You Are My Sunshine
The Part 298
Dara's birthday event will be held in the garden next to the house. They schedule an afternoon party while accompanied by warm sunlight and breezy breeze stroking the foliage-friendly. The dress that will be worn by Dara and Selena is designed with the same model, of course Mother and child will look harmonious and beautiful in a beautiful peach-colored clothing.
Haris and Ratih have come since morning to help prepare for the birthday event even though it is held simply according to the request of his daughter-in-law. Dara wants the party this time only family and closest friends are present, so that the family atmosphere is more felt. Fatih and Raisa were also invited, the candidate deokter even took his solid time to come from out of town.
Meanwhile Freya and Anggi are still arguing in a shopping mall when the event will start in an hour. Since then, they have been going around the mall to buy gifts for Dara.
“Frey, whose name is lingerie is like this,” is clearly Anggi while pointing towards the doll display a sexy rosegold nightgown.
“This...this is not worth using! It cannot be called a dress at all. The model is ragged camping and transparent everywhere. Yesterday we gave a gift of terrible clothes like gini!”
Freya unceasingly shook her conical head in disbelief staring at the row of nightgowns before her eyes. “Hadeh why they make clothes that look more like fish filter cloth than clothes, who wants to buy and want to wear!”
Anggi patted his own eel, he forgot that Freya is a rare type of girl, very far from the name of feminism because Freya is more familiar with the name of the argument.
“Suit kayak gini used for nyenengin husband if we are married later, but only made if the two are in the room again, so said my aunt," sahut Anggi who patiently explained to the tomboy girl who had been grumbling since.
“So... So Dara also used this fish filter cloth in front of Kak Wira? tidaaakkkk... I'm afraid of getting married!” screeched Freya while scrambling her own hair before finally someone patted her on the shoulder from behind.
“Frey.”
“Fatih?” Freya.
“Your hair...your hair why Frey? disamber geledek?” Fatih was shocked to see Freya's disheveled state.
“This...it's more horror than giddiness. All because of that uncivilized shirt!” Point Freya towards a row of sexy sleeping dresses. Fatih jumped backwards while covering her own mouth.
“Ka-you, want to be-buy this make in-pake?” fatih asked stammered, his face blushing red from imagining a no-no.
“Ngak. I don't wear clothes that don't deserve to be called clothes. My racing uniform is much nicer and also comfortable to wear in all settings even sleep though. Why is your face flushed, you have a fever?” Freya placed her palm on Fatih's eel. “But you're not hot?” Freya frowned inexplicably because suddenly her boyfriend's face was more like a cooked tomato.
“Mu-maybe because you ran around so gini nyampe. continue I also new nyampe, like the effects of a sauce nyetir. I deliberately followed here when you said again shopping for gifts, let us sma-sama go to the house of Doctor Wira.” Fatih said as he swallowed his hard-earned saliva, hopefully Freya did not know the sweetness that was struggling in his head, otherwise his girlfriend would make him faint.
“Yes we've been looking for a drink for you. Anggi, you choose a gift for Dara. Whatever it is up to you. I want to nemenin Fatih first.” Freya soon passed dragging Fatih to the death of Anggi who was staring at their departure with his hands folded in his chest.
“Basic bucin!” anggi grunts who then folds his lips to make a smile.