily. It's better to play cell phones and think of ways to trap a killer than to follow a shopping woman.

"Come on! You also have to pick a dress for tomorrow."

"My clothes are a lot, we just choose it in my house." Justin doesn't want to get out of the car.

Jessy narrowed her eyes, making Justin frown confused.

"What?!" Screeches Justin.

"You want to leave me here, don't you? You want to run away?" Search Jessy.

"Geez, why am I never right in your mind?" Ask Justin. More precisely 'why do you know what I think?'. Sounds of Jessy.

"Come with me. Just briefly. I'll buy you a shirt." Justin was quiet for a moment. His eyes immediately implied ignorant with a slight smile.

"You're gonna pay for it with your own money, right?" Ask Justin. Jessy rolled her eyeballs. Truly a stingy and un-capitalized man.

"Yes! Come along already, we're eating that soon." Jessy gets out of the car, followed by Justin, and they walk into the building.

"When is our invitation done? I want to give it to Richard tomorrow." Justin said. Jessy walked slowly watching the roar of clothes attached beautifully to the mannequin statue.

"Just have them finish until morning. Isn't that how you force your will?" Syndic Jessy.

"Other than pretty, you're smart. I just knew that." Overwhelmed by Justin, he pulled out his phone without caring about Jessy's cynical gaze.

"Hallo. It's me Justin. Can I have an invitation tomorrow morning? Emm... Maybe if it's all done better, my dad will give you a bonus."

Jessy took a slow breath. He walked back to pick a shirt, leaving Justin who was busy calling.

"Well, this is good." Jessy muttered in a beautiful dress.

"Miss. Are you interested in trying it?" Ask a shopkeeper.

"Yes. But I want to know how many of these stock dresses are in the store?"

The waiter smiled softly.

"All the clothes we displayed in these five mannequins were the latest designs and there was only one stock Miss." Jessy smiled with satisfaction at that. He did not want to buy expensive clothes but the market, especially if he met someone wearing the same dress at the party. That's so embarrassing. It was also Jessy's worst experience in college.

"Good Miss. I'll tell you. Is that your lover?" Jessy shook her head.

"Eitherway. But I'm getting married to her next week."

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Justin turned off the call and put the phone back in his pocket. His gaze began to be busy looking for Jessy who had gone somewhere.

"Sorry Sir. You looking for your future wife?" Justin raised his eyebrows, but when he heard the servant's words as soon as he slammed his smile, he could not bear to laugh right then and there. Jessy bragged about herself as Justin's future wife?.

Justin took his breath, he did not want to be considered crazy alone.

"Yes. Where's she?" Ask Justin.

"Tried the dress. You want to see it?"

"What's? Can I see him change his clothes?" Justin asked in surprise.

"He said that?"

The servant's face immediately shook his head in panic.

"No Sir. I don't mean like that, there will be a separation room to see your partner is already wearing new clothes." Quickly answer.

"Ah, I guess he asked me to go into the dressing room." The waiter's face immediately flushed red, Justin's speech was frontal and embarrassing.

"No, I'm kidding. Where's the room for me to wait for her to change?" Justin asked in a joking tone at the beginning of the sentence.

"Sir's Sana. But I've been sent a message to get you to pick out the clothes you're going to buy."

"I don't really like neat clothes... Just pick one that matches the woman's dress. I'll wait for him there."

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