
After Mela and Faizal from the grave of her grandmother Mela. They are busy preparing for the wedding ceremony which will be there in two weeks.
Two weeks, it is not a long time if we do the preparation that will be made for a big event such as a wedding.
Even though it was helped by WO for his party. But, not all preparations will be handled by WO dong. There are many more preparations that must be prepared by themselves.
Currently, Mela di accompanied Faizal, is trying on clothes that will be worn at his reception later. The clothes that Faizal had ordered a week ago, today will be tried by Mela in a boutique owned by Faizal's friend.
"Mbak Mela, want to try the clothes that were once. Because there are two clothes that I'm going to try today" said Tia, who owns the boutique.
"Everywhere is mbak, will be the same later also try also" said Mela.
"Try the pink one Mel, maybe you match the pink one" Faizal said.
"Sister, I tried the pink one" said Mela, bringing the shirt into the dressing room.
Faizal walked around the other clothes. Go back and look at the clothes that are there.
But because he walked backwards while looking at the clothes that were there, he accidentally nudged a woman who was looking at the clothes there.
"Oh.." said the woman because she felt shaken by her shoulder.
"I'm sorry... Excuse me... I didn't mean it." said Faizal while turning his body.
"Faizal." said the woman after seeing who nudged her.
"Atika." she said in shock.
"Yes.... It's me Zal, Atika... You didn't forget I turned out." said the woman.
"You've come home from when your grandmother Tika's house." asked Faizal.
Faizal looked very surprised when he saw the woman in front of him.
"Not long ago, I haven't been home from my grandmother's house" Atika said.
"You're surprised Zal, when he saw me. Why, so much has changed from me." he said.
"Yes... You changed so much Tika" Faizal said.
"No, I'm still ordinary. It's still like it used to be Tika." she said.
"Well doin... Be good... Nothing has changed from you. By the way, you're saying here. Buy clothes too." said Atika.
"I.". "just Faizal wanted to talk, but Mela came out and called him.
"Sister Faizal, what about this shirt" said Mela.
Faizal looked at Mela who had just come out while wearing a pink dress which he told Mela to try first.
Not his reply, Faizal even silent there. He just stared at Mela who was in front of him.
"Sister, how's his shirt. Beautiful no, do I wear green" said Mela.
"Eh,, you're beautiful Mel, in that shirt. I think I'm wearing that shirt. No more green clothes" Faizal said.
"So right, this shirt. What color does it match with me" Mela said in disbelief.
Actually, he did not like the color of the clothes Faizal chose. He really likes that green color. But Faizal wanted him to wear pink.
"Yes Mela, you fit in that pink dress. Beautiful. " said Faizal.
"There's no need to try the green color" said Mela.
"I don't think Mel, just pink" Faizal said.
Finally, Mela recalls what Faizal said. He went into the dressing room to change back the clothes he was wearing.
While outside, the woman was staring at Faizal.
"Who is Zal" said Tika.
"He's Mela, my future wife" Faizal said.
"He's beautiful yes. It turns out you already have a future wife now" she said in a low tone.