My Husband Is - Cuek

Towards the Rey Friend's Wedding Party Part 2

Rey's lip curvature flashed as I turned to look at her. Although only a glance and only a moment, it is enough to make me like flying in wishful thinking.

"Assalamualaikum." I grabbed Rey's hand and kissed her back. I pin my most beautiful smile to my beloved husband when I get out of the car.

I walked in when the car was out of sight. I'm still holding my right cheek that's pinning Rey's lip here. It feels like a dream. He did it intentionally. Looks like this flower in my heart is blooming.

I opened the clear door in front of me and stepped in.

"Can you help me, brother?" ask the boutique waiter.

"You're buying party clothes, ma'am" I replied.

"Oh, yes. Come," take her. The waiter at the boutique told me to sit down while he picked out some clothes for me.

"Let me choose myself, Ma'am," I asked.

"No need, brother. Let me just. His wife's brother Reyhan, right?" ask the waiter.

"Yes." Yeah."

What the hell, why did I become rich gini queen told to sit down she who took her clothes. Not satisfied if you don't choose yourself. Hem.

"This, we have people's clothes, there are only five pairs in Indonesia, sister. Brother wants?" bargained for.

"Where?" my many.

He walked out of nowhere and picked up a pair of cream-colored clothes. Walk back towards me casually.

"This, Brother." He put the man's shirt next to me and undressed the woman to show it to me.

I swear to what, these clothes are so ordinary. Why did Rey make me shop here. Ampuuns.

I glanced at the bandrol on the neck of the shirt. I was surprised to see a row of zeros as many as seven digits behind the number one. I saw him up close to make sure my eyes were normal.

Ten million. As precious as Dad's motorcycle.

My face completely changed.

Ah, that kind of money is just for one piece of clothes. Hixes. My soul suddenly thrashed, yes.

"In a moment, yes, Ma'am. I'll call Rey first." I smiled stiffly as I walked to the front of the shop.

I'll call Rey right away. Use the video so you can see facial features that might underestimate the money of ten million.

"Hello, assalamualaikum, Rey."

"Waalaikumsalam, why?" His face is still flat.

"Rey, I'm going home, yeah. No, buy the clothes, "I said, putting eyebrows together.

"What's wrong?" Still flat.

"Expensive, Rey," I answered softly. Afraid, suddenly the boutique clerk heard me.

"How much?" tanyakanya.

"Ten million of my clothes."

"Yes no papa, yes. I'm working." He hung up the phone. I'm just gawking.

It's true that that kind of money might not matter in Rey's eyes. Oh, I'm starting to understand it now. I gulped and walked into the boutique.

I was forced to accept that shirt. The boutique clerk immediately folded it up and put it in a box and handed it to me. Now it's time for me to pay.

"Totally, 16 million, ma'am," said the boutique cashier.

I took the ATM limp and worried. Then hand it over to the cashier. When the cashier wanted to take the ATM out of my hand I was still holding it tight. The look on the face of the cashier who had been smiling became a little upset because of my behavior. Up in berdehem. "Ehem."

Finally detached. The card had already been swiped in the small machine on the cash register table.

16 Million, gone. Oh.

I came out with a face that was really hard to describe in words. Sighs of regret repeatedly came out of my mouth.

I shouldn't want Rey to tell me to go to the boutique. Oh my God, 16 million I can bring home a duck bike. Haaah.

For a moment, I remembered what happened this morning in the car, Rey. Still ashamed of this feeling. I hope to get a kiss from him.

Haa, it's okay. He's already landed his lips on my cheek. That alone is enough to make this heart overgrown with flowers.

Tiinn... The car horn surprised me. I frowned seeing the driver open the windshield.

"Don't daydream, here, Ma'am," he said.

I walked up and opened the car door.

"Old really, Mas?" my many.

"Later I won't be a subscription, lo, same, Mas. If it's too late" I added.

"Sorry, yes, Ma'am. Bananya kempes. So, seen first leak or not. It turned out not, so just added the wind, aja," he said defensively.

Could ngelesnya.

"Make him pout. It'll be beautiful, lo," god.

"Don't flirt recklessly, yeah. Caught by the ama who has a taste."

"Hehe, yes, Ma'am, sorry." He laughed a little for a moment.

I took a cell phone and took a picture of this grocery, and gave it to Rey.

The green app is already two blue, a sign that the picture I just sent has been seen by Rey.

[Coment, dong, Rey] I sent a chat to get Rey to respond to my photo.

[I'm working] back.

The pouting face again covered my face. I looked at the groceries next to me for a moment and took a breath back.

"Mbak, why? How do you feel sad?" ask driver.

It's a kepo guy, anyway. Forgiver.

I squinted my eyes at him from behind.

"It's no business, Mas, yes," I replied.

"Well, PMS again, yeah. Sorry, Ma'am once again, sorry."

"Mas, why would there be a cop if, um, I could apologize?"

The driver was silent in a thousand languages.

"Don't talk to the police, Ma'am. Serem," apparently.

I leaned my back against the sofa of the car. Looking out the window of the car that started to enter my home complex.

Ting... One green message appeared on my phone.

[Udah I transfer money to your account. I added the nominal. Don't be gentler anymore, yes] Emot smiled at the end of the sentence.

How else, the money is gone. There's no point in being regretted. The money will not come back.

[Yes] With lip emotes and flat eyes.

Not long after, the car finally arrived in front of the house. After paying, I went down with the super expensive groceries.

I opened the gate and closed it again. I sat on the terrace chair. Flapping your hands towards your neck. The weather towards noon was enough to make sweat condense on my forehead.

I stepped towards the door and turned the key. And opened the door lazily. The door closed and I stepped into the room to try on the new clothes.

It's a super expensive shirt. Feels like a duck bike on the body.

Fitting size. Not too attached to the body is also not too dirty. Maybe this is how it feels to be top. Ever, anyway, see the artist spoiled nentengin super expensive bag. There are even those that can be made to buy a car. That's not really my style at all.

Ting... One message came again.

[I came home quickly] I smiled broadly as I read Rey's message. I don't know, today my mood is changing fast. Like the weather can change and is completely unpredictable.