To The Man Who Broke My Heart
45. I Don't Know

Since then I put Che's email address on the spam list. Thus I did not have to bother and feel anxious and upset when checking and responding again when he thought it was appropriate for someone who had hurt me like himself to send me an unclear message and it doesn't matter that way anymore in the future. Everything's done now. There are many other things to think about and do. Many things are far away pwnting and more need for me to prioritize. There is no time or energy to think about the people I should have put in the past.

I've started working on my thesis. The construction of the branch office is also nearing completion, so we have also started to make preparations for the inauguration event. In addition, there is one thing that increasingly seized my thoughts. Mimi's wedding is two weeks away and I haven't picked up the shirt that was on that “tailor”. Believe this. I've been trying for two months to save every penny I can spare, but I'm still worried. What if the money I have is less? Who do I borrow it from? I don't want to "snitch" Alex anymore because he'll say the mainstay. “Take aja. Consider it bla bla bla.” If I tell Aunt Meli, I'm a little embarrassed. Not a bit, but very embarrassed. Already helped to find a place to sew good clothes, now even ask to be paid anyway. Duh, I really don't want to. Not good, I've been troubling their families too much. Want to complain to Bang Bian or Bang Rian, unfortunately too. Ogah really if you have to listen to their repetitions before getting the money that is indeed from the beginning also will be out of their pocket. “Why can the sewing fee be that expensive, Kayra? What are your clothes made of, hm? Does the thread use gold thread? What is the fabric from?.” They—eh, no, no, no, not them, but Bang Rian— can exceed mothers if they are nagging. Therefore I really intend to avoid anything that has the potential to make me accept the scolding of the twins.

What should I do, God?

I finally decided to ask Aunt Meli with a face that I thickened. However, who would have thought that the middle-aged woman who still looks like someone in her thirties answered by thrusting a bag with the famous “ tailor” logo? “This, Ra. A few days ago Anne called Auntie, tell her that your shirt is ready. Because again outside, Auntie thought there was no harm when Auntie stopped by her place and picked up your shirt. Just look at it, there. Tutored. As desired what the result is not,” bright Aunt Meli with a smile that splits her beautiful face while extending a hand that contains towards me.

I grabbed the white paper bag with the golden House of Anne logo with mixed feelings. Not bad, because once again Aunt Meli has managed to add a large debt of gratitude that I have to pay later.

Aunt Meli in Kalakian stood up from her chair and walked around the workbench towards me. “Come, Ra, try the shirt first.” He took the bag from me and put the clothes in it. The second beautiful dress after the silk dress that Alex gave her. I remembered Alex's words back then that price never lies. Right, the price was worth the result given by that big name.

I looked at Aunt Meli. “Her book is so beautiful. It must be expensive, right, Aunt?”

Aunt Meli just smiled.

“You don't worry, Sister Anne said it's free. He said just post a photo of you wearing his shirt and keep sending it to their team. Let Auntie help you with that. You are only a photo.” Aunt Meli brought the shirt closer to my body. “He said that you must be very beautiful wearing this shirt, so he wants the fee to be replaced with the same photo. Instead of having to look for another model, right?" The woman I had looked up to as my own mother then laughed crisply. He nodded his head. "But Auntie agrees with Anne. This shirt is beautiful, but it must be very beautiful if you wear it. Hopefully your friend who became a bride is not angry, yes. Beautifully so rivaled with you.” Aunt Meli stroked my soft cheek and put the shirt back into the bag.

I don't know what to say to that comment. I don't even know how to take it, really. On the one hand, I am very happy to get praise from Anneke Zayn, one of the famous fashion designers in Indonesia. Plus, I could wear clothes from his handwork and be given the opportunity to "present" the work in later portraits.

However, on the other hand, Aunt Meli's last comment was ringing in my ear. What will Lulu do when I wear this dress? Is it true that he will be angry with me? Is this dress too much if I wear it as a bridesmaid? Indeed, his clothes are only designed with mermaid models that cover my legs and bodice and long sleeves made of brocade. Nonetheless, I don't know what can make this shirt look.

Ah, I really don't know what I should do about this.

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After thanking me repeatedly and finally out of the room Aunt Meli with a double heart, I immediately sent a message to Alex. He was the first person to cross my head when Aunt Meli mentioned that I should take a photo and give it to Aunt Meli again before she handed it to Anne Zayn's team. After I asked Anne Zayn why she didn't want to interfere in the live shooting, Aunt Meli just put her shoulders together and said, "Tante told Anne you're a private photographer."

He and I had the same idea. I ... also do not know what to behave with this comment of Aunt Meli. It seems that the comments issued by him today are too spot on.

Me : yo, Mister

Me: do you want me to give you a job?

****

However, until the next day Alex did not return my message. Why, huh? What the hell's going on? Hm. I don't think we had any problems, but he didn't tell me he was going somewhere or going on a trip. Ah, nevermind. Who do I think I am? Alex must be busy so he can't return my messages right now. After all, the picture doesn't have to be taken right now, right? If he does not have time, his picture can be taken later in the event Lulu. When I get home, I will ask Bang Rian for help.

Yes, Bang Rian is there too. I just have to be patient for a few more days.

However, the problem is .. I can't wait. Not long after, my phone clinks. My impatience was evidenced by how quickly this hand grabbed the gadget on the table.

Lulu : ten more daysiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

Ah, goddamn. Not from Alex. Even what I am glaring at now is the chat Lulu who has been routinely sent since thirty days ago. Imagine, we have already gone through twenty days of receiving messages like this. At first we responded with enthusiasm, along with the countdown he did, but after the fifth day, the excitement faded until no one responded as enthusiastically the first time.

However, come to think of it, Lulu now must be so groggy that being ignored by us was not a problem for her either. And I feel like our attitude might be a little cruel. We should still try to be good friends no matter what kind of unclear attitude Lulu gives. Thinking about it, I typed a reply for the manten candidate.

Me : Yes, no

Me: count yuk

Me :10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 goooo!

Lulu: Kaayy, my clothes already fit again dong

Lulu : haha

Me : really?

Me: spirit yes

Me : but the weight should not be added again

Me : the seamstress can be very troublesome later

Lulu: siaaap

Lulu: thank you, Kakay cantiiiik

Lulu: when to go home?

Me : Friday night, Lu

Me : I don't take a leave of absence because Monday there is an exam on campus

Lulu: the important thing is that you have the day H yaa

Lulu: not patient

Me: me too

Lulu, Lulu, Lulu. I so remember that I haven't booked a ticket for Friday’at ahead. I immediately log-in to an account at one of the online ticket booking sites. And .. done. What a world. Everything can be done while sitting by just touching the phone screen.

Me : Neng, I ordered our tickets

Me: Friday’at night

Wide: Ready

Wide: uh what's the card?

Yes, Lulu's wedding gift business has been discussed in advance. Long before two weeks ago, Lulu sent me her picture in a wedding dress. Oh God. Nervous can affect your eating skill turned out. A month before her wedding, Lulu had already gained seven pounds! He managed to make the Wedding Organizer party confused half to death. They then decided to dismantle the finished dress. I remember the photo Lulu sent me. The zipper that can't be raised and the part that explodes right there and here. Pardon, deh!

Me: I don’t know

Me : chat in aja yuk group

We did create a new group chat without including Lulu to discuss things related to the needs of Lulu wedding preparations from us that are confidential, such as this gift business.

Me : what's the gift for Lulu, guys?

Suddenly all the members of the group became active. Where were they when Lulu sent the message? Substantial.

Wide: love money

Anggre: if money later you can remember dong

Orggre: Goods

Mimi: yes

Mimi: give me a ring

And we agreed with a gift in the form of a gold ring.

To be continued ....