
Fabian chose his wife gamis, while Adiba according to him. Fabian only measured the robe through his wife's body with Adiba who turned his back on Fabian, if it felt fit and fit, Fabian without hesitation immediately put it in the grocery basket.
"Already, Mas. It's been a lot." Adiba holds Fabian's hand which will measure him back.
"New three, find two more pairs." Fabian said.
"Already, Mas. Had enough. It can be washed again."
"Whatever." said Adiba lazy.
"Do you want a navy or gray color?" asked Fabian while showing you the clothes...