Trapped With The Jelita
Appearing Beautiful
Ralen sculpted himself in front of the glass of the dresser that had been blurred, even his face was not clearly visible in the reflection of the glass.
"Why is this so tight?!" oceh Ralen felt the clothes that made her chest even stand out.
Either the actual clothes are small size or indeed a large chest, like not comparable to the size of his body that only weighs 49 kilos only.
"But everything else is right," said Ralen again twisted his body and there is nothing strange besides the chest.
Dresses with balloon sleeves that are long to the wrist that look very beautiful with calm colors, and also quite polite it's just that Ralen is bothered with the size of his own chest makes him screeched staring at his own upper body.
"Where are you going Len?" ask the mother who suddenly went into the room and saw her son wearing clothes that she had never seen.
"It's really beautiful for the mother's child," he added again when he realized the child's face wearing thin makeup but even so makes it different from usual in addition to a mere foot dress that forms the child's body.
The batik woman approached her daughter who was pursing her lips, pouting.
"Why even frown?" asked his mother to find the look on Ralen's face that was not even excited even though his clothes and dress should be balanced with a radiant face.
"Look at this, ma'am" Ralen pointed out what was a problem for him.
For a moment his mother was silent and then laughed making Ralen upset and grumbled.
"Light be in the armour!" ralen jolted and dropped his body on the edge of the hard bed.
"Well, what does abis want? it's been given by Lord Len, don't protest" said his mother with a laugh that now turned into a smile.
"Where are you going?" his mother repeated the question again which Ralen had not answered.
It feels like this is the first time he saw his son dressed up at the age of 20, Ralen used to only dress as beautiful as this when there was a dance event to celebrate independence day, of course when he was 12 years old, was still very small and his beauty was not yet clearly seen, but now his son looks so beautiful.
Although he knew Ralen was not good at dressing up but it felt that his appearance now made him very different.
"There's a Mom show" Ralen said briefly, as if she wasn't interested in telling her mother where and with whom she was going, because he was sure soon his mother would also know for herself when Ipul came to pick him up.
Yes, both of his parents even Ardan already know that Ipul is his boss in the office, the subsidiary owner of the company where he works more precisely but still the man is also the owner of the company is not it?
"Assalamu'alaikum."
And the sound of greetings from outside made the mother peek while Ralen took a breath and confirmed her clothes.
At this time his blood flow suddenly flowed quickly and his beating heart made him so angry and unable to stay still, he if you are worried will move to and fro like an iron that is smoothing clothes, he said, back and forth with straight.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," said the mother along with the voice of her father whose daily activities are in the living room.
What would the man who could not move his legs, just sit and occasionally help his wife fold the laundry or weed the vegetables they would cook.
"It was only half-seven, when it came," Ralen sighed at the clock on his phone screen.
From inside Ralen's room could hear that Ipul was asking permission from his father and mother to take him.
"Picturing, even though he was originally a pervert," Ralen said when Ipul was so polite when talking to his parents.
Ralen looked back at her face in the mirror raising the collar of her v-shaped dress, really the dress was like deliberately showing off her precious assets.
"You're leaving now, don't you?!" ralen asked while heading to the front room where now Ipul who was sitting opposite to his parents was staring at him without blinking.
From the look in his eyes it was clear that the man was being dazzled by the woman who had just come out, the woman he was waiting for showed a very different appearance from what he was used to seeing, she said, also the prominent part was also the attention of the man who was nicknamed perverted by Ralen since this morning.
Women who usually look tomboy with torn jeans also make the Ipul more stunned.
The polish on her face was not too menor or flashy but still showed a beauty that she had never expected before.
Honestly, even without dressing up Ralen is beautiful then what now? will not be more beautiful.
Both of them were already in the car, without a sound without conversation only heard the roar of the car and their breath that might dominate the atmosphere in the four-wheeled vehicle.
In the middle of the silence, Ipul slowed down the speed of his car and soon pulled it aside, making Ralen ask without a sound just through the spotlight.
Ipul seemed to ignore because the man is now extending his hand to the back seat to pick up a paper bag with the same brand as the one that was given to Ralen this morning.
"So early in the morning Mama forgot to love me," she said, putting a paper bag over Ralen's lap.
"This what?" Ralen was confused.
"Living open and seeing it can."
The ketus answer from the man beside him made Ralen snort then glanced annoyedly with his hand which then started to open the paper bag to know what was inside.
A handbag is now in Ralen's hands, "create?" tanyanya saw the man who clucked.
The face is beautiful but the mouth is still beautiful, the inner Ipul.
"In use, the time will Lo make a seat, the mobile phone Lo enterin," replied Ipul judges and fierce.
Ralen dizzy why rich people like them never think before doing something, wasting money like this is not very wasteful?
Feeling anxious with Ralen Ipul also took the handbag and mobile phone belonging to the woman, then put the phone into the handbag and returned it as well as taking the paper bag and then threw it roughly into the back seat, bodo when Ralen saw what he was doing.
Back the car drove through the streets of the capital which is still crowded towards the hotel where the party was held.
Ralen's eyes stared at the tall building as the car entered the hotel's spacious courtyard into the lobby where invited guests were being checked before being let inside.
Ralen's heart was pounding hard because he knew there would only be wealthy guests with all the luxuries clinging to his body, for a moment she felt lucky because her future father-in-law gave her a dress and a handbag so that her appearance was not embarrassing.
Prospective in-laws? Ralen was embarrassed to think that he had unintentionally considered the old man beside him as his future father-in-law.
"When did Papa Lo come?" ralen asked as he stood beside Ipul.
The two were heading for the entrance with a card in Ipul's hand, ready to show the inspecting officer.
"If they keep coming, why am I coming? I'm here their deputy," said Ipul while handing over the card he brought.
It didn't take long because they were immediately allowed to enter.
"Don't go far" he said as Ralen took several steps behind him, not knowing what the woman had noticed to be left behind.
Ralen also half ran to align himself with a man who will always look perfect with his formal suit.
"Don't drink that, don't drink that and that" Ipul warned as he passed through rows of tables of different colors of drinks.
"Keep I drink what?" ralen asked confusedly, almost all the drinks he saw were banned by Ipul.
"That, drink that in the corner there," said Ipul pointing with his chin.
"What kind of birthday party provides those drinks" muttered Ipul shaking his head.
"Gue go there for a while" he told the woman who now showed a gawking face seeing a large number of women dressed in sexy and open.
"Yes" said Ralen.
"Don't go anywhere" said Ipul once more before leaving.
"Yeah, I'm not a kid," Ralen said.
After Ralen had not seen Ipul again, maybe the man met his friend or the owner of the event, I don't know because what now attracts his attention is the prayer must take a drink because it began to feel thirsty.
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