Love the Perfect Master

Perfect Master

"Kia, I'm going to Bandung tomorrow? Sorry for going forward I will often bother you Ki," said Medina.

Medina is calling her best friend Zaskia who lives in Bandung and Medina plans to stay at her best friend's house. In addition, Medina will also work at Zaskia's boutique to meet her needs later.

Zaskia and Medina have been best friends since childhood. Because when Medina was very small once lived in Bandung so they became friends until now. Although Medina has moved to Jakarta, they always send news so that their friendship is so lasting. In the past every school holiday Medina always to Bandung and meet Zaskia. And there was actually another person who wanted Medina to meet. Who knows, Medina had forgotten. Because after a long time he left Bandung, so returned the wanted people he said moved abroad.

"Yes*D*arl, relax why? Just like who I am" said Zaskia. Zaskia already knew about Medina's current state, so she didn't ask much when her best friend asked for her help. He was happy to be living with his old friend

"Em, what are you going to ride here? Riding buses? I'll pick you up at the terminal, okay?" ask Kia again.

"No...No need, I was escorted there with Mas Ray. So don't pick it up. Just prepare a room for me," replied Medina a little embarrassed to say the name of the man who was now in her heart.

"Woww..who is it? I think I missed the news. It seems like the name has never been uttered from your mouth before," asked Zaskia curiously.

"That's it, I've sent you the same message. I told you that there was a man who helped me. He was so kind Ki. I feel like she is the angel God sent me. At least when I fell, when I lost my way, there was him who gave me strength. I am so grateful that he is beside me. I don't know what would have happened to me if he wasn't around. He's well-established good-looking, he has no flaws. To the extent that I felt he was the perfect master." Medina explained with excitement.

"Wow ... perfect master? I became curious. Uh Me, you smell that?" ask Zaskia.

"What the hell are you talking about? Smell what?" medina asked back because she felt the words of her best friend were not connected. Indeed, sometimes Zaskia who looks graceful in front of others can look very funny when dealing with Medina. In the presence of Medina, Zaskia had always been herself without having to keep the image of being rich.

"Bau-smell of love. hahahaha." There was laughter across there.

"Kia .. My ear pain know?" Medina frowned slightly as the sound of her best friend's crybaby laughter filled her hearing.

"Yes, yes sorry. I guess I can estimate that you're in love with that guy, right?" kia Goda.

"No," denied Medina.

"Alah. I know, you can't lie to me Me. I didn't know you for a year and two" Zaskia said.

"What the hell? He already has Ki's fiancee. After all, they will be married soon" replied Me grudgingly. He looked disappointed and sad on his face.

"Before the yellow janur curved there is still a girl's chance," said Kia with a joke.

"Udah ah, add ngaco talk to you," said Medina closing the call.

"Sir Perfect. That's a good fit, isn't it a call?" muttered Me slowly afraid of being caught by the person he nicknamed. She smiled in light of the nickname she had made for Ray.

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"Have you a hand, Me?" Ray offers help to Medina who is packing her suitcase.

"No need to Mas. Medina could do it," replied Medina smiling.

"You're still angry because I stayed with you last night?" ray asked gently afraid of offending Medina.

"What the hell, I'm not angry? Ray was not wrong. Medina last night was just a little dizzy and nauseous. So I'm sorry I left Ray's mas and didn't touch the food that Mas Ray prepared. I'm sorry I disappointed you" replied Medina feeling guilty.

Ray nodded, but inwardly he was sure Medina was lying. Finally he chose silence not to continue a long debate with Me. He did not want to bring up things that could have made Medina angry with him.

"What time are you leaving?" asked Mommy suddenly entered the room whose door was open, surprising the two of them. Fortunately, they don't talk about sensitive things to talk about.

"It was not afternoon like Bun. Three o'clock maybe," Ray replied. Mother nodded in understanding.

Mother's gaze and attention turned to Medina who was arranging bras into suitcases.

"Wait for Me, Mommy wants to see." Mother approached and took the bras that Medina was preparing.

"Yes Allah Me .. You will not breastfeed your child?" ask Mommy to look angry.

"Why? you don't know? pregnant women should not wear bras that look like this. Later ASI will be difficult to come out Me," Mother's advice.

"Sorry Bun, Medina doesn't know." Medina lowered her head feeling guilty.

"All bra with no clothes on. You bought a new bra without wire. Well ... like this one .. good," said Mother beaming.

Ray who was still there listened to the manak conversation and the mother became embarrassed. His face flushed for a moment.

"Ray .. here!" mother's orders.

"Yes Bun." Ray stepped forward hesitantly.

"Here's Ray!" mother pulled Ray's hand so that Ray sat next to her.

"You're gonna buy me a wire-free Medina bra like this? Try to hold it!" Mommy thrusts a bra without wire to Ray whose face has warmed up.

"Ray, Mommy said hold. Bra wife herself why should be embarrassed? Let you know later if you want to buy a new bra for Me like this don't get me wrong." Mother held Ray's hand and moved her daughter-in-law's finger to massage the soft cup bra without wire.

"Ah, yes mother." Ray was nervous, Ray was really embarrassed to hold a bra belonging to the woman he had just done.

"Good, are you staying yet? Mommy wants to cook for lunch, before you go to eat first," said Mother left them both. They both just agree.

"Ray, don't forget to buy a Medina bra like that!" the mother's orders turned back before coming out of the door. Ray looked at the bra that was still in his hand with the occasional squeezing cup bra as exemplified by Mother.

"Mas Ray," Medina grabs Ray's bra and hides behind him in shame.

"This one wants to be told by Mother like that" said Medina with a red face from anger and shame.

"M-Sorry Me. I don't know how to refuse." Ray was nervous because he was actually no less embarrassed. His heart was racing as if he was about to jump out.

"Oh my goodness ... Medina doesn't think I'm a pervert, does she?" inner Ray.

"Oh my goodness .. so ashamed. My bra is held by the person I like, "inner Medina.

Both of them sat quietly covered in an awkward feeling. A few minutes later Ray went to the balcony to avoid awkwardness and to neutralize his crazy heartbeat. While Medina returned to focus on compiling her goods. So that the shame disappears even though his mind is still fixed on the person on the balcony.

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