BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)

CHAPTER 71: A CIGARETTE

Honestly, Mutia was flattered by Dirga's confession. It will be a line of words that seem true and sincere. But, as long as he managed to dampen the taste of Dirga, he had promised not to fall on the same case again. Mutia shook her head, and put on a smile that only lifted on one side of her lips. Mutia wanted to speak up, but on the doorstep was already her salon clerk who looked puzzled wanting to speak. Even hastily to take a position in front of the open door since.

“Buk ... there is a father in front.” Mutia's heart rhythm suddenly koplo. There was a wind what Pras suddenly to his salon in broad daylight. There was even Dirga in the waiting room. ‘There's a father in front’ since when? Mutia suddenly overthinking. It could have been Pras in front and heard all his chatter with Dirga.

“Mama Ra-ra.” Mutia had not answered anything from within. Because Mutia prefers to walk out that special waiting room.

“Iya mas what is it?” tanya Mutia approached her husband.

“We went to the boutique what it was. You know next month the daughter of mas Yudho and mbak Nunuk married.” He said with a flat face as usual. Mutia could not guess. Whether the presence of Dirga in Pras or not, in there.

“Oh ... I'll take bag briefly.” Mutia chose gercep. Without this reason, he immediately returned to the room in which Dirga was. And wanted to keep the brondongnya from Pras, but failed. Dirga had gone out first, and they were at odds at the door.

“Do not go out, there is mas Pras.” Mutia's voice was very slow near Dirga.

“I just want to say hello.” Answer Dirga quickly.

“Back sitting. And go home after me and mas Pras are gone.”Mutia orders again, while pulling the tip of Dirga's shirt. But, Dirga was not only trendy Brondong, because he was reckless as well. Where he cares about Mutia's ban. He was still ahead and really greeted Pras the husband of the woman of his dreams.

“Siang Om ...”Sapa Dirga familiar on Pras.

“Heem ...who?” Pras with his flat tone received a helping hand that referred to his front.

“Dirga Om. EO who takes care of Aniv Om and Aunt Mutia. Also later who will take care of the show Nia aunty son Nunuk.” Dirga enthusiastically helped Pras remember who he was.

“Oh ... which was on Hasan's show yesterday as well.” Pras answered and directly as if to say, that he really did not forget. If Dirga is the man who was with his wife on the rooftop during the Hasan event.

“Yess ... Om correct. And now we are discussing the continuation of cooperation for the event princess aunt Nunuk. It seems, the ability of aunt Mutia salon employees is quite good. So maybe later we will work together again.” Bual Dirga, who vaguely wanted to say the correlation and fairness was in Mutia's salon.

“Dirga .. please continue chat with them yes. Aunty wants to fit clothes with Mas Pras.” Mutia had already appeared from behind the exit. And immediately gave the code to her husband to immediately leave Brondong who failed to linger with him in the salon.

“Oh .. iy aunt. Thank you for the opportunity.” Said Dirga replied with eyes that kept staring at how flat two people, husband and wife when entering the car. Who are independent of each other. There is no hand-holding. There is no opening of the door. All natural there is no artificial sweetness, and both are as common as that.

“No, just got.” Whether Mutia knew, the answer was true or not. Her husband's face is so. Huh .. Lazy Mutia extended her thunderous thoughts. Just make it dizzy.

[Honey .. sorry about Aline. Dirga does not want to lie. But, taking Aline off was hard that time. But. Pas KKN yesterday. Aline broke up. I love Aunt Mutia rather than her.] Fill in the chat Dirga who is in the Mutia archive column. Ja. Dirga only archived not blocked. So, Mutia could at any time open to read the Dirga chat which does look like a series of statements of his own and long questions without answers.

Mutia simply stroked the chest, and exhaled with a beret. After reading the chat. Then throw his gaze out the window of the car that Pras Steering.

“Not for long, only spend one cigarette butts only.” Pras then continued his sentence, without being asked. Ja. Mutia was quite satisfied with the answer ‘no, just’. Then feel it is an explanation that is enough and as usual. Then, after Mutia looks frustrated after reading Dirga's chat. Why Pras then said if he had spent one cigarette butts. That meant that for more than five minutes, Pras was outside the salon waiting for him. Then, what about the chat in the waiting room, which was not closed earlier. It can be made, which Mutia and Dirga discussed was heard by Pras.

“Woh .. long enough too. Why mas Ga call first if you want to come, so over time wait right.” Mutia as soon as possible put on an act if she wasn't fretting.

“One cigarette butts is not long, mama Ra-ra.” Pras replied to take off his seftbelt. Because they have arrived at their destination.

There was also a disturbance inside the boutique. Because there are already Nunuk and friends. The eyes of his friends are there. When she saw Mutia coming with her husband.

There was a laughing gaze on Mutia, who in Shane Mutia's eyes was a newcomer actress who had already managed to trick her husband. There was also a look of pity on Pras, the faithful husband who did not know if his wife had played crazy, with brondongan. There was also Nunuk's proud gaze, on Mutia who was very slick to cover her relationship. Nunuk believes that his relationship with Dirga not only managed to cover from them, but Pras as well.

“Haiii. Long time no see. It's so hard to connect you. That's why I asked Mas Yudho to contact your husband who brought you here.” Babe Nunuk while making fun of Mutia.

“Iya .. sorry Ma'am. It was also directly abducted by Mas Pras at the salon.” Answer Mutia as it were.

“Pahaaam. Yes, queue yak. Ordinary Vinsha likes long if again his clothing design affairs.” Appoint Nunuk on Vinsha who is being measured by the tailor.

“Tumben many come to this Store. Usually quiet.” Said Mutia whose eyes had been spread all over the room. And his eyes clenched the figure of Desti there. Mutia has always been acquainted with Desti, the same EO employee that Dirga worked for.

“Iya haloo .. Where are you? I share aja.” Desti passed through Mutia's body rather quickly while calling someone who seemed to be coming to the same place as her.

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