My Husband Is - Cuek

Towards the Rey Friend's Wedding Party Part 3

Sometimes spending time is a pretty confusing thing. To just play the phone lower and raise the screen sometimes also makes yourself feel bored. As a result, only a drop I can do after trying out clothes worth my father's motorcycle.

Breath regretting back kaluar when he saw the model. What a taste of people over is really unexpected.

The idea in the head is to find ways to wear makeup that is again trending at this time. I glanced at my ornamental table shortly after I woke up from the fall in my bed. There is only fuondation, powder, lipstick and some blush colors on. Too ordinary indeed. Because I don't really like being too flashy. For me, only make up during the wedding should be on.

I fad peek at the video application how to wear makeup that looks natural. Ha, still very less turned out to be the make up I had. Okay, I opened the online shopping app and intended to order a makeup tool. Ahh, I forgot. Make up it could come a few more days, while the party tomorrow.

Thinking how to get a quick make up tool, heard the doorbell on the press.

Ting.. Tungs..

I immediately ran to Dapan. I saw the shadowy figure of my husband through the window and the car that was parked in the garage.

"Assalamualaik." He said his greetings after I opened the door.

"Waalaikumsalam, happened to be Rey. I'm gonna go out for a second, you want to, yeah, get me." I put on a face so he would accompany me.

A few blinks of the eyes and a strand of smile were still attached at this moment. I'm still standing in the doorway while Rey sees me weird. Maybe he thought I was a kid asking for ice cream.

"Where are you going?" the question is to relax while entering the house.

"To the cosmetic shop," I replied hesitantly.

Rey turned around while holding her tie which she was about to take off.

"Change your clothes" he said, then turned around and walked to his room.

A smile of doubt, now turned into a smile full of happiness. I ran towards Rey before she entered her room. I hugged her from behind to make her quite surprised.

"Thank you, Rey." I turned around and went into my room and changed clothes and wore a hijab.

"Let's spout!" ryan exclaimed from outside my room.

"Yes, briefly. Patience, yes. Just wear a hijab, really," I said while pinning a pentul needle on the chin.

"Yes...!" I screamed because this needle grazed my chin.

"Why?" ask Rey.

"No papa, Rey," I answered quickly.

I came out holding my chin. This is the result if I am in a hurry.

"Come Rey," ask me. I locked the door after Rey came out. He got into the car while I opened the gate.

After making sure everything was locked, we set off towards our destination. I glanced at Rey who was focused on the steering wheel.

"Don't forget to blink, Rey," I said slightly teasing him.

"Hem" he answered briefly.

He wanted to sing this time. Hem, hem, hem.

It's getting dark. Shophouse lights and tall buildings began to live as cars passed through the streets of this busy city.

Before long, Rey's car stopped in front of a large cosmetic store. There were at least three floors right in front of us. Rey came in first and I followed her like a chick following her mother.

"Sir, Rey. Good night," said the shopkeeper. The waiter stood up and opened the door for Rey. Apparently ayu, her clothes were so neat that I thought she was a flight attendant. It turns out the shopkeeper.

I thought she was a flight attendant. Super neat.

I glanced from behind. Rey looked handsome with a small white striped black suit that adorned every corner of the suit that looked fitting.

"Come, Ma'am come with me," said the waiter. He just kept smiling at me.

I followed him who walked into the store. These eyes were immediately stunned to see the large posters of women and girls wearing them make up. Starting from thin makeup to very thick. From American to Asian make up.

"What kind of makeup do you want?" ask waiter.

Where do I know the names. Gosh darn..

"Emm, complete make up, Ma'am. I want to dance like Madam Nisa, the gambus singer lo," I explained.

He walked to a table with several suitcases there. There's a black suitcase and a silver suitcase. I still furrowed these brows because I did not understand the meaning of this servant yet.

Why sell suitcases here. As far as I know I'm at a clothing store or a boutique. It turns out there are also.

The waiter opened the suitcase valve and lifted it. How surprised I was to see the suitcase. There are mirrors and super complete makeup tools. Also various brushes and sponges to apply make up.

"This, Ma'am. If you want complete," said the waiter.

I approached and saw it from a close distance. Very good for a woman like me.

This must be the artist's suitcase, huh. Is it worth it if I have this?

"Mr?" the waiter's call surprised me.

"If, Ma'am wants this, it can be used to make up as you want. The artists on the poster can do it too" he said.

Sure enough I've been persuaded by the servant's seduction. Apparently he is smart enough to grab the hearts of customers here.

"Yes, yes" I replied.

With a relieved smile, the shopkeeper carrying the suitcase walked towards the cashier. I saw Rey sitting on the sofa in a room across from the makeup room. He sat down and played his cell phone. For a moment, he glanced at me who was standing in front of the cashier.

Rey got up and walked towards me. Some of the women in the store were glued to see Rey walking with confidence like a red carpet model. He got in front of me and took the wallet in his back pocket.

Rey gave the ATM card to the cashier.

"Three million rupiah" said the woman who finished swiping Rey's ATM.

Huh huh? Three million.

My face changed instantly. Surprised perhaps, but, that price was comparable to this item I was holding. Again, I'm not used to this. A strange life in my eyes. Small makeup on the market alone may not be up to a hundred thousand. Oh right, the lives of the upper class I can't imagine. I don't know what else will surprise me.

Rey walked out on that with me, too. I opened the back door and put make up there.

"Well, what else do you want to do?" rey asked when I just got in the car.

I nodded and replied, "No Rey. We'll just go home."

Rey runs the car. I still look at him here. From my seat.

"Why don't you use the driver, Rey?" my many.

"Males, maybe later sometime. I'm still healthy to drive myself, right."

I nodded and looked ahead.

"Do you need a household assistant?" ask Rey.

"No need. I used to be at home also fussing all over even with Mom's change."

"There will come a time when you need it" he added.

"Yes. Oh, yeah, Rey. Let's stay outside, all dinner, yuk," I asked.

"Okay," he answered briefly.

The car drove to the dining area. Maybe, this time my stomach will adjust.

Seriate...