He's Mine (Sharing Love)

Can't

Ara blushed, upon hearing the words of the Clouds just now. He was not used to getting more attention and praise than his fiancee.

"Don't make fun of you, sister" said Ara, who felt like she was being teased by her sister.

Because usually, Anggi will say the opposite of the real thing.

"How bad? It's beautiful for his future wife Brother."

"Normally not?" ask Ara, who looks like a child who is sulking.

"Pretty dong. But in a different version of course," said the Clouds, smiling to see Ara's face that increasingly looks red.

Both of them were silent, when the boutique salesman came closer, carrying a paper bag containing their old clothes they both.

"Thank you Miss."

Awan thanked him, after receiving the paper bag, and also the credit card he had given to the boutique salesperson, to pay for all the orders and services they gave this afternoon.

Now, the two of them both walked towards the outside of the boutique. After saying goodbye to the salesman.

"thank you. Have a good night, Mr. Awan, and Miss. We await your return visit." The salesperson, thanked him and also expressed his hope, so that customers can come to the boutique again tomorrow.

The clouds opened the car door for Ara, only after Ara entered and sat down did she turn her body, to sit behind the wheel.

The car went to its intended destination. The campus is Awan. Where the opera they were about to witness was there.

Arriving at the campus parking equipment, it was already crowded. Many visitors have arrived at the site.

And they, on average, do wear official clothes for formal events a party in general.

Dresses for women, and suits for men.

The arrival of the two of them, Cloud and Ara, certainly attracted the attention of many people, who had already come first at the place.

"Sister. Ara groggi nih."

"Udah is okay. Hold hands with Brother."

Ara nodded as well. He was crouched next to the Cloud's arm, because of the position of the already bent Cloud's hand. Ready to be embraced.

Apparently, there are also many invited guests who know the Cloud. Either on a level or not.

And also an invitation from outside. And that's because of the position of the Cloud, which is now in the company.

Because, there are also those who become employees in their companies.

But the clouds are not arrogant. He was still friendly and reprimanded them like a friend like before.

There is no boss or employee status here. Because there are also many of his friends, who are now officials and entrepreneurs.

They talked for a while, before starting.

Suddenly, Ara wanted to go to the restroom. He frowned, looking for the whereabouts of the information board, which provided the layout instructions for the restroom.

But it seemed that Ara did not find any information from the signboard in the campus hall building.

Finally, Ara asked the Clouds. "Sister. Go to the toilet first. Which side is it?"

"Big brother interracial!"

Actually, Ara was feeling uneasy with the way the Clouds were paying attention to her. Ara thought that, The clouds became a little possessive.

Moreover, earlier when there were many eyes that saw it without distracting for a long period of time.

In fact, the dress worn by Ara is quite polite. There was no hemisphere in her dress, which showed something she shouldn't have shown either.

The cut of the dress is not tight either. Because Ara will not be able to use clothes that make him short of breath.

"No need Brother. Ara can be alone" said Ara, asking Cloud to stay among her friends.

"You know, where's the wrong room?" ask Awan, with memicing see the discomfort of Ara.

Actually, Awan also felt worried about the condition of Ara, which was noticed by many men.

He felt uneasy, if he had to let Ara go alone. Even if it's just to go to the restroom.

"alright. But... Is it really okay Brother waited for Ara to go to the restroom?" ask Ara again. Making sure that, the Clouds do not feel awkward because it will wait for himself in front of the girls' restroom.

The clouds are sure. And this made Ara smile happily.

*****

At the apartment, Anjani was waiting for Anggi who was getting ready in the room.

"Geek ayok!"

"Just a minute, Bun..."

Anggi answered his mother's call, but still from inside the room. And there's no sign of him coming out yet.

Anjani took a long breath. Because it has become a habit of Anggi, if going to travel, among the four of them, only Anggi is always longer in preparation for him.

Five minutes later, Anggi came out of his room.

"Roof Bun!"

Now, replace Anggi who invited his mother.

"Udah?" ask Anjani, make sure if Anggi is really ready.

"Udah. Hehe..."

Anggi replied with a chuckle. He also showed his cell phone, which was ready to broadcast live on his social media.

"This is someone else's show. Adek must ask permission first, at the cake shop manager later!"

"Ready Bun. They will surely be happy. Because it could be a free promotional event for them, right?"

Anggi is very confident, if he will get permission from the manager of the cake shop they visited this afternoon.

After locking the apartment door, Anjani along with Anggi walked towards the elevator. Down towards the bottom floor.

Soon, the two of them arrived in front of the cake shop, which had been decorated in such a way, with a door divider ribbon, which would be cut by the owner. As a sign if, the inauguration of the store has begun.

Anggi has been looking for the existence of the owner of the cake shop. But, two were stopped by security, which secured the event.

"Sir. I would like to ask the store owner for permission to make a live broadcast on my social account. This is for the store promotion event as well, sir," said Anggi, giving reasons and explanations with that intention.

"No. Can't Deck. The store owner does not give permission for social media that is not yet famous and many followers."

"Eh Sir. Look at this yes! How many followers are I?" Anggi showed his mobile phone screen, in security earlier.

He shows how the number of followers, which turned out not only in the tens or hundreds.

Apparently, the number of Anggi followers has been thousands. Not only from his friends who are in the American school here, but also from Indonesia as well.

The security looked on in disbelief, if it was a child's social media, which was currently in front of him.

"Sir. I'd like to see the store manager, if the owner isn't around."

But the security, still forbid Anggi. He also blocks Anggi, who is trying to break through to the front.

"Already Deck. No need to ngeyel. Let's just!"

Anjani tried to calm her son, so as not to force himself to be able to do live broadcasts, for his social media.

"Tapi Bun..."

"Udah-ud. Let's just taste the cakes."