Superku Mama
Stalking

"Good morning, madam. Can I help you?" asked the woman who greeted him at the door.

"Good morning. I want to meet the owner of this shop."

"Can I know what the name of the lady is?" ask the woman politely and gently. Makes Aletha even more amazed. In addition to the magnificent and large building, employees are also friendly. That was the first impression he got when he first set foot in Dena Fashion.

"I'm Aletha" he answered briefly.

"Aletha's mother? Well, it turns out that boss Dena did not misrepresent motherhood. Mother is indeed beautiful, even more beautiful than the one being photographed," the woman praised him. If the name of the woman, her age is different from that of Aletha. "Please come in, madam!" politely asked.

Aletha followed Dila's directions to Dena's room.

"This is boss Dena's room, madam" he smiled.

"Call Aletha alone, I'm less comfortable being called madam" Aletha said quickly before Dila continued her speech.

"But my mistress is not used to it, I feel like the mistress is older than me, and the mistress is my boss' best friend, which I might name her."

"Call me then!" aletha said quickly.

"I-iya, ma'am," said Dila nervously.

"Already, already, just relax. I don't eat people." Aletha tried to joke around so that the atmosphere was a little less tense.

"Mbak Aletha likes to see also turns," said Dila while chuckling. He felt very close to Aletha. The feeling of sadness just disappeared.

"I'm going in first." Aletha entered the room that read Dena's name on it. Dila was transfixed after Aletha said the word. He felt that he was wrong because Aletha did not respond to his words earlier.

Dila finally returned to the entrance welcoming the buyers who had already come in droves.

"Huhh, looks like it needs this new employee. The more days the more rame this is a boutique," he murmured.

"Welcome to Dena Busana, how can I help you?" Such were the words he uttered when welcoming buyers who he felt were confused about going into the boutique. Incidentally, Dena boutique is flanked by two boutiques on the left and right. But not as crowded as the Dena boutique.

After seeing some pieces of clothes hanging neatly the customer immediately entered without caring for Dila. Dila stroking chest, "patience, Dila. The buyer is king. You have to follow what he wants "he said to himself. Then he continued his activities, welcoming buyers who arrived non-stop.

"Aletha!" dena exclaimed as she saw Aletha enter her room. "Yet you come too" he murmured. He hugged Aletha and kissed her left and right cheeks. "I'm sure you'll come" he said again.

"Sit down!" her door invited Aletha to sit on the sofa in her room.

Alethapun obeyed Dena's orders while showing off his smile.

"Eril how are you?" ask again. From earlier he was the one who chatted without giving Aletha a chance to talk. "He should?" ask again.

Aletha immediately chuckled spontaneously. "You are, I replied you have asked so many questions" he said.

"Hehehe, understand. I'm too happy to see you here. I don't think you want to work in my boutique" he murmured.

"And you know, Den. It's not that I don't want to, but I don't know anything about the conversation. You'll have me draw, how do you try?"

"Yes, Tha. I know your field. How could I have told him to draw," he said.

"Then, what kind of work can I do here?"

"What's? Model?"

"Yes, why is it? Isn't that your field?"

"But, Den I've long since left modeling. Yeah, I can't be a model, anyhow what model try?"

"Well, the clothes of my design are modeled," said Dena again with confidence.

"Don't, Den. You know I've been retired a long time. There will be your boutique even deserted. liaht only, without the model of this boutique is already crowded. The others, yes!" door's welding.

"So OB is. Its nothing. The important thing is not to be a draftsman." Aletha tried to bargain.

"Unfortunately our OB is full, there is no song quota for you. And they definitely don't want you to replace them. Because they are already comfortable with being like me" Dena joked.

"Did, spiciness!" Aletha.

The bargaining process finally happened. But there was no definite decision that Aletha had made. He is still confused by the choice given by Dena.

Elsewhere, Radot and Bilson are trailing Aletha. They followed him all the way to Dena Clothing, but they saw him from afar. Don't want Dena or Aletha to know.

"Pity you, Dira. Just because of Revan's cruel deeds, you have to fend for your own family. No, I'm not willing. I'll make her happy. I don't want you to slash a bone, Dira," he murmured inwardly.

Radot who was behind the wheel, stared fixedly at his boss without saying a word. "Boss, boss. I know the boss got hurt seeing Miss Aletha. So you can, make a wow plan so that Miss Aletha will accept you. So you can live happily, boss. You've been apart for too long. Don't want the boss to unite with a woman who can love?" inner Radot.

"You go down and go inside! Now!"

"Why boss?" radot was confused.

"When you go to a fashion store, what do you want? Want to play a game? Yes buy clothes!" bilson flat said.

"But it can, there are all women's clothes. Where could I buy a girl's shirt. There will be thought I want to pervert," said Radot.

"Bodos! Put your wits on a little bit. When the hell were you smart? You can say you want to buy clothes for your mother or your sister. That must be taught. Fuck up!" objurgation.

"But the boss knows I live alone. Only the boss I have now."

"Hadehh, got his innocent kok gini guy. No way they might have it if you were living a kara or not. There, don't need a lot of reasons. You investigate what work Ms. Aletha will do."

"How's the boss doing?"

"Will it work or not? If not, I will drive it from home. Wanna?" Bilson tried to threaten.

"Yes, yes, yes, boss." Radot got out of the car after receiving a credit card from Bilson and entered the boutique. While Bilson, trying to ask himself whether to stay in the car or participate in fashion.

However, he did not want Aletha to recognize him. Even Radotpun had taught him to disguise himself so that Aletha would not know him. So that they could stalk Aletha freely.

"Stalking for good, it's okay well," he murmured.

Bilson got out of the car, trying to follow the steps of Radot who had entered the boutique.