Another Dream Man

tragically.

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Aryan got out of his car and walked into the pharmacy. The pharmacists were young women who might be Tara's age or younger than Tara, they were fascinated to see Aryan. It seems they are scrambling to serve Aryan. It is undeniable that Aryan good looks are indeed above average for size in this country. Tara who saw from behind the window of the car became upset.

"Good afternoon, my mom. What are you buying?" Greet a female apothecary gently.

Tara looked from a distance more upset because the pharmacist who served Aryan had corrected her hair to look neater.

"Ck... Have they never seen a handsome man? Don't they recognize Aryan's mas." Tara Mumbled.

Tara took off the seat belt and got out of the car. The driver who saw it only smiled because he saw the behavior of a newly classified bride is still jealous.

"Excuse me, madam. I'd like to buy a test pack." Aryan replied with a flat face without a smile.

The apothecaries were shocked to hear what Aryan wanted to buy. It seemed like they were positive thinking and kept a sweet smile on Aryan. Maybe they think Aryan was just asked to buy a test pact.

"How much do you want to buy, my mom?" Asked the apothecary again, still in a gentle tone and amazed look at Aryan.

"Five aja. I don't know how much." Aryan scratched his head that was not itching.

Other pharmacists whispered but remained slightly audible. "Funny, you know, it's just being told to buy it."

"What price do you want, sir?" Bargain the pharmacist.

"Price is not a problem that is important the tool is good and works well, please hurry, mbak!" Aryan is getting angry.

Tara who could not bear it immediately came and hugged Aryan's arm.

"Mas, why so long?" Tara asked softly and sweetly.

"Darling, how did you get down?" Aryan was shocked because he was upset and did not notice Tara had caught up with him.

"You're in the car, if her stomach cramps again how?" Worrying.

Tara just pouted and moved her tail towards the pharmacists.

"Mr, please hurry. Test pack 2 is the best and most accurate." Pinta Tara's.

The pharmacists whispered again. "Call him dear loh, his wife or his girlfriend yes. It was beautiful, so I thought. Pantesan was a really cute mas and did not want to look at us-we."

Faintly Tara heard their words and just laughed inwardly.

"Mas, you go back to the car! Let me wait." Tara deliberately spoke louder.

The apothecaries who had gathered together and huddled realized that Tara did not like it because they were whispering and making the buyer feel uncomfortable. They were silent and continued to do other things and some were serving new buyers.

"No want! If suddenly your stomach cramps again how?"

"So I told you it's better to go to the doctor." Aryan Imbuh.

"Tomorrow if we're sure we'll check." Tara relented.

"Sorry, this is the test pact."

Finally the drama at the pharmacy was over. The apothecaries saw the departure of Tara and Aryan.

"Uhhhh. So sweet, opened the door, the car is very good guys.." said one of the pharmacists.

"Duh.. We are not the same level they are, beautiful and cute already rich artists." Reply to another pharmacist.

"Eh. I remember! The woman was rich like Tara Maheswari in Fashion Magazine."

"Well, isn't it?" Doubters.

They immediately open their android and search for photos of Tara Maheswari.

"What?" Shouted one of them.

"Of short we have the arrival of artist guys. We should have realized and asked for photos mbak Tara, surely our pharmacy became crowded."

"Where can I ask for a photo, Tara's mom seemed to be sprained because someone tried to attract the attention of her husband."

"Udah then! Don't blame each other!"

"Aren't we all fascinated by the good looks of Tara's husband."

"Well, it seems like Tara is going to have a baby, did you ever say her stomach is cramping? Signs of a young pregnancy…"

That's how they argue even longer and buyers sometimes become the object of their conversation. Classic stories fascinated by the good looks or beauty of buyers/customers.

Arriving at Tara's house immediately down without waiting for the door opened by Aryan or the driver. He also did not answer Aryan's call.

"Duh, did I make a mistake? It was all right." Aryan Mumbled.

The driver slowly heard it.

"But it's not usually Tara's jealous, sir! She's the most beautiful, where maybe I'll look at the others." Aryan.

"Sometimes jealousy is blind, young master." The driver laughed.

"Mr even menggeledek nih…"

"Ah. So inget papa. I hope Tara is really pregnant, I'm sure papa is happy because he will get the first grandchild."

"Non Tara's pregnant, young master?" Ask the driver,

"Not sure yet sir. It was Tara herself who told me to buy a test pack, she said she could not tell father. Eh.. Now it's cranky."

"Hopefully non Tara is actually pregnant, surely Mr. Indra will be very happy."

"Usually young pregnant women do like jealousy and thrashing, so young masters have to be more patient." Advice from the driver.

"Yes, sir. Thank you for your prayers and advice."

Aryan went inside following Tara who had already entered without caring about her.

"Just the road from the front to here is a long time anyway, mas?" Sergey Tara.

"Honey, I was talking to Mr. Yanto for a while." He explained that he was talking to the driver.

"So Mr. Yanto do'ain hope you're really pregnant."

"Kok already mentioned to Mr Yanto anyway, mas? 'You're not sure." Tara manyun's.

"Name of parents, if asked should be answered. Nothing, do'a from parents is usually also easily granted." Aryan reasoned, there is no way he told me that Mr. Yanto accidentally heard he was confused why Tara was crashing.

"Mas, make me juice dong!" Smile and blink their eyes.

"What juice, baby?" Aryan is always patient, especially considering the possibility of Tara actually getting pregnant.

"What is important is made with you, ma'am. But Aryan mas must take off his clothes yes, let it look sixpack." Starting weird.

"Yes, let's make it now." Take Aryan.

Tara followed Aryan. Before making juice Aryan took off his work shirt and now just wear shorts.

Tara hugged Aryan from behind and leaned on Aryan's back.

"Mas, it feels like you want to be pampered continue with you. Mas Aryan don't macem-macem and glance at the other women out there huh!"

"Yes, honey. I promise I won't look at another woman." Aryan's Promise.

"Mas, that was the time in the office why did you enter your room just a man? Don't you have any female employees, why don't I see?" Tara finally asked the question she had saved.

"I remember at the reception there was a female employee as well." Remembering when I was called this morning.

"That can enter my room only employees, I do not want to happen gossip or gossip that is not impossible. No 1 woman or 1 man in the same room. I just avoided that." Aryan Papar.

"People are never weird in the office, are they? Like what we did." Jealousy mode again.

"Where might I do something weird in the office, baby. Am I weird with a guy? I'm still normal!" Smile themselves.

"That means it can be weird with female employees dong?" I haven't stopped guessing because of jealousy.

"You were the first to make me dare to be weird in the office, baby. Let's not be weird, talk pleasantries."

"Yes, I remember. Why are you just nodding your head yes mas." Tara remembered what Aryan's assistant said this morning.

"I love you, my handsome mas." Squeeze his embrace.

"I love you more, my princess."

"Truly difficult to guess, a little bit spoiled. I hope she is really pregnant. Aamiin's." Inner Aryan.

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Night in Pakistan Gala's new residence. His longing for Tara still haunts him.

Gala monologue.

"I miss taking care of you, caring for you, loving you, protecting you, hugging you and giving you a sense of security. But now you have another protector."

"Young blood thinks there's always tomorrow. I miss your touch on nights when I'm hollow. I know you crossed a bridge that I can't follow. Since the love that you left is all that I get. I want you to know that if I can't be close to you. I settle for the ghost of you. I miss you more than life. And if you can't be next to me. Your memory is ecstasy. I miss you more than life."

Translation. "Young people think there will always be tomorrow. I miss your touch these nights when I was empty. I know you crossed a bridge that I can't follow. Because the love you left behind is all I got. I want you to know that if I can't be around you. I'm gonna haunt you. I really miss you and if you can't be around me. Your memories are a happy thing. I really miss you."

"It really still feels how I last hugged you in the pavilion that night. As if I could have you forever."

"Haaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh... I should've realized there might've been no chance for me to have you, Tara." Shouting Gala.

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