
"Ma, I'm done" said Cikha, looking at Nitha.
"Sit here baby, let Mama mec'ap in you, let's be more beautiful." Nitha smiled looking towards Cikah.
Cikha walked closer to Nitha, then sat down in front of her, After that Nitha began to take out all her mec'ap equipment from inside a small suitcase that special mec'ap.Keep long Nitha struggling with her mec'ap tool until finally.
"Done," said Nitha happily.
Cikha turned to look at her face in the mirror and then said. "I didn't see it wrong, did I? it's me, right ?." Cikha could not believe seeing the reflection of her face in the mirror that was so beautiful.
"Yes, obviously, it's you, you don't look wrong, you heat up look very beautiful, plus a little polish you will look even more beautiful" said Nitha proudly.
"However, if in my opinion, I prefer to see the appearance of a natural Cikha aja Ma, if beautiful rich gini, every day, can - can my wife carried away with Ma people" said Nathang.
Ha, ha,ha, the laughter of Nitha and Cikha.
Hearing Nathang's words just now Nitha said. "There are you" Nitha said to Nathang.
"Now it's your turn Mama's mec'ap in" Nitha joked
"Oh, really, really Mah, just imagine that I was horrified what else if really, what would your friends say if I was groomed like a woman?" said Nathang with a slightly horrified face.
"Puff, most Mama knows you, to them by the name of Selli the rancid son of a bitch, the rapist in the salon over there," said Nitha Meledek, who was not involved in the incident, plus the sound of Cikha's laughter was so very big.
"Devil mom, my husband's time is said to be bengcon, the salon again." defended Cikha with the sound of laughter that is held.
"Yes honey, bad mom, yes, when you say your husband is sharp when not, right?, your husband is mighty right?" nathan said as he hugged Cikha's plate from the side.
"Yes, let's get ready, it's starting at night, it's not good, if we come late, and now Mama wants to go back to the room to be ready, get ready, and Mama wait for you guys downstairs, don't take it long" Nitha said firmly.
"Well Ma, " said Cikha and Nathang together.
"Nat, put on her shirt, mama's upset us again" said Cikha tidied her hair.
"Yes honey, but you help, yes" said spoiled Nathang.
"Of course" said Chika with a sweet smile. Finished petrifying Nathang preparing Cikha to feel confused with the shoes that must be worn.
"Nath, I don't know which shoes to wear?, there are no shoes that match this dress" Cikha said slowly.
It is natural that Cikha does not have so much collection of shoes, because Cikha's daily life when still a girl, likes to look tomboyish. Cikha only likes to wear sneakers and never wear anything else.
Nathang smiled, then walked towards the shoe rack, where Nathang took out a shoebox and handed it to Cikha.
"May your feet fit." Nathan handed the shoebox over with a smile.
Cikha grabbed, then opened the shoe box, and immediately berkta.
"High heels, so pretty, is this for me? " ask Cikha with a cheerful face.
"Honey, who else if not for you, and hopefully it matches the size of your feet" said Nathang.
Cikha started wearing it and said "It's very fitting on my feet" said Cikha happily.