
Zahra was stunned, inexhaustible with her husband's attitude. Although Zahra only worked briefly at her mother-in-law's boutique but she knew very well that the clothes on display in this boutique were nothing that cost under a million. Moreover, the one Dion chose was in the area of clothes that cost over ten million. Making his misquin soul thrashing, the article all this time Zahra lives in simplicity. He was not used to excessive luxury.
"I bought everything hanging on this shelf." Dion pointed at the shelf with clothes hanging there. There were two salesmen trailing behind Dion, carrying every outfit Dion chose.
Zahra hurried over to Dion who was already standing in front of the cashier.
"It's either payable or it's free." asked the cashier's young girl.
"Pay." Dion was about to pull out his wallet but stopped because Zahra was ambushing.
"Not so buy mbak, the clothes are returned to their original place."Zahra picked up all the clothes lying on the cashier's desk. Hugged it tightly.
"Well, why Ra?..." Dion's forehead wrinkled in confusion but Zahra instead gave a disapproving look.
"This is an expensive shirt. The total could be 100 million more."
"Teruuuus?" lips of Dion monyong.
"Silver will have the same debt Papa makes business capital, rather than the money in the squandered is better to pay the debt. Nyicil." great-grandson of Zahra.
Dion took a deep breath and then exhaled. His hands held Zahra's shoulders.
"Ra, this is my mom's boutique. Even if I pay a lot, the entrance of my parents' account. I'm the only child, so the money will go back into my pocket someday, because I'm the heir. Not just an inheritance, but the scenario will stay that way. Let's say we play house. Even if you know where the path is, stay as you should."
"But, sis...,"
"Sstttt...." Dion covered Zahra's lips with his index finger, so that the lips behind the veil clenched tightly again.
"With the happy heart of the wife, the sustenance of the husband will be smooth. My efforts have started to go, there is income. Let me make you happy, my wife."
"Just be by your side, I'm happy, brother."
"Ah, cook it anyway. I was so moved." Dion chuckles after poking Zahra's chin.
"Aaaww." one Capitan landed on Dion's waist.
"Don't buy them all" said Zahra.
"Teruuu."
"Become clothes without asking for my opinion, I take some of what I like."
"No, no, no, I like everything I choose."
"I don't want to wear it." Zahra still does not like waste, whatever the reason.
Dion relented, sitting sweetly on the sofa shaking his head. Paying attention to Zahra and the women rearranging the clothes that Dion chose. Zahra paid attention to the price bandrol and chose the cheapest price. He only took 1 shirt.
'Crazy, behind it all. Next time buy clothes do not have to invite Zahra.'
Dion approaches Zahra, blocking Zahra from returning a beautiful dress to his wife.
"This is not behind" said Dion.
"I want to take you to my friend's wedding. And from now on you will be more often I invite to attend every event. I'd like to show you that I already have a wife."
"Who is married."
"Relations."
"Oh, my Great Brother."
"Eh, you're here!" Dion and Zahra turned around, looking at her mother who folded her hands on her chest.
"Yes, Ma." replied Dion and Zahra compactly.
"Tumben." Both of Mama's eyebrows raised.
"Buy clothes for Zahra."
Zahra looked down embarrassed, squeezing her own fingers, not feeling good with Mama. Because Dion bought clothes that were very expensive.
"Oh, for Zahra. Pick your clothes." asked Mama.
"Udah dong, Dion paid with private money." Dion smiled spoiledly, revealing a row of white teeth.
"Udah, don't pay. Think of it as a gift to your dear mother's daughter-in-law." Mama gave her sweetest smile.
"Ah, is that right ma? This is serious, right?"
"Yes. Seriously."
Dion took one more shirt from the hanger and brought it to the cashier.
"Free, Ma." said Dion. Zahra tugged at the end of Dion's shirt. She felt awkward about her husband's attitude.
"Yes" replied Mama smiling while shaking her head to see the behavior of her son. Dion enjoys Zahra's adorable demeanor.
Karyawati came carrying a large crackle bag containing sweet rujak.
"This, share with all employees." After taking 3 packs of sweet rujak from the crackle."It's honey, take it to Mama's room." she said to Zahra.
Mama Kartika gave a voice to one of her employees and gave the order to share with all her employees. He happened to buy more.
"I transferred the money to my mom's account." Dion whispered into his ear to his mother's ear.
"Sweet, duh duh duh.." Dion's ear in the jewel of the mother.
"Don't like the wife." said Mama.
"Mistake your own clothes do not want. I don't think Dion could afford anything to buy a shirt."
"I should be grateful to have a wife doesn't matter."