TIKZ 2 [Throwing Into the Golden Age]
S3 - 031

TIKZ 3 [Meeting to You]

031 - HE IS ONLY A TRAINER, NOT A MAHARAJA!

Lamont and John both felt dizzy by her brother's behavior in the morning.

Udelia looked back at the house repeatedly. Make sure his favorite black pants are dry.

After getting it, their sister actually dismantled the entire closet.

Makes them, who have a high level of neatness, feel careless.

"Already, brother! Want fittings doang not want to meet in-laws! Just wear ordinary clothes! Sister candidates are already mehek-mehek same brother. No need to overdo it!" Lamont.

"Yes, brother. Brother just woke up he was gobsmacked. Already, just wear the existing. Poor him waiting to eat. Mom and Dad are waiting for you!" john said to his brother.

"Usually wear t-shirts and pants, do not be pretentious and nyari dress everything," said Lamont when Udelia had found the dress she was looking for.

"You men who like only black clothes, don't have to comment on women's affairs!"

"Women and men what's the difference? Aren't we equal, dear brother?"

"It has. It's been. There go! Ma'am wants to change clothes. Accompany your sister-in-law! The boys get together here!"

"Ck. There's something we want to talk about."

Lamont and John snuck in. They closed the door so that their conversation could not be heard outside.

"What?" suhut Udelia was tidying up the clothes she had thrown on the floor.

"Wouldn't you really want to marry her?"

Udelia did not answer John's question. She looked at the strange young man who was helping her tidy up the closet.

His two younger siblings helped Djahan's proposal, but still asked?

"You ask?" said Udelia voice her thoughts.

"I asked for confidence in my heart. In our view, men, responsibility is our identity. Applying and making a wife is a form of seriousness. But, my own heart, how?"

"Actually when I first saw it at the exhibition at that time, it was like seeing someone who had long been missed. Like somebody said .. This is the guy. However, his keresian makes mbak ilfeel."

Especially that day...

Udelia continued in her heart. There was no way he could expose his sin in front of his sisters.

Embarrassing.

"Now no longer ilfeel?"

"How can it be ilfeel if he applies so only to mbak? It feels ... like special. Different by yourself."

"Just because of that, Mommy?"

"As the word mbak. There is a taste in the heart. The human heart is full of secrets."

"Your heart is.."

"Yes. Ask your heart if you want to break up the marriage. The heart is never wrong."

Udelia embraced her two younger siblings. He gently pushed the two out of the room.

Lamont and John, thinking of Udelia, did not realize their brother had kicked them out of the room.

"The heart is never wrong, is it?" muttered both.

They were shocked when they realized they were outside the room.

They didn't want their sister to dress up too pretty!

There will be many basket eyes that look at their brother's savage.

As men, they know the mind of most men out there.

"Bak can't wear this shirt!" greet Lamont and John as Udelia comes out of her room.

Udelia did not know them. He headed towards the dining room that was already filled with food.

After that, Udelia and Djahan left. Udelia was crucifying both of her parents.

While on Djahan, Udelia's father immediately embraced him.

Like a friend, not a daughter-in-law.

"Mister, put on a jacket! The air is cold outside!"

The boys were overprotective to the older brother, giving him a jacket and scarf to cover his sister's beautiful dress.

Udelia was wearing a white dress, her fair yellow skin radiating beautifully.

Legs that are usually covered in trousers, now emblazoned because she uses a skirt above the knee.

He fell silent because he saw the beauty.

Eat and drink without taking his eyes off.

As a result of his rudimentary mind and mind, as a result of being left behind in dimensional space.

He forgot to watch and commemorate Udelia.

His eyes were fixed on that beautiful body.

His soul was only awakened, when the two sisters of the woman put on a jacket.

But to reprimand Udelia in public, Djahan couldn't. There is self-esteem to be guarded.

More beautiful the woman was shown to walk with him.

The back feeling above the clouds.

"Be careful, Miss!" said Djahan helped Udelia to get into the car.

Udelia reviewed the smile.

It was hard for him to sit comfortably in the car.

His installment character who likes to sit just anyone, making him always was-was. Afraid of her skirt suddenly revealed because of her own actions.

They leave on a clear day.

This time the streets of the capital accompanied Udelia.

"D' Boetiqs?"

Udelia read the name of a very famous boutique within her territory.

It's a boutique that can only be entered by those who have VIPs.

For the rest, people can buy clothes at their clothing store.

To get into the boutique, you must have a VIP and have booked well in advance.

Even the subsidiary president of a well-known company, had to wait for time if it wanted to get a design inside the D'Boetiqs.

The figure of the owner who rarely interacts with the world, makes him not too obedient to the power of others.

D'Boetiqs is his world. No one should break the rules in his place of authority.

Everyone should be fair.

Only one way can one break through the queue.

They should be able to donate the best fabrics, which are rare in the country.

"I shouldn't be surprised" Udelia murmured when she saw Djahan's annoying smile that started to rise again.

A smug smile, which the unlucky fellow deserved to have.

Udelia frowned when she saw one of Djahan's shadow figures sitting behind the cashier's chair.

When she heard the doorbell ringing, which always rang every time the door opened, she lifted her head.

Removing the glasses and pen in his hand.

Welcoming Udelia and Djahan with a smile.

"Mother Lilie?" Udelia murmur.

Really can't believe it.

The tour guide is here?

By himself?

Udelia was not a fool and she would not be surprised if Djahan rented the entire boutique.

But until Lili's mother is behind the cashier?

It seems that this woman is not just a tour guide!

"As you think, Madam. I'm a designer here. Especially serving the Master and Madam," said Lili as if understanding the meaning of Udelia's gaze.

Udelia replied with a smile.

"It doesn't seem like it's just a designer" Udelia replied.

"You're right. I own this shop."

Djahan nodded as Udelia gave a questioning look.

Udelia will no longer be dumbfounded!

Even if the president of this country is a subordinate of Djahan, Udelia will not forget!

"Please look for the dress that the mistress wants. If there's anything you want to do, I'm ready."

Udelia actually already had a view of the wedding dress she wanted.

Not wanting to make Ms. Lili become discouraged, Udelia turned around for a while to all the boutique clothing designs that exist.

Pointing to the examples there, Udelia expressed her desire to make old-fashioned clothes.

Mahabushana.

Lili looks enthusiastic. In a short time it was able to create the image that Udelia wanted.

So perfect.

But not with Dishan.

There is an unsettled corner of the heart when hearing the mahabusana.

Mahabusana can only be worn by Maharajas and Maharani.

He is only Mahapatih, not Maharaja!

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