Chased Om Om 2

Imperfectly

"Me?" my many. "Why should I try?" 

The man scratched his forehead which I'm sure didn't itch. Ehm .. It seems like she was thinking of making up a story for me to try on the dress for her. Or maybe I'm looking for a way to seduce me so I can keep my wish.

"Because …." 

I still watch her body language. Om Damar linked his hands behind his body. He sighed as if trying to take off the burden he had in mind. 

"Because I need you tonight, Tiara," he said. That pair of dark-eyed beads looked at me full of earnestness. 

I frowned, in my mind still denying what I had just heard. Isn't this weird. A moment ... a moment, if thought again .. a dress ... business job .. need me tonight? I have absolutely no idea what this relationship is. 

"Is Om Damar not wrong? What am I supposed to dress like this for?" I was expecting an excuse that would clarify all the grayishness in my mind. "Why did Om Damar not directly invite the "Love Laura" to try this dress?"

"Hmm .. here. Actually, tonight I have a reunion, "he said very carefully. "But ... Since this year has you by my side, then I don't want to come alone again to the show." 

"Ew .. so …." I squinted one of my eyes to make sure that he was taking me. Uh ... I actually wish she had invited me, not the girl she called like Laura's Love. 

The man nodded his head. "Yes, I want you to accompany me to the show, tonight" he said. "As my future wife."

"Emh .. is Om sure you want to take me? Will Om Damar not nyesel ngajak my little macem boy? Is it not shameful?" ask me while smiling. A smile of victory! I began to realize that someone who was said to look like the famous artist was me. Oh, my God, Om Damar is there.

Tapi ah …. Setidaknya akhirnya aku tahu urusan apa yang dimaksudnya. Akhirnya aku tahu, tidak ada gadis lain yang mengancam posisiku. Akhirnya aku tahu, hanya aku yang benar-benar ada dalam hatinya.

The man raised a pair of thick eyebrows. Then slowly he shook his head with confidence.

"No. Why be ashamed or even ashamed? Shouldn't I be proud to have you?" said the man. He gently touched the tip of my nose with his index finger.

"Ew …. Why didn't Om Damar say that?" I'm pissed off. "Almost I asked Om to choose that dress."

The man frowned. "It's okay if you like it. It's not a problem for me" he said calmly. "Whatever you wear will look perfect."

Isha! Of course I don't want to wear a dress like that. Too flashy and I hate being the center of attention. Because at first I chose the dress just because I hoped the wearer would look tacky. I didn't think that dress, I had to wear it myself. 

"How about this dress, miss," said a saleswoman. The girl showed me a mini dress with a simple cut. A piece of dress that looks beautiful and elegant with some swarovski beads on her chest. 

I nodded my head, agreeing to his offer. "The beautiful dress!" my praise. The green dress looks so pretty. Especially if it is used at night. The dress will further accentuate the contrast of my skin color and also look luxurious even in a simple model.

Huh! Just deserve .... Turns out these swarovski stones are taken directly from Australia and this design is made by Tiffany, the famous designer himself? God, does Om Damar need to buy this expensive dress for me, just to come to his school reunion? It seems like this is too much. 

"Ew .. If so, it's not. We choose another," I said, pulling Om Damar's hand away from the place. 

But Om Damar looks confused because I asked to cancel it. 

"Attent. Wh why? If you don't like the dress, you can choose another dress" she said, holding back my steps. 

"Om, that boutique belongs to Tiffany. All the collections are super premium, it is clear all the goods must be very expensive. There's no way I'm wearing a dress that expensive just to accompany Om to the school reunion," I muttered because I didn't want the two salespeople to hear my words. "Isn't that too much?"

The man laughed softly. He pulled me into his arms. "Gosh, Tiara. Hear me. I don't care what you choose. As expensive as that dress is, I'll give it to you as long as you're happy. Because there's nothing more valuable than you."

Heh! Is he seducing me? Hmm. well, I should have tried the sincerity of his words. Can he be consistent when he knows the price?

"So .. Can I choose that dress?" ask me without a doubt.

"Why don't you try it?" sahut the man. His hand guided me back into the gallery. "I'm sure tonight you'll look the most enchanting."

Ah ... again he made me blush. How could there be a mouth that could speak so sweetly. And how could the owner of this sweet mouth not have a lover in all his life. 

I was still caught up in my feelings and thoughts, while in the fitting room to try on the pretty dress. The dress looks very fitting when it sticks to my body. Even I myself was amazed by the glitter of the swarovski rocks that clung to and made my curves clear. 

After a long time in front of the mirror, I came out of the fitting room. Of course to show Om Damar, as well as ask for his opinion about my appearance in this beautiful dress. 

But what I got was a strange look from him. And of course that look made me feel uncomfortable, embarrassed and lost confidence. 

Hmm .. This dress does not fit. I bit my lips as the stern-headed man stood up from his chair and walked over to me. 

Ew. .. I think I want to escape from this place. I felt really uncomfortable, like there was a feeling of shame because of my appearance. I want to look perfect in her eyes. Not embarrassing like this.

The man grabbed my chin and made me look up at his face. For a moment I stared at that pair of dark beads, hoping to get an answer to all the questions in my heart. 

Does she not like the way I look in this dress?