Beautiful Daughter-in-law Conglomerate Princess

CHAPTER 9

Tiyas circulated his gaze throughout the store in Jakarta's largest mall that they were currently passing by. While Bagas walked ahead of him without turning his head in the least, there was not a word that the man took out from the moment he reached the destination. 

"I haven't been to the mall in a long time" Tiyas murmured in a slightly improved mood. At least the covetous feeling from Bagas' humiliation towards him could be a little forgotten. 

"What are you?" Suddenly Bagas stopped his steps, turning to his future wife. 

"Eat," Tiyas replied with origin. A second later it dawned on her that the one inquiring was Bagas, the woman cursing herself inwardly. He laughed blandly. "Look at Me." 

Bagas cleared his throat slowly. If you think ashamed also it feels to ask what he already knows just by looking. But the man was also confused by his current behavior. Why bother starting a conversation?

"Can the road go fast? My mom's subscription store is on the other end" Bagas said loudly, though afterwards he regretted the tone. 

Tiyas glared in annoyance for a moment, but his face now changed more graciously. His mood that had just been peaceful and serene, now again released splashes of anger. 

"Oh sorry, Mas. If only she had said what, just told to hurry up, yes" said Tiyas with his innocent face. Then walk first leaving Bagas there. 

The handsome man sighed softly. Somehow Tiyas' innuendo made him uncomfortable. But Bagas also did not know why his tone could not be a little more friendly to the woman. 

Without talking or just looking. Tiyas was still walking at a fast pace, but of course Bagas who had long legs was so easy to chase after the woman. 

Without Bagas knowing, the mother's clothing store has been passed by Tiyas. With a long and quick step, the man without a second thought immediately pulled the end of the hoodie Tiyas head covering. 

Tiyas, who was not called or given any cues, was shocked. She felt her neck suffocate for a few seconds before finally finding out that the suspect was her own future husband. How strait. 

Bagas grimaced at Tiyas who was coughing while holding his neck. The handsome man threw his gaze in all directions, then glanced back at Tiyas who was now glaring sharply at him. 

"Mas, I think I'm backing down to be Wiguna's wife. No problem I'm not a match for a rich man than I die for nothing like this" Tiyas murmured with a thousand swears that he was ready to throw at Bagas. 

"Sorry" whispered Bagas with his gaze still running. 

Tiyas screeched, wanting to give a little kick to Bagas' shins. But luckily Tiyas was still sane to not be rude to her husband. 

"Sorry doang does not make the neck okay," replied Tiyas who then entered the store with his legs jerked. Causing a sound that is loud enough to make people there pay attention to them. 

Bagas once again sighed. Pretending to be indifferent to him, then entered and caught up with Tiyas who seemed to still be upset. 

"You choose what you like" suggested Bagas as he stood behind Tiyas. 

The woman glanced from the tail of her eyes for a while, then refocused on the beautiful black dress in front of her. He then glanced at the price there, quite cheap. 4-5 million range, worth it, he thought.

"This is it, Mas" said Tiyas with his innocent face. Then the woman walked back and looked at the other clothes. 

Bagas was still silent there, he also took a glance at the price of a dress that was Tiyas' choice. Sighing at the man's breath, it seemed like his future wife was really angry at him. Until revenge by buying a dress that is quite short with a high price. 

Because the eldest Wiguna thought Tiyas was a simple person, judging from his appearance now. So Bagas was assuming the woman was intending to take revenge by spending her money. 

"You want this one?" tanya Bagas who is now beside Tiyas, after asking the salesperson to wrap the black dress earlier. 

Tiyas. 

"I don't like the model, it's too open." 

"But the model you choose is also too short" said Bagas with his frown. 

"She can choose what I like" Tiyas said with a mocking smile. 

Bagas again could only sigh long. 

"Okay, it's up to you." 

"That's it, my mom. I'm not good, clothes here are expensive." 

Now change Bagas who shakes firmly. He then glanced at the salesman who was behind him. 

"Take all the clothes that you think fit my future wife" he said. "You try there, as my apology just now. All his clothes are for you." 

"No need, Mom. I'm…"

Tiyas had not finished his words when Bagas lightly placed his hands on his waist and pushed the woman into the fitting room. 

"Cobain, I want to see" he ordered with a flat face. Making Tiyas cluck softly, it was eager for the woman to refuse. But the saleswoman had brought a lot of clothes for her and had to immediately enter the fitting room that had been provided. 

For more than twenty minutes, Bagas sat on the sofa and continued to look forward to Tiyas repeatedly changing clothes. Because according to him Tiyas taste will be the taste of the village, Bagas with his willingness to help choose clothes that fit. 

"Mas, how's this one?" tiyas asked who had come out of the room fittingly with a predominantly tired flat face. As a woman, Tiyas is not a woman who likes to choose clothes for a long time. This atmosphere reminds Tiyas when shopping with Beby, his best friend who is a hobby to linger in the mall.

Bagas watched carefully the knee-length white dress that wrapped Tiyas' body perfectly. But it was less good for him. 

"Replace." 

"Again?!" tiyas choked in disbelief. Though according to him this white dress is quite good and elegant.

Bagas did not answer. He simply moved his hand, hinting Tiyas to change clothes immediately. With an arrogant feeling, Tiyas immediately carried out Bagas' orders and wished this was the last.

In the middle of the event waiting for Tiyas to change clothes. Bagas's phone shook, and Jonathan was in contact. 

"Hm," muttered Bagas after the call was connected. 

"Away, bro?" jonathan asked with his gel. 

Bagas clucked in annoyance, his eyeballs rolling lazily. 

"You want what lo? If it doesn't matter I'm dead." 

"Buset, really boss. Upset yes I disturbed the event ngedate lo," Jonathan's laughter that boomed again sounded and Bagas almost cussed. "Gue just wanted to tell you, if you forget. At 7pm tonight, the representatives of the Adhitama company want a brief meeting with you." 

"Should it be today? Can't I take a break a day? Again my mummy," complained Bagas with his hand that shriveled his temple. 

"Duh, I know you again want to be alone with your future wife. But Adhitama's a big company, bro. I'm advising, accepted. This could be a stepping stone for our company to move forward" Jonathan suggested in a serious-sounding tone. 

Bagas was silent for a moment. Not not to know how influential the company Adhitama is, especially for the success of his company. 

"Okay, you set it up." 

Coinciding with disconnected calls. The curtains of the fitting room slowly opened. Like a movie, how the movement seemed slow when Tiyas walked behind the curtains. With a black dress on the knees hugging the slender body, plus a small vest that adds a graceful impression. 

With clothes like this. It is seen that Tiyas has a proportional body, which many women crave. His smooth white feet look so flat. 

Bagas was silent for a few seconds, until his consciousness returned after a salesman patted his shoulder. 

"Oh, this is good. This one is all for now" said Bagas slightly stammered. The man immediately stood up from his seat, then stepped leaving Tiyas there. 

"Let's find shoes and bags for you" he continued without looking back. Keep walking at a fast pace. 

Leaving behind the confused Tiyas was also upset because of Bagas's behavior. Both of his hands were clenched until his fingers turned white. 

"Oh, jeez. My patience stock is running low."