
The night of the party arrives, the event will begin at eight p.m. After Maghrib, Rangga invited Roses to go to the beauty salon. He wants to make the rose look special tonight. Rangga thought, all this time the rose was always busy with his work. From starting to care for him to recover, take care of his family and help bi Odah do homework, and, plus now he is also busy with his lecture schedule that really makes Roses almost never have time to be able to relax even for a moment.
But tonight, Rangga wants to make Rose a princess, who is very beautiful who will accompany the prince in a party.
"Darling, where are we going. He said we want to go to the party, why we are not ready and even the slack is not clear gini to mas,"
"Udah, you shut up. Take it easy, we're not gonna be late,"
Arriving on the spot, Rangga immediately invited the Rose inside. The rose was only aware that it turned out Rangga took her to a beauty salon. Their arrival was warmly welcomed by the salon workers. Rangga told them to make the Roses look special and charming, but still look beautiful naturally.
"Just calm down, leave it all to us, we're sure we won't let you down. Moreover, the mother is already very beautiful, definitely later more beautiful again,"
Before starting, Roses approached Rangga.
"So it turns out that Rangga brought Roses to the salon. But Roses never make up mas, Roses are shy"
"Udah, just relax, baby. You just sit sweet and let them make you makeup. I'll wait outside yeah, I'll wait for my daughter, sir,"
"Mari mbak," asked one of the salon workers.
It had been almost thirty minutes Rangga waited, he had also seen his watch several times, because he really could not wait to see his lover, Rose. After waiting a few more minutes, the rose finally finished. She walked towards Rangga, wearing a party dress that Rangga bought and with her appearance after making up. Roses look perfect, she really looks like a princess.
Rangga who saw the appearance of the Rose, was completely blown away. His eyes barely blinked staring at the Rose. The change of the Roses was really drastic, she was completely invisible if she was only an Art or a village girl. She looked like a noble princess who looked elegant and charming.
"Darling, this is really you, baby. I didn't see it wrong, did I, honey?"
"Not dong mas, it's really me, Rose,"
"Darling, you are so beautiful. Emm...weren't we going to a party?"
"Lho, why mas? don't joke you, I've been sitting around for almost an hour and letting those guys mess up my face. Now tell me not to go to the party. That's the same way you took a fuss I mas," muttered Rose who was upset with Rangga's words.
"Hehe.. joking baby, because you are so beautiful dear. I'm afraid someone will fall in love with you. I'm the one who fell in love with you, now in love again. Dear dong, don't sulk. We're leaving now yuk,"
After paying all the costs, Rangga took Rose's hand, taking her step towards the car. Rangga opened the car door and let princess Rose into the car, while bowing her body. The one who made the Rose only smiled while shaking his head.