Mars For The Corruption
The Part 19
Boutique Aluira.
Kejora stared at the row of wedding dresses and kebayas lined up neatly in the storefront and also in a mannequin. He approached one of the dresses, then saw the price tag on the dress.
"Hhh ...! Forty million!" The cruelty shut her mouth, with both hands.
"You why?" Dila who was doing the last fitting, on the dress that he would wear at the wedding of Mars. Directly staring at the Kejora.
"Here, the price of the dress makes me hang." The humor of the Kejora, with a stiff smile.
"Oh .. I thought you were why!" Dila refocused staring at her reflection in the mirror.
After finishing fitting her dress, Dila approached Kejora who was seen flipping through a magazine.
"Kejora, try wearing this!" Dila pointed to a dress brought by a female employee.
"I .." Kejora pointed to himself, looking at the dress with a puzzled look.
"Of course you are, Jupiter time!" Dila laughed while shaking her head.
"But for what, Aunty?"
"Of course to wear! Time to eat!" Seloroh Dila's.
"Aunty, I mean -- "
"You're wearing it fast!" Dila draws Kejora's hand, and asks the boutique's workwoman to bring Kejora to the dressing room. And a few minutes later. "Well, that dress is perfect for you." Exclaimed Dila, staring at Kejora from top to bottom. The long dress is broken white, with a pearl accent at the top. Makes the Corruption look very graceful.
"For me?" Ask Kejora.
"Yes, for you."
"But Aunty, I don't have the money to pay for it." While in the dressing room, Kejora had asked how much the dress was worn. And how shocked Kejora, when he knew the price of the dress was twenty million rupiah.
"You don't have to think about it." Dila smiled at Kejora.
"But, Aunty." The cruelty that felt bad, tried to reject it.
"I'll take this dress!" Seru Dila, at the boutique. Not caring at all about the rejection from the Kejora.
"Listen Kejora! Consider this dress, Aunty lent it to you. Don't you need a dress to come to the wedding?"
"Eh, yes. I don't have any good clothes for Aunty's wedding." The monologue itself. "I wear clothes." He felt very confused, on the one hand he really needed the dress. But on the other hand, he felt very bad if he received the dress.
"This .... " Dila handed me a paper bag containing Kejora's dress.
"Aunty I feel bad, I - "have not been able to continue his words, Kejora was surprised by the voice of a beautiful woman who walked towards them.
"Mom ... " Venus kisses and hugs her mommy body.
"Why is it coming!" Dila patted her daughter's arm.
"It's usually mom, Dad Aiden keeps me in the company." Venus said, pointing at the beloved Daddy who was walking towards them.
"I won't hold my daughter, if her job is done." Aiden pulled his daughter's nose in a fit of rage.
"Daddy ... " Squealing Venus, rubbing her nose with an annoyed face.
Dila and Aiden immediately laughed, seeing the vexation on their daughter's face.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Aiden kissed his wife's forehead.
"Sorry accepted ...! But you have to replace it with a word I Love you." Dila rolled her eyes.
"Me to." Aiden Sahut.
"Not Me to, but I love you."
"Me to." Aiden is deliberately flirting with his beloved wife.
"You are this ..." Dila pinched her husband with anxiety.
"I love you." Said Aiden, hugged his wife and kissed Dila's lips gently.
"Mom, Dad. Can't not make fun of me in front of me!" Protest Venus, with her lips pursed.
"No ...!" Aiden and Dila answered at the same time, then laughed again.
