Bad Heaven's

part twenty

Kara was shocked when she saw the bright light entering the curtain gap. The girl glanced at the alarm clock on the nightstand and was surprised to see the clock hand showing twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

Holy hooch! The girl nodded slowly. He really had a bad luck today because he stayed up late playing snake ladder with Bian.

Kara let go of Bian's hand which hugged her stomach slowly, about to go into the kitchen and take a bath. Today he has a one o'clock lecture schedule. And that means there's not much time.

But when Bian's hand he got rid of, the man woke up and immediately scooped his body back in an embrace.

Kara clucked, scrambling Bian's hair which started to be long. "Bi, I have a lecture schedule at one o'clock" he said.

"We are truant" he said in a hoarse voice.

"But—,"

"You forgot what I said last night? We'll go to the boutique later, ready for clothes," this time Bian looked up, with his eyes not yet fully open.

"Oh, if that's the case, then I'd like to make us breakfast,"

Bian shakes. "No way,"

"Bi," Kara said.

Bian tightened his embrace. "But, Ra, still want to be lazy," now Bian's legs are wrapped around his body.

Kara grunts slowly. "Bi, we've had bad luck breakfast—,"

"Delivery, Ra,"

"But —,"

"Okay, there's no other way" he said. "First request, one hour of idling, we deliver, okay?"

And Bian's speech made Kara pout. Upset considering that the man won the game last night and now the man has three requests that he must follow.

"OK, Ra?" bian asked once again in a shitty tone.

"Okay, sir, whatever you want!" dengus Kara is upset. The man chuckled, increasing his embrace.

Bian's arm touched Kara's lips and in a fit of annoyance, the girl bit the man's arm until Bian gave a startled shriek.

Kara smiled inwardly, at least the taste was slightly cured.

***

After breakfast—lunch with green bean porridge and toast—Bian actually wants hot soto for his food, but Kara nagged him about those who are late to eat and should not be filled with heavy food— they finally immediately packed into the boutique selected by Mother Bian.

Kara chose clothes that she easily opened because surely later there will be several pieces of clothing that prayer tries. The girl only wears a spaghetti-styled tanktop, lined with a knit milo cardigan and combined with a long skirt. In addition to being easy to remove, only these clothes are according to the fitting that he found in the Bian— wardrobe which contains Kara's clothes while staying there.

Bian also only wears plain T-shirts and is covered in a red flannel shirt and combined with pants on the knees of light brown.

"No pa-pa, wear this casual dress?" ask Kara a little doubt.

"Yes, what are you wearing, Ra? Wear nice clothes later will be tangled, we'll be changing clothes later,"

Bian's car drove at a normal speed, splitting a road that wasn't crowded today. Once in front of the boutique that Bunda Rianti meant, Kara's eyes clearly seemed amazed to see the name of the boutique.

Kara is quite familiar with her name. The boutique is famous because the designer's hands are often used by important people.

Kara actually does not need to be surprised anymore, considering how the Baskara family, but still the sense of awe is a little there.

They entered the boutique, Bunda Rianti was talking in a closed room with the designer. The two men were led by employees there to enter.

"This is my son and my future daughter-in-law, you obviously know what's amazing for them, right?" mother Rianti said as Kara and Bian approached her.

The designer smiled thinly. "Yes, sure. I know the quality of the Baskara family. Take it easy," and next both Bian and Kara head for the dressing room.

***

The kebaya piece looks simple, but if examined again the model is unique and seems to show the beauty of Kara's body. When the employee who helped her put on the clothes cheered little to see it. Kara looked at the large mirror beside her.

Suddenly an empty feeling arose, but he hurriedly shook his head. "I got down, open it, yeah, take it" said the employee.

The curtains open, Mother Rianti looked amazed. He glanced at the dressing room next door which was also slowly open, the man was just wearing an ordinary batik shirt with black pants, but his aura looked more mature.

Bian was unable to hide his smile. Heart's beating. The girl will bond more with him and just be patient for a few more years, she really has Kara completely. That thought made Bian smile even more.

The man approached and placed his hand on the girl's hip. "You're beautiful" she whispered softly. "Before, beautiful too."

Kara who was smiling slightly heard that ridiculous seduction.

Bian's eyes were now staring at the girl's body meticulously. Then the look of admiration turned angry. "Sorry, can his clothes be covered from this?" said.

The designer raised one eyebrow looking confused.

Bian squinted. "You see my girlfriend? His body can almost be read through the gaze of his eyes" he said sharply. "And this is too open, too exposing his body! I don't want to know, I want a more closed kebaya!"

For a few seconds people were silent.

Mother Rianti cleared her throat, then laughed awkwardly. "Bian is a little possessive with Kara, so please understand," he said slowly. "As my son said, I want the danger to be made more closed."

Kara looked at the two women in front of her. Slightly not out of thought with Bian, according to him this kebaya is ordinary even though it is a little open but still arguably reasonable. And the mother of this man even obeyed the orders of his favorite son.

Kara quite understand how Bian position for Mother Rianti—even the woman once said bluntly about it.

Bian is the only boy in the Baskara family.

If you feel angry because of a small thing, the next Bian will explode unable to control emotions. Therefore, Kara Buru pulled Bian's arm, looking at the man.

"Hey, don't get angry, this kebaya's gonna get fixed," now Kara's hand pulls Bian closer. Hugged her. "Don't get angry." whispered like magic.

Bian nodded, returning the girl's embrace, his emotions evaporating just like that.

Their interaction was noticed by Rianti with a flat gaze, unreadable.

***