Not a Contract Marriage

The Power of the Burn

"Where are we going, man?" Tanya Dira was curious.

Because the husband pulled him out of the villa and immediately asked the driver to take them to a place whose name was foreign to Dira.

"Later you know, too" said Gara.

"It's still far away? I'm laper."

"Away away sir?" Ask the driver who took them.

"Master, the front turn is coming" replied the driver.

Until finally they reached the place they wanted to go to Gara. A place that looks very luxurious and classy.

"Let's go down" asked Gara.

Dira got out of the car after Gara opened the car door next to him. Like a husband who is very attentive to his wife. Gara even immediately took his wife's affection.

"What is this place?" Ask Dira again.

"The place that can prove the usefulness of the burn card." Kekeh Gara who was just in reply to a snort by Dira.

Earlier, when they had climbed into the car, Gara was constantly laughing when remembering the response his wife saw a black card.

Until Dira threatened to silence and did not want to sleep in the room. Only then did Gara become silent and did not open his voice again until Dira asked.

"Joking my wife." Because they raised their hands and kissed Dira's hand.

"What the hell is Mas? Shame to know," said Dira.

"Yes, yes, not anymore." Because giving up does not want to find trouble again with the wife.

Both of them entered the tall and classy building. Not too many visitors came. But the average person who walks into that place all looks very glamorous.

"Kok them looks like they want to go to an important event, huh Mas?" Whisper Dira on her husband so as not to be heard by others.

Because of holding back a smile hearing Dira's words. There was just this question from his wife.

"They're the average person's a sugarcane wallet."

"Well, it's really fitting that Mas. My wallet's been slashed, too."

"Oh, yeah!"

"Yes, but I don't think here selling fractional money. It looks like a mall that we come to."

"Fractional money?" Ask Gara with both eyebrows raised.

Dira nodded, while Gara grew increasingly clueless.

"What kind of fractional money? I never knew there was money called fractional money."

"Then anyway? You really don't know?" Surprised by Gara's speech.

"Yes" said Gara.

"Huh, how did Mas know there was a fraction of money? Mas family just handle all ATM cards," said Dira.

Only the girl remembered that her husband was not a person from among the people who could be like her. Even Ira's old grandmother, filled her purse with more cards than money.

Ira's grandmother once opened her purse in front of Dira while giving money to the butler in her house. Even the money Grandma gave the butler 100 thousand.

At that time, the butler only needed money to buy sweet soy sauce. But grandma gave me 100 grand. Her return was not wanted by Grandma.

Naturally her husband did not know the fractional money, son of the sultan was different, inward Dira.

"What kind of money is a wife?" Ask Gara to know.

"Money 2000, 5000, 10,000, 20,000. It belongs in the category of fractional money when ordinary people like us." Dira explained to Gara.

Ordinary people said? Ordinary make people shok the same strange new question really, Inner Gara.

"Great name of the money too. Though the money is not papa but in said fraction." Kekeh Gara's.

"Not funny." Dira pulled out his jutek face so that the husband stopped chuckling or will return the length of his business later.

Ahem ahem

"Come on, get in there."

Because bringing Dira into one of the shopping places in the building.

"What is this place? Lots of jewelry."

Dira's eyes sparkled when he saw that there were so many glittering objects from jewelry of different shapes.

"It's a fancy jewelry store" said Gara.

"Definitely expensive is it?."

Because she just smiled at Dira's words.

"Which one do you like?" Ask Gara.

"Hhm .. Good all Mas. Which one is the most beautiful?"

"Here, how?" Because he pointed at a necklace that was so beautiful .

Simple shape with one heart-shaped pendulum bright white.

"Beautiful Mas." Dira smiled sweetly looking at the necklace that was pointed at Gara.

But this time, Dira's smile really captivated Gara.

"We're going out!" The whisper of Dira makes the forehead because it shrinks.

"Why?" Ask wonder.

"It's expensive, Mas. Zero is a lot."

"Trus?" Gara did not understand his wife.

"We're going home, it's not worth it, Mom."

Just because I understand what Dira means, his wife is afraid of not being able to pay for the necklace that is expensive. But for Gara it's nothing.

"I want this necklace."

Dira suddenly saw Gara who said the word lightly.

"Baby, jang ..."

"Sst, just diem." Because of sticking his index finger on Dira's lips so as not to continue his speech.

"We look at the ability of this burn card" he continued, showing the card in his hand.

"What can he do, Mom?"

"Make all this store."

"What the hell, Mas?" Surprised Dira could not believe it.

"Look at it later." Relax Gara.

The store clerk took the necklace he wanted from the glass box.

"Do you want to try first or directly on the package, sir?"

"Try it first."

"Please."

Because he grabbed the necklace given by the store clerk.

"Here, pack the necklace. If it's good for you, we'll take this one."

Dira was silent when Gara put on the necklace that was chosen. When it is installed perfectly, Gara see how the results.

"Wow, that's amazing." Praise Gara with both eyes staring full puja his wife.

"Regularly look at it, Mom. It's not that either." Shame Dira.

"You really look amazing, Miss. We still have rings, bracelets and earrings that do pair with your necklace. If you'd like, I'll get it."

The store clerk offered Dira the whereabouts of friends from the necklace he wore.

"Take it," said Gara briefly.

"Okay, please wait."

The store clerk immediately went to pick up the thing he meant earlier.

"Not need anything else, Mom. This one is enough." Dira protests will be the decision of Gara.

"No papa, take it as a gift from Mas for you." Because he was holding Dira's shoulder.

"What gift? I'm not having a birthday anymore, Mommy."

"Gift doesn't just have to be a celebration of my wife. Whenever we want to be able to love the same gift as anyone we want."

"Suell up." Dira Pasrah.

"That's dong, same husband." Because of pinching the chin plan Dira who is pouting.

Before long the shopkeeper came with a jewelry box.

"Please look, Mister, Miss. This is all with the necklace that was a package. But if you want to buy units can also."

"I took everything." Looking towards Dira.

"You don't want to pick another one?" He hoped that Dira would choose his own people in his tribe.

"You want that, Mom." Point Dira at a glass box containing several bracelets.

"How much do you want?" Ask Gara.

"Ehm, I think ten is enough."

"A lot of ten? One my wife, later choose another model to be more varied."

"That's it, Mas. I'm going to share my family and my friends."

"Sorry, Miss. But the bracelet there's only one. Each series of jewelry in our place only provides one item. So nothing will be the same as the others, as Miss is wearing right now."

"Well .. don't be that."

Dira lost his spirit instantly.

"Don't be sad, my wife, we'll find something else." Dira nodded in agreement.