Late Wedding?

Relieved

******

After traveling more than three hours, because the traffic jam is quite annoying. I finally got to Kenzo's cafe. As I had guessed at the beginning, Cafe Kenzo looked crowded.

I took a breath before deciding to enter. I don't know why I feel a little nervous.

Kenzo looked quite surprised when our eyes met. I smiled as I waved my left hand to greet him.

"Cock here?" kenzo asked with a confused face.

Duh, cute my girlfriend if again confused gini. I want to nyium.

"Your neighbour" I said, giggling.

Instead of being moved or flattered, Kenzo looked at me with both eyes narrowed, like he was suspicious of something.

"You want to go upstairs?" bargain later. After that, he put his shoulder.

I shook my head, "I didn't stay long, just stopped by for a minute."

Kenzo nodded, then invited me to sit in one of the chairs.

"What is the holiday here?" kenzo asked as we sat facing each other.

I smiled, "And I told you."

"My neighbor?" repeat Kenzo with a smile. Both of his eyes looked at me in disbelief.

While I nodded, I said.

"And you think I believe?"

"Why not?"

"Now you say, why are you here. Same with Mom again?" shoot it directly and on target.

I smiled wryly because Kenzo was so sensitive. If most women out there feel anxious about their boyfriend's insensitive attitude. Other than me, I just sometimes want Kenzo insensitive like now. Because having a sensitive boyfriend is not always good. And maybe having an insensitive girlfriend is not always bad either.

Yeah, it might be.

"Why are you so sensitive?" my grumbling with pouting lips.

Kenzo smiled, "If I wasn't sensitive, you'd be fussy" he said as he held my nose together, making me put on a sullen face again. Kenzo smiled again.

"So why?" tanyanya was still curious.

"There's no fighting anyway, just me with Mom and Mas Adi." I finally chose to confess.

"Mas Adi too?"

I nodded, confirming.

"Why?"

"Mother told me that her son Mr. Rt wants to marry next month. Mas Adi also continued the story of Arin just proposed."

"Oh." Kenzo nodded as he 'oh'ria.

I couldn't accept Kenzo's response of just two letters. Then when he was about to open his voice, Kenzo spoke again.

"Yes, get married! When do you want it?"

Ebusette. My boyfriend has a very light mouth yes, like plastic tile crackle but there is no contents. Ngajak ngajak ngajak ngajan cilok, without much thought.

"That's your mouth, really" I kissed while pointing at Kenzo's lips.

"We are the same-"

"-sama's a grown-up," I'm quick. "The age of our relationship and age is no longer suitable for dating. Is that?" connect me with a clear emotional face.

Kenzo chuckled while shaking. His hand then lifted to shake my hair in a fit of anxiety. An activity that always irritates me and misses me at the same time.

"No," he said with a smile. "Just like your principle. For me, our age and the age of our relationship can not be used as a reason to get married. But I think the issue of readiness, we're quite ready to remember a lot of things that we've been through together. That's according. If you think so, how?"

I shook my head as I played Kenzo's long, pretty fingers, which sometimes made me jealous.

"I'm not ready yet" I'm honest with a slightly bowed head.

Kenzo smiled again, then clasped my finger. It makes me lift my face up reflexively.

"Yes, if it's not ready. We marry her when you're ready."

There was no look of disappointment or boredom on Kenzo's face. The face still looked calm with a sweet smile accompanied by faint dimples on his left cheek. A moment of relief approached me. Kenzo is the best man for me to make a husband. And there's no reason for me to look for anyone else. I was sure to marry her, but it was later that my mentality was ready.

After all, Kenzo never demanded anything from me. He is an open man and a patient man. Although not infrequently he was spoiled when we were alone, but Kenzo typekal men are understanding and also mature.

"Dreaming?"

I woke up from my daydream when I felt my nose was not too sharp this Kenzo pinched. I was snubbing as a sign of protest.

"You want to pesen something what's coming home?"

"You riled?" I snorted faintly. Then back to her.

However, it was greeted with an angry laugh from Kenzo. Makes me look more towards him.

"Ask me, baby. You're like gonna fuck him, huh?"

I get confused. Who else is he talking about? Kenzo didn't think I was cheating, did he?

"For this mindless thinking is certain" chirped Kenzo as he pointed at my forehead.

With a spontaneous gesture, I touched my forehead, "Who is that him?" many confused.

Kenzo again chuckled, then moved his face slightly. Makes me move the face.

"Menstruation," he whispered while giggling amusedly.

"Crazy people!" my mak was half irritated, while Kenzo was even flabbergasted. With an annoyed movement I pushed his forehead hard enough. And instead of being angry, Kenzo was even more upset. So it invites the attention of some Cafe visitors who are mostly young people.

"So how? Visitors are starting to get crowded, kasian kids if I don't help. You want to go home, will you go up to my room?" kenzo asked after stopping his laughter.

I snorted and then chose to stand up.

"I'm back. Brightly expelled gini time still wants here. You can call my security guard," I put on a face pretending to be annoyed.

Kenzo smiled as he nodded and then stood next to me. His right hand crept between my fingers, then led me out of the cafe.

"Yeah, I'll drive you to the front."

Even though while snoring I still obey.

"Will I go to the store?" ask after we got to the parking lot.

I looked at him and smiled while nodding.

"Malem?"

Kenzo nodded as he opened my car door.

"I'm leaving, huh? Don't hang with your fans" I said half-threatening.

"See you at the mallem" I said before leaving the parking lot.

Kenzo smiled as he nodded. Just waved his hand. While I sigh in relief.

After meeting Kenzo, my heart was much calmer. The feeling of hesitation due to Mas Rendra's sentence suddenly vanished. Kenzo's a good guy. He's also a good girlfriend. So, I have no reason to doubt that Kenzo and I are getting married.

*****

"All afternoon!"

Both of my employees immediately raised their heads compactly when they got me into the boutique. They glanced at each other before finally standing up and welcoming me.

"Well, Sister Qilla, is she in Jogja?"

I smiled a little when I heard the question of Sister Husna, one of my mainstay tailors because the stitching is super smooth. She was only 29 years old, but her son was two, and had all gone to school. Our age difference is not too far away, but still Husna is much older, where the impression displayed motherhood is very much again. So I feel like it would be rude if I just called Husna.

All right, let me introduce you to my other employees.

Other than Sister Husna, I still have one of my other flagship tailors. His name is Jihan, he's only 24. Sweet, calm, submissive, not much behavior, and single. And the last one is Sandra.

Sandra's not my tailor, but she's kind of my favorite person who monitors my finances. And the guy who helped me with this, you could say he was my personal assistant.

"Your parents," I said of origin.

Husna was immediately broken.

Before finally snorting faintly.

"No trust in me. Most also because the stuffy ears," said Sister Husna.

"Why, Ma'am?" jihan asked confusedly. His gaze glanced at me and Sister Husna in turn.

Sister Husna grimaced at me then shook her head. "Uwes, let's lek dhang mancal. Ora needs to be initiated."

I just****smile, look at Husna's nervous behavior.

"Well, how's this Husna Sister. Strange," Jihan grumbled, again sitting her ass in a chair and starting to re-stitch.

"Why not on holiday?"

Sister Husna and Jihan stopped her activities, then looked up at me.

"What day is it, Ma'am?" ask Jihan.

"Sunday."

"Ah, time, Mother?"

I couldn't help but laugh when I heard Jihan's innocent question. Which makes Mba Husna clucked while glancing at Jihan sharp.

"Eat him has a girlfriend, Han," said Husna, who made me laugh.

"Well, what's the connection not having the same boyfriend forget the day? It has nothing to do with Husna-kuhh."

"There is a dong. If you have a boyfriend, at least you will always wait for Saturday, you automatically memorize the same day," said Sister Husna who made me shake her head.

The two of them are often very different opinions that end in endless fighting. Fortunately, it never affected their performance. That is, the reason why I only smile while shaking my head.

"Have you eaten yet? Want some snacks?" my bargain that Jihan immediately embraced with spirit.

"Han, you can eat the same fried soto with five thousand. Still want to go?" sindir Mbak Husna before shaking his head at me. "No need, Ma'am. We just snacked earlier," he continued, which made me nod and decided to go upstairs.

As soon as I got to the top, I went straight into the room. Put my bag on the dresser and drop myself on the bed.

My body was really tired from driving. And I really need to sleep right now.

Unfortunately, the universe does not want to be friends with me.

The vibration of the flat object from the bag I had placed on the dressing table, managed to make me fail to enjoy the pleasure of winding up with a dream. With a stifled groan, I got up, grabbed my little bag and pulled out my phone.

There are two voice calls and one video call from Kenzo. After that followed by a text message that Kenzo sent.

My Luv Ken💞:

Nympe yet?

Me:

Hitherto.

Me:

Otewe bobo

even 😪😪

My Luv Ken💞:

I'm bothering dong?😳

My Luv Ken:

Excuse me.

Yeah, now take a shower

Continue in bobonya😊

My Luv Ken💞:

👋 bye2

Luv U shang 😚

My Luv Ken💞:

I'll see you later

malem😙💏

Me:

😥😥

Me:

Terossss😒 spam

Me:

👋😗😴

My Luv Ken:

😂😂

I just smiled as I read Kenzo's reply. It is intended to just reply to Kenzo's message, I did not do it because of drowsiness that increasingly berdera. Unknowingly, the grip of the phone in my hand was released and I went into my dream after.

Tbc,