Forced to Marry a Bad Fig

Randy & Puspa

"This is my eighth dress?" puspa asked slowly with his eyes fixed on his body. Umi took a long breath. It feels like crushing every glass in this boutique.

The wedding of Randy Giandra Bratajaya and Puspa Purwa Cakrawangsa will be held in two days. Now, Puspa is busy with Umi Indah for wedding dress fittings that should be ready because the remaining time is only two days. But because Puspa is pregnant and the hormones are so sensitive new clothes fittings can be done now. And the little problems came back.

Puspa several times tried a few dresses cut A-line with flat shoes. The dress with handmade beading details is planned to be combined with a satin rectangular hijab that is worn simply. In order to look more special, it will be added veil on the satin hijab. However, the shirt makes Puspa's stomach slightly bulged so clearly visible. The youngest daughter-in-law of the Bratajaya family was eager to look perfect and 'slim'.

You can imagine how Umi Indah is so dizzy and Randy is still in the office because there is an important meeting.

Umi Indah told her son-in-law several times that it was okay. Everyone knew they were married two months ago. But Puspa remains stubborn and wants to look slim at the party.

"That's great, baby, slender look. Gorgeous daughter-in-law Umi." compliments from Umi Indah do not make the beautiful girl look happy. The hilarious look of his face was clearly visible when standing in front of a large mirror reflecting his own reflection.

"How about trying a dress that other models love?" advice Umi gently. Puspa looks to sigh violently and then nods. Her dream since long ago was to wear an A-line type dress with flat shoes. But now she has to be breastfed because of her pregnancy that preceded the wedding party.

Puspa then entered and tried the dress in the chosen designer directly in this boutique as well as the owner here. Moments later Puspa came out in a dress cut straight with intricate lace details. The shirt makes her look like a princess because of shoulder details like a cinderella dress.

"The dress with this classic design would be perfect if combined with a simple rectangular hijab. Added veils and crowns" explained the designer with a smile. Umi Indah also looked dumbfounded when she saw her daughter-in-law.

"Where's honey?" tanya Umi who replied with a confident nod and a smile by Puspa. The woman saw her reflection in the mirror. The stomach does look a bit distended but not too flashy like the previous dress.

"Beautiful Randy's wife!"

the sound made Umi and Puspa flinch. They smiled when they saw Randy who had just arrived. He looked at Puspa with amazed eyes. His wife was blushing. Umi shook her head.

***

Currently Randy and Puspa are in the car to the house while Umi first went home earlier.

"Is there anything you want to buy?" asked Randy gently while glancing at Puspa who was next to him. A few times, Puspa had strange things. Like yesterday night he asked in the middle of the night bananas mixed with meatball sauce. When it worked Randy granted, of course with a lot of hard work. Puspa only tasted one spoon and ended up Randy who was told to spend. If it wasn't for the cravings, Randy certainly wouldn't want to eat. The combination of the sweetness of bananas with meatball sauce makes him nauseous in the middle of the night.

"Which?" scold Randy by knitting eyebrows. Puspa seemed to be daydreaming and jolted when Randy's fingers touched his hands.

"Yes why?" tanya Puspa while glancing.

"You want to buy something?" randy's soft reset. Puspa shook his head and looked at Randy.

"Why the hell?" ask Randy who doesn't understand Puspa's gurgle at the moment.

"I'm like doing something important." Puspa blurted with deep frown. Trying to remember what he forgot.

"What Which? the feeling of marriage preparation we live fitting your dress, right?" it's also new now because you are often lazy and love to fall Randy continued in his heart. Remember often invites Puspa but the woman likes goleran and lying during pregnancy.

"It's not about our marriage" said Puspa slowly. He then looks fiddling with his phone and then his eyes are perfectly rounded.

"Astaghfiullah! Puspa forgot Mas! today is Kirana's birthday!" yelled Puspa hysterically. Randy was silent. Confused and prepared for what his wife would command.

"What a hell is this! it's noon now!"

"We buy Mas cake, continue to the apartment of Ms. Kirana the same Bang Akbar."

"Okay," said Randy briefly then headed to his subscription cake shop and was his friend's shop.

Arriving there, Randy and Puspa were greeted by the shopkeeper with a friendly face as usual. Randy's head was looking for someone.

"Find me who the hell, we'll just buy some cake!" puspa said with a annoyed tone. Randy swallowed the saliva and put on the sweetest smile he had.

"Search-out"

"How are you doing Dy?" asked the beautiful woman with a graceful but seductive smile in Puspa's eyes. He squinted at dislike.

"Well Fir, how are you?" sahut Randy who did not see at all how the face of the wife when he asked with pronouns 'you' not 'lo'.

"Well Dy, Eh this is your wife?" the woman looked at Puspa and smiled kindly. Reply to a forced smile by Puspa.

"Yes, know my wife. Puspa and dear this is my friend, Safira. The owner of this cake shop."

The two women shook hands for a moment with smiles.

"It's really pretty that your wife Dy," praises Safira with her eyes on Randy.

"Alhamdulillah thanks Safira," said Puspa with a smile. Safira glanced at him at a glance then looked at Randy again.

"What do you want to buy?" tanyakanya.

"Don't be a Fir" said Puspa quickly.

"Why?" safira asked while looking at Randy and glanced at Puspa with dislike eyes.

"So you want chocolate cake but not so," said Puspa with a big smile.

"It seems, dede no longer want to deh Mas," he added while rubbing the stomach is a bit squeaky. Randy just knitted his brows inexplicably.

"I'm sorry, Safira." Puspa spoke softly and then pulled Randy's arm until the moment in the car the man felt a gripping aura from the wife's body.

"Why the hell, baby?" tanyanya slow.

"Don't buy a cake for Kirana's mom?" added again.

"So, but don't want to buy it in that store!" sahut Puspa ketus. Randy started driving his car down the highway.

"Why? he's my friend Puspa. Not good just now. What the hell are you?"

Puspa looked at Randy with a squinting eye. Then speak in his typical upset style. "I'm sick to his face."

"Well?!" Randy gawked in amazement and disbelief.

***

Meanwhile, Akbar was waiting for Kirana in his car with a smile. I don't know what made that guy look as happy as he is now.

His eyes looked at Kirana who had just exited the agency building. The girl pulled out her phone and Akbar guessed she'd call herself. A man stopped his wife. They were talking and Akbar saw a look of shock and happiness on Kirana's face as the man came.

Akbar squinted his eyes, He doesn't know who that man is. Until the ringing of the phone makes him jerk. Kirana's ID name on the rectangular screen.

Akbar picked up the phone while looking at Kirana. The words of the next wife managed to make Akbar speechless.

"I came home maybe the night Bang, no need to pick up yes there is still a photo shoot turned out!"

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