SPD (Daster Seller Sale)
2. Never Is Wrong

Ayana is back to piggyback Wulan with her matic motorbike. While the two traveling clothing sales were no longer visible. Either get into the alley where the two sales were. But honestly, Ayana is very curious about a figure named Dimas. Is that guy really handsome?

Not long after, Ayana had already arrived in front of Wulan's house. The house looks simple cement floor with several kinds of flowers planted in front of the house. This was the first time Ayana would stay at Wulan's house. Previously, Ayana had been staying at some of her friends' houses. Ayana rarely goes home because her parents are rarely at home. They are busy with their respective activities and pay less attention to Ayana. So that makes Ayana prefer to stay at the home of her friends because they want to feel how to live in a harmonious family.

"Come, in! Sorry, my house is like this," said Wulan who was afraid that Ayana would not be at home in her modest home. Moreover, it will stay like what his friend said.

"It's okay," said Ayana with a big smile. For Ayana, it does not matter if the house is simple, the important thing is clean and tidy.

"Assalamu'alaikum! Mom, I'm home!"said Wulan while entering the house with Ayana.

"Wa'alaikumus greetings!"sahut Wulan's mother from inside.

Wulan approached her mother who was in the kitchen, then kissed the middle-aged woman's back hand. Ayana who saw that followed what Wulan did.

"Mom, I'm coming home with my friend. Meet her, her name is Ayana" Wulan told her mother, embracing Ayana.

"Wahh. Your friend is so beautiful, Lan," said Wulan's mother Lastri, smiling broadly at Ayana.

"Mother is overly complimentary,"sahut Ayana smiled sweetly. Though actually the girl was very happy when Bu Lastri praised her. Many people praise her beauty. But it feels very different if the one who praises a mother. Because at home, his mother never paid attention to him, let alone praised him. Her mom and dad are so busy with their work that they don't have time for Ayana.

"Mom, Ayana wants to stay at our house. Can you, right?"ask Wulan to her mother.

"Of course I can. But sorry, yeah, kid! Our house is just a simple house" said Bu Lastri.

"That's okay, ma'am,"sahut Ayana smiled sweetly.

"Yes, get changed, wash your hands and eat together. Oh, ja. Didn't Ayana bring any clothes? Otherwise, you can wear a Wulan shirt," Bu Lastri said kindly.

"Bring, really, Mom. Call me Ay, ma'am, "sahut Ayana smiled sweetly.

"Yes, get changed and eat. You must be hungry" said Bu Lastri kindly.

Ayana was pleased with the response of Wulan's mother who seemed to accept her presence in the house well. Ayana has been staying at a different friend's house. But of the many mothers of his friends, Miss Lastri is the one who looks the most fun.

Ayana enters Wulan's simple room. There was a bed that was not too big in the room, but it might be enough for the two of them to sleep. There was also a simple study table inside the room, with books neatly arranged.

"Ay, sorry, yeah! My room is like this. The bathroom was only one near the kitchen" said Wulan who was afraid Ayana was uncomfortable.

"It's okay. Just relax, "so Ayana smiled thinly.

After changing clothes and washing their hands and feet, the two girls ate with Miss Lastri. Bu Lastri is very concerned about Wulan and also Ayana, making Ayana feel very happy. Although the side dishes at the table served by Bu Lastri are only vegetables, and tofu tempeh, but Ayana enjoyed her lunch. Although simple, Bu Lastri's cooking tasted good on Ayana's tongue. Not at the house of his other friends. Bu Lastri's cooking feels right on Ayana's tongue.

After lunch, Ayana helps Wulan clean the dining table. While Miss Lastri and Wulan wash the cooking utensils and also the cutlery they just used.

"Assalamu'alaikum!"a man's voice came from the front door.

"Ay, please look, who's ahead!"pinta Wulan still washing dishes.

Ayana did not see anyone at the door, because it was not closed. The girl then looked ahead and found no one, until she turned to the terrace chair.

"The catch!"ayana murmured softly when she saw a handsome man sitting on the porch chair while opening a small book. Men with sharp noses, thick but sexy lips, thick eyebrows and clean white skin. Ayana was so admiring the handsome face of the man that he fell silent fixated on where he stood.

"Who, Ay?"asked Wulan who suddenly appeared made Ayana surprised. The man who had noticed Ayana earlier, also turned his head.

"Have a mother, deck?"asked the man, sounding friendly. The man's baritone voice sounded gentle and masculine, but full of prestige.

"Eh, brother Dimas. Ada, sis. Wait a minute, yeah, brother!"wulan rushed into the house to tell her mother.

"Yes," Dimas smiled faintly at Wulan and only glanced at Ayana at a glance, then went back to look at the notebook he brought ignoring Ayana.

Hearing Wulan calling the man with the call of brother Dimas, Ayana frowned. Ayana looked at the hat lying on the porch table, and also some negligee and a woman's breastplate. Then Ayana looked at the big bag on the floor next to the chair where the man named Dimas was sitting.

"Ohh.. So you were SPd earlier, huh? Sales of the seller of negligee," said Ayana then laughed crisply. For some reason, Ayana was very happy to make fun of the man in front of her at this moment. Although Ayana admitted, the man named Dimas was indeed handsome, even very handsome. True said Wulan, this man is no less handsome with artists from home and abroad.

Dimas seemed indifferent not to respond to Ayana's words. Makes the girl feel upset.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!"cetus Ayana who felt not considered.

"Son, Dimas. Sorry for waiting so long. It's the mother's installment this month," said Bu Lastri who had just come out of the house followed by Wulan, extending a hundred and fifty thousand dollars to Dimas.

"It's a repayment, yes, ma'am. Do you want to take it again. I brought a new model of negligee, ma'am. The material is soft and comfortable to wear. This, this color is suitable for mothers," Dimas said showing batik negligee light brown on Bu Lastri.

"Wahh. But I need some underwear, son. Buy the negligee next time, "reject Miss Lastri. The middle-aged woman seemed interested in the negligee shown by Dimas, but seemed hesitant to buy it.

"Take the negligee and her underwear at once, ma'am. If you can't pay cash, it can be paid in installments. Oh, aye. Do you want to buy underwear for your mom or daughter?"tanya Dimas is friendly.

"Make mother equal mother's daughter,"sahut Bu Lastri.

"In a moment," said Dimas, taking the underwear from inside his bag.

"Don't you know what size Wulan's underwear and Wulan's mother are?"ayana asked as she squinted her eyes. Wulan said that Dimas knew all the sizes of his consumer clothes. From outerwear to underwear.

"of course. Size of Bum Lastri 38 A and XL. The size of her daughter, 34 A and M," Dimas said as he gave her the underwear he had just picked up to Miss Lastri, "Do you want to buy it too? You're 38 B and L, right?"tanya Dimas makes Ayana gawk. The man so smoothly said what size underwear Bu Lastri, Wulan and himself.

"Nak Dimas is never wrong when guessing the size," Bu Lastri laughed crisply.

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To be continued