My name is Maira

mami Mita Shop -

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At about ten in the morning, the car driven, arrived at the main highway solo highway.

Dimas then stopped his car in front of a large shop that lined up.

Mami, mbak dina and I got straight out of the car.

As I descended, I could immediately see a very spacious shop, covered by a row of cars in front of it.

The shop is two-story, and there is a fairly large billboard, on the right side of the wall.

The billboard reads "BY-BY KHAS SOLO MANGKUNEGARAN", and there is a small capital letter below it, saying "since 1965".

The writing of the billboard was shared by a small old shop and a grandfather, who stood smilingly in front of the small shop.

When I asked my mommy, she replied that it was my late great-grandfather.

I immediately concluded, if this store, is a gift shop that has been managed by the family of dimas.

Mami Mita then took me to invite me inside.

Once inside I could see the usual stack of snacks I met easily in the gift shop in the area jogja and solo, only in the mami shop, the number was more.

Various brands of bakpia lined and stacked in front of the entrance, welcoming every guest who stopped by.

The store is very crowded with visitors this Saturday.

Incidentally this week, children are on school holidays, so tourists from various regions who come to Jogja, generally also stop by solo.

In the middle of the room there is a glass shelf containing various foods and sweets.

Around the wall there are five stacking racks, containing chips, and other solo souvenirs.

Mami employees in green clothes, back and forth serve shoppers in every corner of the store.

Although there are already two cashier tables for visitors to make payments, but still visible queue at the cashier table.

Dimas and mbak dina directly joined the mami employees, to help them.

My mother took me to the second floor.

On the second floor, I was greeted with batik cloth that had been lined up on the statue.

I could immediately feel the quality of the original batik writing, when I touched the batik cloth.

"This is the original batik write all the noodles", I asked my mother.

"There are some batik prints, but mami put them on the rear hanger" replied mami while pointing towards the right corner on the second floor.

The second floor is not as crowded as the lower floor, but it can still be seen some visitors are sorting and choosing batik.

"I've arrived" asked the beautiful girl who approached us and immediately stood beside the mother, then she kissed her hand.

"Dimas said today follow ya mi", he asked with sparkling eyes.

"Yes, he's under auxiliaries" replied the mother to the girl.

"Maira, know this zahra, this zahra working together mami has been long enough" said mami introduced the girl standing next to mami.

"Zahra, this is maira, dimas' girlfriend" mami mita told zahra.

"Hi, call rara aja" I said.

Zahra then shook my hand with a face that was no longer cheerful.

Zahra smiled, but I could feel her eyes if she didn't like me.

I didn't really care about it, because my mom took me to her office.

"It's good that mommy is always busy, the shop is this crowded" I told my mom when we were in the office, which is also a break room for my mom and her family.

The mami office is about thirty square meters in size.

Once inside, there is a sofa and a glass table in the middle of the room, then a mami work desk located near the window.

"Emang in the story that her mom is always busy" asked my mom.

"Yes dimas always said that when I go home solo, my mom is rarely at home" I replied with a smile on my mom.

"Dimas must go to the store and help mami to be able to spend time with mami" I added.

Mami smiled at me and started to open the documents that had been piled up on my desk.

"Mi, Rara can see the store no", I asked the mami who had begun to sit and ready to work.

"May, maira later if you need anything please zahra yes", pinta mami to me.

I kissed my mother's cheek, and walked out of my room.

I went around looking at the second floor from front to back.

I saw some batik dress that caught my eye.

My eyes immediately sparkled as soon as I saw there was a red brick batik, with a white pattern hanging on the shelf with sweetness.

I immediately tried it on the room fittings, and it turned out to fit me.

I felt beautiful as I looked in the mirror.

As soon as I got out of the fitting room, I saw a new dimas going up to the second floor.

I immediately waved at dimas, but dimas did not see me.

I then saw Zahra walking towards dimas, zahra immediately spoke with dimas, and she looked quite serious.

I came to them, and Zahra stopped talking as soon as I saw her approaching.

Then I wrapped my hand around the dimas arm, when I was next to the dimas.

"Darling, you didn't see me wave my hand over there" I said, pointing at the angle I meant.

Dimas then said goodbye to the zahra, when I asked dimas to see me try the red-brick batik that I like.

"Where" I asked in the dimas when I came out of the fitting room.

"Dear to like" asked dimas.

"Like it, but want to see the others as well", I said staring at the hangers containing the dress, with motifs and designs that are intended for teenagers.

"Yes it's a pity to be picky first, later if you already tell me yes", said dimas while pinching my cheek with both hands.

"I want to find my mom first, keep coming back down" dimas told me.

Dimas then walked out of me and into my mom's office.

One hour I've sorted and picked batik-batik on the second floor.

I was confused about choosing one of the two dresses I liked.

My eyes cannot go from the two of them.

One was the red brick I saw first, and the other was a very pretty green tosca.

The unit price of the dress is quite expensive for my pocket.

The quality is very good, but my money is not enough to buy both.

Finally I decided to return the tosca-colored dress to the hanger, and tidied it up.

"Goodbye, hopefully if I come here again we still meet, I will save as much as possible until I can finally take you home" I told the tosca-colored dress.

I felt like the dress was reluctant to make me take it off, but of course I was reluctant to let go of the dress, because I wanted to be greedy to have both.

With a heavy heart, I finally walked to the cashier with a brick red dress that I chose, then paid for it.

Then I put the dress in my bag, and went back to my mother's room to drop my bag.

When I went down to the first floor, dimas looked very busy, he was busy picking up items on the top shelf pointed by the buyer, until he was unaware that I was next to him.

Dimas immediately smiled as he turned around, and saw me already nearby.

After lunch break, dimas and mbak dina are busy again, because the store is getting crowded.

Because I wanted to be close to dimas, I helped out and became a dimas assistant.

The afternoon sky turned dark quickly, the rush in the shop made time pass without wanting to slow down.

Mami called us to dinner at exactly seven.

We ate at the mom's office, at the table there was already chicken and goat satay and drinks for us.

The family favorite of dimas is goat satay, so I'm the only one eating chicken satay.

"Oh mami is happy to have maira here" said mami, on the sidelines of her dinner.

"Often play ya ra", pinta mbak dina with a friendly smile.

I just smiled at them.

"Maira's tired" asked mami.

"If maira is tired, maira rest at the office of mami, we will go home at nine" said mami.

"No, even rara seneng can play around here while helping dimas", I replied cheerfully.

I looked at dimas and smiled, dimas grabbed my hand and grabbed it.

"Dina became cold in her twenties again mi" said mbak dina to mami after seeing my behavior and dimas.

"Your time is past din" said mami with a laugh.

"Mi tomorrow dimas want to take a game before returning to Jogja" said dimas ask permission from mami.

"Just want to take a tour around the city solo mi" said dimas, when he saw his mother frowning.

"Not late at night" pinta mami.

"It's only until afternoon, five o'clock we've gone straight to jogja" dimas replied.

Mami agreed and went back to eating.

"Tomorrow you so invite the grandchildren to the waterpark din" asked mami to mbak dina.

"So mi, it has been charged continuously because it is the same rania", replied mbak dina.

Rania is the eldest child mbak dina, rania also has a sister named arya.

I've never met them, but dimas likes to talk about them and show me pictures of them.

We then continued to eat dinner, while hearing my mother tell me about the problems in the store.

Although the store closed at 9.30 pm, but mami equally mbak dina always go home at nine pm, and submit to the employees mami to close the store.

Papa Seno was chatting with mas zaki, the husband on the porch, when we got home.

Ma'am dina then pampered back to mami and papa.

Me and dimas decided to go up to the room after greeting mas zaki.

Once I got to the dimas room, I went back to try the batik dress I chose.

Dimas knocked on the door and then went into the room to pick up a change of clothes.

"Where, good not", I asked on the dimas while spinning in front of the dimas.

Dimas then approached me and kissed me.

"Kok didn't say that so take it" asked dimas.

"Dimas was busy, so I made my own decision" I replied.

"Mommy must be mad at me, if you know you're paying for this dress" said dimas.

I just smiled at the dimas and kissed the dimas lips.

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