
"What does that mean, Opa?" asked Arion.
"You're gonna try on a wedding suit with Eiza at five?"
Arion rubbed his face rough. He really did not understand why Opa Yogi had always forced him to do this and that. The first requires him to manage a property company that is not his duty, and the second forces to marry a volatile girl named Eiza.
Indeed, if you think again Eiza is a pretty girl, but her fierce and childish nature makes her unsuitable to be a mother. Yes, she needs not only a wife but also a mother for Nania. Because, since the baby Naina never felt the affection of a mother."
"Opa, what's that supposed to be?" arion asked, his eyes rotated.
"Of course you have to, because you're getting married."
"Ck, why is Opa so imposing a will?"
"Because Opa wants your messy life to be more organized. By marrying Eiza, the Gods, Nania, and the company will be saved. There's been no need to protest much, now Opa will check your work today. After that you can go to the store."
Arion just grunted miserably. If this was the case, then he would no longer be able to refute the will of Opa Yogi. But suddenly Arion got an idea. At the boutique later, she would ask Eiza to cooperate since they were both reluctant to get married.
***
Lazily, Eiza parked her car in the boutique yard. The moment he stepped in, a young woman immediately greeted him.
"Are you Miss Eiza?"
"Yes, I'll choose the wedding dress."
"Then come with me, Miss," said the young woman."
With a lethargic face, without the slightest spirit Eiza stepped up to follow the woman. She was immediately ushered into a line of wedding dresses lined up there. Because Eiza was basically lazy, then there was not a single wedding dress that caught her attention.
"Hi, Eiza, I'm Vivian, your grandfather's friend," said a middle-aged woman who approached Eiza.
"Hello, Aunt Vivian."
"Is there a dress that caught your attention?"
"Not yet, Auntie," said Eiza shaking her head.
"Alright, then I'll show you some new collections. Who knows you like it. By the way where is your future husband? Why hasn't he come yet?" ask Vivian.
"Hmmm, he is busy, maybe not coming" replied Eiza.
Honestly, she wanted to tell Vivian that it was better that Arion would never come because she was allergic to seeing the man's face. Or he hopes that Arion will succeed in persuading Opa Yogi so that the two of them do not need to marry. But Eiza's desire was destroyed when she heard the sound of footsteps behind her.
"Who said I didn't come. Doesn't the bridegroom also need to choose a bridal suit? Do you want me to appear in front of the altar in a T-shirt?" timpal Arion from behind.
Suddenly Eiza turned her body, and glared sharply at Arion. While Vivian was giggled to hear the words of the grandson of her friend. It seems that Arion is down to the hilarious and joking nature of Opa Yogi.
"Arion, welcome. You're getting handsome and handsome now. You two are a perfect match, a compatible couple," praised Vivian with a sparkling look. The two praised ones grieved each other in their hearts. They were both tired of hearing these words.
Vivian then called one of her employees to take Arion to the suit and tuxedo section. Surprisingly, the man refused.
"Sorry, Aunt Vivian, I'll be here first to choose a dress for Eiza."
Both of Eiza's eyes were perfectly patterned.
"You want to pick a dress for me?" ask Eiza parroted.
"Of course, honey. I'll intervene by myself so we don't need to take long here. Auntie, please show me these dresses for my future wife" Arion said casually.