
Kanya hurriedly went downstairs when she heard an alarm sound indicating someone had entered the house.
"It's for you Kay," Bian handed the big black box as his wife approached.
Kanya's eyes twinkled while her heart wondered. Is that the box?
"That's a shirt from a sponsor! He wants you to wear it to the awards show later. If you don't like to change the clothes you like."
Kanya just remembered that Bian will invite to the award ceremony held by the government's intention tomorrow night.
"I see first" Kanya sat on the sofa opening the contents of the box. He lifted a long black dress with a slight blend of crystals in the arms and in the Sequin part of the skirt.
"Likes?" asked Bian who was sitting next to Kanya.
Too fancy isn't it? I doubt if I will be confident or not wear a dress like this.
"Mas Bian likes No?" timpal Kanya showed himself plugging onto his body.
"Good Kay, you must be suitable to wear it" exclaimed Bian. Kanya just returned a smile. Saying beautiful makes me even more sure to wear this shirt.
"Surely the sponsor boutique is happy that you want to wear his shirt" exclaimed Bian.
Talking about sponsorship issues, Kanya became reminded some time ago she was offered to endrose some famous Muslim brands. Is this the right time she asked her husband for permission.
"Mas, have some tea." Kanya offered the tea she had previously made to start talking about her intentions.
"Mas," Kanya starts trying to seduce when Bian finishes one sip of her tea and returns it to the table.
"Why?" bian replied understanding like there was something Kanya wanted to talk about.
"After we got married yesterday. My followers suddenly went up drastically," exclaimed Kanya.
"Good dong," replied Bian.
"And lately a lot of endrose offers are coming in. One of them is Muslim clothing. Can I not pose in the sosmed for advertising?"
"Well, you want to be a selebgram?"
"It's not my desire, but who would have thought anyone would use my services to promote their products."
Bian grabs Kanya's hand and puts it on her lap. "May Kay, do whatever you think is good and develop the potential that is within you."
"Mas agrees?" ask Kanya to make sure.
Bian nodded in agreement.
"Please Mas," Kanya almost got out of control wanting to hug Bian. But, hurriedly desire that Kanya tepis considering Bian who might just feel ilfeel.
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"Udah is ready, yes" Bian's successful voice shocked Kanya who was wearing lipstick. Good thing Right hand is already proficient with that little thing. So the scratch does not extend to the side.
"Udah Mas," Kanya turned to put on a smile by moving her skirt. Instead Bian was gobsmacked and praised himself. She was amazed to see her husband's appearance.
Abian the husband is now completely similar to the CEO in Drakor and his novel. Bian looked handsome and fit wearing a black tuxedo that covered his sturdy body. A combination that is in harmony with the red batik motif tie that he tries to twist to form neatly. The appearance that Kanya rarely saw Bian like this. Bian to the office who more often wear Cino pants and shirts.
"I help Mas," Kanya approached to grab the tie that had begun to form.
Bian let go of the hand and let Kanya fix her tie.
Like this, Kanya already feels like the CEO's wife like her novel. Kanya is not used to wearing someone's tie. But of course he's not that stupid as he can't put it on. He had also corrected his father's tie when his mother was not around.
A few seconds passed by with such a close distance. Kanya did not hear a single compliment of Bian with her appearance. Though Kanya has dressed up the most tonight.
"Udah tidy," exclaimed Kanya a little disappointed Bian did not also praise him.
"Thank you. Come on!" Bian opened the room door giving a code with the tail of his eyes to come out.
Kanya also stepped behind Bian towards the trunk.
"Kay," Bian turned to look at Kanya.
Kanya paused for a moment to look at Bian's unusual gaze.
"You're beautiful tonight" exclaimed Bian straight back.
Be late! yell Kanya in the heart. But it is enough to make Kanya's heart flower like the Cherry blossom that blooms in spring. Blush-on Kanya was even more noticeable because of her flushed cheeks.
"Kay, wait what? Come in," exclaimed Bian who was about to get into the car.
"Yes, my mom,"
nevermind! Being praised pretty is enough for Kanya tonight. Do not ask for the car door to be opened. Like Kanya has to throw away her special ingrained genitals tonight.
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