Best Wife Choice Father

Tamara's anger

After driving the car far enough. Rayhan finally stopped in the mall area is quite large and magnificent, look back and forth people with various styles and colors of clothing entered the mall. The hot air outside is instantly swept away upon entering the building with maximum cleanliness.

In that place, it seems to be preoccupied by those who come.

Some deliberately visit to shop, some come to eat, among them there are also those who come to just take a walk to enjoy the crowds presented there.

Among them (visitors), Rayhan became one of them, but unfortunately Rayhan did not know the reason for entering the building.

Which is certainly not for shopping, eating, let alone consciously enjoying and mingling with people who are preoccupied with the importance of each."Huuuuhhh" Rayhan looked so bored.

Yes it is true for Rayhan this is very boring.

Following and seeing the tamara choose her clothes, she was very bored especially when each Tamara chose her clothes and asked "Where?? does this suit me??, then this, this??".

I don't know how many hundred times the words kept coming from Tamara's mouth and mengiang in his ears.

And sometimes Rayhan answers the origin without seeing any form of clothing chosen Tamara.

"The.!! how about this??" Tamara spins around with a piece of her underwear.

Rayhan looked at the direction of "Yes, I think it fits,"

Tamara again took the other clothes "If this is it ?? do I look prettier??"

Rayahn eavesdropped, "Yes I think so" so join her no matter what she did.

Tamara ran back on the rows of clothes, picked them up one by one and smoothed with her body.

"Ray, how's this deanga warana??"

Rayhan rubbed his nails without looking at Tamara. "Yes. What a pretty color"

"Who about this model do I look more attractive ??"

Rayhan sat in the little seat that was available there "Yes, of course"

"Ray," Tamara ran on another row. "Ray you see this dress is so sweet. !!" tamara did not realize that Rayhan had never seriously assessed each of the clothes she chose.

"Yes. I think so" he said.

"Our taste is almost the same Ray," Tamara smiled happily.

"How about we buy a couple.??" Tamara is cool with a row of clothes in front of her.

"Yes" Rayhan leaned his head against the back of the chair, his body made to relax his eyes almost asleep.

But wait, !!! Rayhan saw the shadow of someone dressed in all white walking while jumping small.

Please it's not a pocong like you think, it's Kinara.

Rayhan accidentally saw the presence of the same dimall.

"She. ?? he's here too, why ??" Rayhan frowned in surprise.

"Will she also shop like tamara did, ?? huuhh boring.!!" Rayhan Mumbled. Rayhan back to his back.

"But, ?? if it's not wrong that he's wearing a martial uniform, does he want to fight here ??" thought Rayhan.

Without a second thought Rayhan immediately took steps following Kinara leaving Tamara busy choosing clothes.

Tamara herself does not realize Rayhan has abandoned her.

"Where is the girl ??" Rayhan rolled his eyes around.

Ladder by step Rayhan passed, floor by floor Rayhan had been tracked but still did not find Kinara.

Rayhan paused for a moment "That chick's hiding where the hell, ?? I mean, I said it like smoke."

Rayhan stood in front of the last escalator, staring at the last floor that looked crowded but not as crowded as the previous floors.

"What floor above tenpat.??" he heard many people shouting one hap two hap three hap.

After a long time thinking and weighing Rayhan raised his legs on the escalator stairs that drove him to the mall..

Rayhan rolled his bead around, it was dominated by people in white but the difference was the belt they wore.

Black, orange/yellow, blue, red and red trip gold, according to how long they practice.

Rayhan. His eyes were fixed on the figure of the red-triped golden woman, Rayhan could not hide his proud smile towards the woman. Which is none other than Kinara, he was mingling and joining with his students who were about to start training.

Rayhan continued to observe him from a distance, "It turns out he's here." Rayhan was amazed.

The thing is wrong, it turns out Kinara came to this mall not to do boring things like Rayhan thought before.

Elsewhere. Precisely in the fashion section, Tamara was furious when at length her words were not endorsed by Rayhan, and the worst turned out Rayhan was no longer with him.

At first Tamara thought Rayhan was choosing clothes elsewhere but it was not.

"Sorry, did you see this guy.??" Tamara shines a photo on her phone at one of the officers.

Officer A: "Yes I just saw him walking up like he was following someone."

"Is she a woman.??" ask Tamara to investigate.

Tamara put down the rough clothes she had chosen. His thought suddenly asked "What is that woman Kinara.??" Tamara snorted dejectedly, "if that's true Kinara, awass you !!" tamara's tone changed with emotion.

Tamara walks down each mall hallway with the aim of finding Rayhan's whereabouts.

This situation reminded Tamara of the words of her best friend this morning.

Flashbacks..

The canteen.

As always. Before attending the course Tamara and her two friends Marisa and Ellena first sat in satin for breakfast and coffee, in the middle they fill the stomach there is usually only the language they talk about.

Like it happened this morning..

Marisa, Ellena is sitting facing Tamara.

Marisa took off the small bag she always carried, "Loe both want to drink what.??" ask Marisa.

"It's normal" replied Ellena.

"Loe Ra ??" ask Marisa back.

"habit." His words came as he continued to set his gaze on the flat object in his hand.

"Do you know not the hot news in this campus ??" said Ellena.

"What ??" ask Tamara with a flat face.

"The half-male girl (Kinara) turned out to be betrothed," Ellena slightly struck in front of him.

"What does this have to do with us,?? want him to be married to me I don't care." said Tamara. He stays with a flat face.

"Apaan the hell loe, still early morning has brought information is not important" said Marisa. While tilting his eyes.

"Loe sure it doesn't matter.??"

"Important to us..??" Added Marisa.

"Yes, it's important but you sure you don't want the date with whom Kinara was betrothed.??"

"To the point, long-winded I'm lazy to discuss him for a long time.!!"

"Ok, but loe promise don't be surprised."

Tamara and Marisa looked at Ellena tilted.

"Somewhat, it doesn't matter either." - Tamara.

"Loe was a cry." Ellena half whispered, "Kinara is betrothed to Rayhan."

Tamara was surprised. "What ??" so shocked Tamara to jump to her feet, "Don't come from ngoming loe !!"

"Stt st. sttt... " Marisa put her index finger on both of her lips.

Marisa then pulls Tamara to sit back down.

"Don't get emotional first.!!"

"We listen to this until abis." asked Marisa, then Tamara followed her friend's request.

Tamara stared at Ellena.

"And what I'm horrified to hear the most is Rayhan's parents." Tamara glared, glaring in her eyes as if saying her hatred towards Kinara.

"What the hell is he.??" Tamaras.

"But will they accept this matchmaking.??" Marisa's.

"Gue couldn't be certain, but seeing the closeness of the two of them it seemed like they agreed to the match. Look, somebody sent this to me."

Tamara's breaking the table. "Why the hell is a girl always superior to me," then Tamara dragged all the cutlery on the table. "Heeuuuaaahh" cried emotion.

Instantly the people who were also in the canton looked in wonder at Tamara.

"It hurts.!!"

"Abis loe's drug.??"

"It hurts.!!"

"less sane."

"Based on stress."

The people there shook their heads at Tamara.

After expressing his regret, Tamara left with a goiter heart.

Falshback.

"Now I won't let you get Rayahan, I'll derail that matchmaking.!!" Tamara squeezes her fingers of emotion..