The Wife Pay
Side Story– Now Doesn't Like It

If only, the rhyme can attract the eyes, cool the ears and vibrate the heart. Then he is similar to you.

Zain Prasaja's.

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Confusion deepens in Silvi's brain when the man pulls his hands into a luxury boutique. However, he had not had time to ask about the purpose of Zain bringing him to come there. It was already startled by the man's speech to one of the boutique officials.

“Nona, please choose clothes, shoes, and other accessories that match my future wife yes,” said Zain with a flat face.

“Zain!” Silvi glared at the protest. Again as good as the man was back to claim his future wife.

“Shut!” He put his palm on Silvi's mouth making the girl feel annoyed. And secretly the boutique employees there captivated his laughter. Maybe they think that the couple is not romantic. Silvi who felt annoyed that her mouth was smothered, immediately quickly bit into Zain's palm.

“Ishh!” Zain hissed feeling sick from Silvi's bite. While Silvi rubbed her lips, smiling at the man mockingly. Making Zain take a deep breath, as if he was reminding himself to be patient.

“Mari Miss.” The employee invited Silvi to try on some dresses.

“Please choose a nice, yet polite outfit. I don't want her to wear a dress that's too revealing,” pinta Zain.

“Good Sir!”

“You think I also want to open-open in front of you,” snorted Silvi. However, he did not mind he also menur tout when the boutique employee brought him into the dressing room.

Zain shook his head. “Women are weird. The mouth and heart like to be out of sync. Said he did not want to be unwilling, but forced to,” grunted. Zain passed by taking in search of a suit stelan that suited him. He quickly replaced him in the dressing room. Afterwards, she took her phone to contact someone.

When he was talking to someone behind the phone. The door of the dressing room opened, revealing Silvi in a red dress. Zain turned off his phone. The girl did not blink.

“How about Tuan?” ask the boutique officer.

“Replace. There is no more open dress!” zain exclaimed involuntarily making Silvi and the employee glare.

“Zain!!” reprimand Silvi is upset. Instantly made Zain aware of his speech mistake.

“I mean more closed. I don't like his chest. He is not fit to wear red clothes. Choose another color but one that is polite!” ralat Zain was.

With a sense of laziness Silvi back into the dressing room. Until a while later she has come out this time with a dress that looks elegant but seems polite, although sleeveless but according to Zain this is still mending compared to before. The grey silk dress looks perfect on her white skin. Moreover, the woman is now poking her hair in origin, the possibility of feeling sultry. One of the boutique employees also gave shoes to Silvi. Until now the girl's appearance seemed more perfect.

“Where?” silvi asked confusedly.

“There's!”

Silvi throbbed to release Zain's hand. “My clothes that were brought first yes.”

“For what? That's useless. Let's go straight away!” Then Zain quickly pulled the girl's hand out of the boutique.

Now, Zain's BMW i8 has left the boutique area. Silvi was confused as to where the man was going to take her. Zain turned his head towards the girl, he smiled faintly seeing Silvi speechless. Could he be tired of talking?

“Can I ask you something?” ask Zain when the car stops right at the red light.

“Hem.”

“Why did you refuse to give me flowers?” sis asked.

Silvi clucked, turning towards Zain. “You think I'm selling flowers. Send flowers one truck so.”

“But you like.”

“Where did you know?” tanyanya.

“There is.”

“Now do not like white roses, like to be annoyed when you see white roses!” saith. He was upset because by seeing the white roses he remembered the behavior of Zain who proposed to him with paper and a truck of white roses.

“I know. What is your real favorite?”

“What?” exciting Silvi. He thinks confidently if Zain will definitely answer ‘You like me right.’ so. However, apparently...

“Pore time kan”

“Zain!!” shouts Silvi furiously. Good Lord! It felt like Silvi wanted to scream, pinching the head of the man by her side who had that 0.001% sensitivity level.