Let Me Choose

Preparation of application 2

"Mas Prabu, what the hell is stopping here? is Pekalongan Plaza still far away?"

"Who wants to go to Pekalongan Plaza? I just want to be with you to celebrate our victory."

"What victory? don't bother me ah."

"In your house we're always together, but I can't even hug you or kiss you."

"Weird this Mas, we are no longer the process what harm we are patient?"

Dr. Prabu slapped his left hand next to Retno who was sitting next to him, without understanding Retno welcoming him, but Dr. Prabu immediately pulled him until they were close to each other and almost face to face.

The atmosphere became quiet...

"I just want to congratulate you Retno, if you're going to propose tonight."

"Thank you for being such a special person in my life."

Dr. Prabu opened the seat belt or seat belt in his steering chair and also opened the seat belt in the seat where Retno was sitting next to him.

"Retno I love you, soon we'll be officially engaged, and our parents will decide our wedding day."

"Yes, Mum."

"Are you ready to be my wife?"

Retno smiled and nodded, a gentle kiss on Retno's lips that were glazed with a smile became a difficult pagutan to come off and stop.

The lips of both became wildly unguided and deeper into the warmth of the small bites and slowly, in rhythm with their irregular heartbeat.

Their bodies were blocked by the raised handbrake, but it did not prevent the two from enjoying each other's vibrations of their hearts, and the expression of feelings through real touch.

"I can't wait."

"Sssst..already Mas, let's go again embarrassed to be afraid of seeing people."

"No, in a minute."

Retno only resigned when her lips became the center of exploration, and enjoyed the warmth of the sensitive touch, until Retno was out of breath and pushed the body of Dr. Prabu.

"Oh, I have dong..."

"Five more minutes."

"No ah."

"Frequently sincere dong, do not feel compelled."

"I'm scared."

"Fearful? afraid what?"

"Fear it."

"Yes, but connected?"

"Oh!"

Dr. Prabu rubbed Retno's lips with her soft finger, then rubbed her cheek, fixed her seat back and put on her seatbelt.

The car drove back to the largest shopping mall in Pekalongan. The mall was founded in 1994. This mall is located on Jalan Nusantara Pekalongan - Central Java which is on the east side of Pekalongan City Square.

Dr. Prabu was invited to the shopping center for knick-knacks typical of Javanese Mall-class traditional clothing dominated by batik-batik and accessories, Retno wrestled spoiled next to the hands of Dr. Prabu.

Javanese custom clothing is identical to batik cloth, kebaya, rags, striated clothes, beskap, kemben for women, as well as black robes made from velvet, and, for official events such as engagements and weddings as well as family events and other cultural customs.

"Mas, I want a memento of our engagement, I want to add my custom clothing collection yes all the same Mas Prabu as well."

"May you just choose, is not your family's gallery keu only?"

"If the traditional clothes are not there, it's special trinkets batik and batik cloth not yet so."

"Oh."

"Mas, batik is recognized as one of the important cultural identity of Indonesia you know."

"I know."

"Even UNESCO designated Indonesian batik as Masterpiece of Oral and Intangible Heritage of Humanity whether in what year in its inauguration I forgot again heee..."

"As Indonesians we should be proud and it is a must to preserve his heritage." Dr Prabu also chose according to his taste.

"Well, in addition to batik there are other Central Java traditional clothes that need and uniqueness is no less trend Mas."

"What's it like?"

"Yes, yes yes..."

"But nowadays, Central Java custom clothing has been worn in everyday activities like this striated shirt, I love to see people wearing this shirt and my Father is so proud to wear it."

"I'm also happy that Retno, like she has her own charisma, chose for me a standard and modern model, and I'd be proud to wear one too."

"Nih Mas, look at some types of traditional clothing Central Java with all its elegance.

Previously, this traditional clothing was only intended for nobles and important families or special occasions that were luxurious and classy. With the changing times, now many people wear kebaya and striated clothes in everyday activities."

"You do deserve to be marketing in your family's company, the knowledge of traditional cultural trinkets is so complete Retno, should not be out of the economy first."

"Yeeee..so don't you see Mas Prabu dong?"

"Maybe we will be found in other ways and ways Retno."

"I don't want to talk about that anymore. We are destined to meet, and unite despite trials, obstacles that we have passed or have not yet passed."

"Dear, sometimes I forget, there is only our happiness." Retno nodded.

"Retno right this is a modern kebaya, choose this dong you must be graceful with kebaya like this, where is the suit for the guy?"

"Mas, this traditional clothing originally belonged to the culture in Java and Bali, but with the advantages of various cultures and regions, kebaya began to spread widely throughout the region. Each place has a different view of the kebaya, but it is generally made of thin fabrics, such as silk, thin cotton, or translucent nylon decorated with brocade and embroidery."

"Yes, I love something like this."

Retno chose some modern kebaya stelan unique according to his taste and his partner for dr Prabu model beskap patterned and plain so that his rags at home a lot of collection Romo with his mother.

Once it's done they go home without going anywhere else. Because already in the message of Retno's mother, prospective fiancee couples do not wander first.

On the way home the car stopped again, Retno looked at Dr. Prabu with suspicion and frown.

"Don't fuck around, Mas ah."

"I still miss Retno."

"We'll see you every day."

"But I'm not happy today."

"I'm also happy, Mas, but we don't spread happiness on the streets like this."

"I just want to look at your face. In your house I can't do anything."

"Don't lie, I know your eyes are so mischievous looking at me all the time."

"Haaa.tega you judge me naughty."

Dr. Prabu's hand pulled Retno's body back to get closer.

"You're almost mine now Retno, I can't wait to see you wear these clothes."

"Prophey of it."

"I can't wait, for this one." Dr. Prabu pointed at Retno's lips.

Back they fenced for so long, and stopped not because they were satisfied, but because Retno felt it was enough, and the time went by.

Retno's face met a red hue, either because of shame or because she felt guilty about herself.

The car drove back they were silent in silence without a sound, only the roar of the car carried both in wishful thinking and delusion respectively.

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