The Story of the Children of the Juragan
9. Little tragedy
"Oh no's. My clothes." cried Wulan. While looking down at his clothes that had been wet by the opor sauce.
The person in front of him rounded his eyes realizing a small mistake was happening before his eyes. And what was worse was that he saw the curves of the woman's body in front of him. Because of her minimal clothing.
"I'm sorry, you don't seem to have seen me bring food" said the man.
"My eyes are still watching. It can't be blind. You're the one....."
Wulan momentarily fell silent as she rounded her eyes looking at the person before her. The man who had made him roar without shame. He is Salman.
"Yes, I'm sorry once again for making your clothes dirty. Come with me to the car. I changed your dirty clothes" Salman said sincerely. It is better to give in than to hear the babbling of the girl in front of him.
'Wow, what a good opportunity.' Wulan's mind is full of smiles. His anger soon disappeared.
"Okay, quickly show me the way" said Wulan pretending to be haughty.
Arriving in the car, Salman picked up his mama's robe and handed it to Wulan without seeing it.
"This, seriously for me?" ask Wulan, while putting a robe on her body.
"Yes, just wear it. It's my mama's. He won't be angry. Because the game is a lot. Than you wear a tofu filter."
"What! You said my shirt was a filter tofu? Have you ever seen the filter tofu? Don't you know how much my clothes cost?" jolt Wulan with a fiery.
"Quick wear. I don't want anyone to see us both here. I'm afraid of slander. The price of a shirt is not important. The important thing is that the shirt can be used to seal the aurat. Free expensive clothes, if it can not function properly." Salman continued to say without looking at Wulan. Makes the girl wonder.
"You're talking to me again. Why look it the other way? Not very polite."
DEG!
Wulan's heart stopped beating. Many men praise his appearance, because his curves are perfectly exposed. But the man in front of him behaves differently.
"Where should I wear this shirt?" eventually Wulan gave up. It's better to wear that shirt than dirty clothes.
"In my car, too. I'm not gonna look." Salman immediately opened his car door, then turned his head in the other direction. The girl obediently followed Salman's every word.
"Why do I feel weird wearing clothes like this." murmured Wulan as he got out of the car.
He noticed his reflection from the car. Salman looked at him. In his heart he praised the beauty of the girl before him. Which is very fitting to wear his mother's clothes.
"Let's get there. I'm afraid Mama will find me." Salman walked ahead of Wulan. It appears that the girl repeatedly held the clothes she was wearing, to ensure her appearance.
Arriving at the venue, Salman sought the whereabouts of his mother.
"Where have you been, son? Mama has found you." and Salman's guess is correct. If her mother would have looked for her. He also smiled.
"So meeting Salman's friend, his shirt was dirty. So I gave you Mom's clothes in the car. It's nothing, is it?"
Mama Laura frowned looking at her son's face. He knew that his son did not have a girlfriend.
"Salman take food first ma." Salman immediately passed towards the buffet table. There he meets Wulan. But not paying much attention to it.
'I wonder the same guy. Do you like oranges to eat oranges? I looked at it like I wasn't interested at all. I have to find out. Hem, make curious aja.' Inner Wulan while sharing a cynical smile.