Doctor Steven's Charm

20 - Remind me of that past!

Rimba picked up a bag of clothes that were already dusty from the top of the closet. He then cleaned the dust with a wet cloth.

"Make what?" asked Steven upon his return from the bathroom. The man had just finished cleaning himself.

"Make a shirt," said Rimba without turning to the person who asked. He was still busy cleaning the black bag with a washcloth.

Steven shook his hands in front of his sense of smell. "It's full of dust! instead of on the lap it mending you soak and wash. The dust is everywhere if that's the way," he protested. Then he sneezed because Steven was allergic to dust.

"It's washed when it's dry, pan now we want to go home," said Rimba.

"What else do you want to bring? wasn't that a bag of clothes you were carrying at the time?" ask Steven.

"A little brother, yesterday I even brought a lot of clothes for home, clothes go the same for the campus is still here," said Rimba while flicking his washcloth into the air. Be the dust that is scattered everywhere.

Steven's allergic reaction is becoming more and more. His nose and eyes are flushed, plus constant sneezing.

"Enough Rim, this is so much dust" Steven murmured as he held his nose. "Your room is contaminated with this dust, it should have been cleaned outside," he said anxiously.

The jungle awakens when it sees dust flying in its room. The air in his room was so stuffy, he immediately opened the window wide. "Sori, I didn't realize it" he muttered as he approached Steven who was still covering his nose with both hands.

"The book doesn't need to be taken now, it will be possible later" Steven suggested.

"Trus if you go to college tomorrow what? pajamas for Tedy Bear?"

Steven sneezed back, then immediately pulled a piece of tissue from his box on the nightstand. "From here to stop by the mall, you can buy new clothes," he said this time covering his nose with a tissue.

"Huh? you really want to buy me a shirt?" Which woman refused to be offered shopping by her own husband.

"Yes, all of us buy food stocks for the house by chance abis," said Steven.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want one, a few stels, can't you guys?" tawar Rimba. Really took advantage of her husband's kindness.

"Can, as long as not one store just you buy, then we eat what," said Steven increasingly anxious with the behavior of his wife.

"Iyess! if so come on, we are ready to pay with Mother," said Rimba seemed impatient. It feels like he has not been shopping for a long time and see the clothes there even though he did not buy them.

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"Welcome brother! can I help you?" greet a famous brand store keeper who is a subscription to Steven.

"Please choose all the clothes that fit her, pack them for me!" said Steven while pointing to Rimba who was still far behind at the entrance.

Rimba was worried, he was afraid to enter. Back when he went to a mall like this with Ellena and Angela, he did not dare to go into a famous brand outlet. But now Steven has brought her here.

"Okay, sister" replied the stall keeper like he already knows Steven as his loyal customer.

"Rome!" call Steven to surprise Rimba. He waved small, making the Jungle had to go in to obey him.

Rimba's eyes were rounded, stunned to see the many luxury items that fortunately improved his mood. Nevertheless, he stepped very carefully, afraid to touch something and damage it. As we often encounter in dish and crystal glass shops, 'Cracking means buying'.

"You can find the right one for you to wear" said Steven pointed to a row of women's dresses that look very elegant.

"Dress?" Rimba. "I'm not a regular pa--"

"You're still comfortable wearing jeans and a t-shirt hanging less of that material to campus?" cut Steven doesn't want to hear rejection. "Prospective doctor don't insult dong!" added insinuating.

'Ah, damn it people say I'm dealing with. Hold Rim! he's Lo's husband, never argue with him!' the Inner Jungle calmed his own heart.

Rimba sighed deeply, then approached her husband, she began to whisper softly, "This is expensive Om, mending we look to other stores that have discounts. Ato we go to the land of Abang aja that can be bid and dapet a lot with this price," he said gemes.

Steven smiled thinly. For a moment Rimba felt Steven understood the situation. But it is not Steven who is a perfectionist by name if it does not make the jungle confused. The man instead pointed to several dresses to be taken to the cashier. Without a care for Rimba who tried to pull his arm to prevent.

"Thank you for visiting Brother, welcome back" said the cashier.

They immediately came out of the booth after Steven brought some bags of clothes from his shopping. With lazy Rimba tailed Steven. How not to be lazy, Steven himself chose some dress model clothes without asking first whether the jungle likes it or not.

"You choose again" pointed Steven at another clothing store, this time they went into an underwear store.

Rimba closed her mouth in shock. It was as if Steven was more experienced at entering women's underwear outlets than he was.

"Do you need me to help you?" steven asked idly, even though his facial expression looked flat.

"Cock here anyway? enough at home too" protested Rimba.

"You mean that almost all the motives are full color polkadot it? find something plain why?"

"Find the soft, the more elegant," Steven said.

Rimba sighed furiously, "Fine! I choose now!" he said as he poked his feet against the rough floor, annoyed at the man who accompanied him in.

"Well that's dong," snorted Steven as if he did not care about the strange gaze of other visitors who were at once fascinated by his good looks.

Long enough Steven sat in the waiting chair still with a gaze can not be separated from his cellphone. There are several incoming messages and missed calls from Sean, Steven's sister from different mothers who have been living in New York.

"This brand is more likely to be comfortable to wear sports, Kak," said the storekeeper resuscitated Rimba who was daydreaming looking at Steven's serious face.

"Ah yes," replied Rimba smiling, "I nyari more comfortable dipake everyday aja mbak," he replied.

'Pake a plain bra, don't wear that polkadot, tacky!' Rimba immediately remembered Steven's words when he slipped in the bathroom at that time. Moreover, he still vividly remembered Steven's expression when he said it, clearly engraved in the memory of the Jungle. An expression of protection, not perversion.

"The color is Soft aja Mbak, not the flashy one," pinta Rimba again. He smiled at Steven, even though the handsome husband did not hear too much because he was busy communicating with someone on his phone.

"Okay, I picked a few, brother. Please match the same size," said the store keeper while handing over several bra items with different brands.

"It's like this one's comfortable Ma'am," pointed Rimba at a set of laceless soft-colored bras.

"So big brother, I'm wrapping, what size?" ask the friendly stall guard.

"Size 34B yes,"

"Ready, Any more? I have a girlfriend who is patiently waiting for it. Rarely do you want to wait for the girl to choose underwear," praised the stall keeper amazed.

"Ah," Rimba choked, "He's my husband, madam. We're married."

"Eh? so brother is married? kirain is still dating, because his brother is still cute and rich is still that school."

"I am still in school Ma'am," said Rimba still want to respond to the keeper of the booth.

"Still in college? aih, must be a betrothed sister is it so young marriage, or cohabitation is forced marriage?" guess it's on target.

"Not really, Ma'am. I'm a young married man, let alone the same rich hot guy he is, make me addicted," hiss Rimba even deliberately heated the maak kepo abis shop kepo that smiled pias and began to rage. "That's it, please wrap it up, yeah" he continued.

"I-iya brother. Please go to the cashier yes," said the stall keeper confused, did not expect Rimba will give a different response about his speech.

"Sister, it's over, just pay!" rimba's reprimand made Steven nod and averted his gaze from the screen of the phone for a flash.

Next to Steven's hand looks pulled out a wallet that is not too thick and gave it to Rimba. "Take the gold color card inside, pay for it," he said.

"Lho, but--"

"The password is 541999"

"That's my date of birth?"

"Yes, why? the card is yours, you can use the card for any need" Steven replied very lightly. "Pay it there!" her door.

Rimba nodded, returning to the cashier while carrying Steven's wallet in his hand.

"The total is 765,000 feet" said the cashier.

'Buset, buy a daleman shirt for almost a million?' inner Jungle. Never mind, who paid for her own husband.

"For a while, Ma'am" muttered Rimba then opened his wallet and looked for the gold card that was said by Steven. "Pake this is Ma'am" he added, handing the card to the cashier.

While waiting for the payment process, accidentally jungle saw the contents of Steven's wallet that was still open. "This is my picture?" he muttered in shock when he saw a photo of himself displayed on the wallet.

Photographed it was a picture of him as a child with Steve who looked very young. Rimba stared at the photo fixedly. 'this is really a photo of me when I was a child right? how could Steven be? when and where is this? Oh my God, I don't want to? it's not me!' Rimba reflex shook his head.

"Sister password!" suddenly the cashier broke Rimba's mind.

"Oh," said Rimba and then pressed some numbers on the EDC machine.

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