ONE ENOUGH

CHAPTER 2: PETITE BOITE

Gita's question has not been answered by Baskoro but the man has passed to the mother who called him.

The kiss on Baskoro's cheek coincided when Gilang exactly passed next to the couple.

Silang plain, where ever had such thoughts about someone's relationship. All he knew was that mom was a call to a woman who had given birth to a child. But, seeing the Baskoro cheek scene in that kiss, Kok Gilang even surprised ya. Is there still a relationship between mother and son? thought Gilang.

"Where can you go?" tanya Gilang approached Gita who was tired of going around in the outlet.

"Ga there's a matching a'. Next time, a'a deal. Neng cape muter." Gita said she held her eyes on one of Louis Vuitton's famous brand collections. But Gita knew herself Gilang's wife now was not only the son of the sultan.

Not to mention his frustration meeting his ex at the time of his appearance I took off after work.

"Which beautiful sister took what?" asked the woman to Baskoro's mom.

"Where's that? bewildered. Two of them only. It's the same." His words thrust two bags with a classic model, typical of aunty go diamond arisan in general, exactlybselera mama Indira.

"Heeiii want to go home...? just lookin' at? not buying it?" Chirps mami Baskoro, whether it's a question, a statement or a mockery for Gita who has only been holding and then removing a bag.

"Mas... which brand is the latest model? that can be relaxing, that doesn't make it to the office." Tanya Gilang to the wooden man earlier, pointed at the LV branded bag rack.

"Bentaar is ganteeeng." The flirtatious man was pleased to be greeted by Gilang.

"Like the LV. Bentar, Kinan get it first huh mas handsome." Next again half ran and flew towards the storage area.

Gilang and Gita exchanged glances, hearing the man say his name is Kinan, whereas his name tag reads Kunanto. Ah.. bences mah free times yes, do not have to go to Dukcapil also to improve the name and birth certificate.

"This ... this. Kinan guarantees meow, make the look of the latest model ketceeh mbaknya issued by Louis Vuitton, Petite Boite. It can be on the sash, too. Small small cayenne pepper, just make taro wallet, hape, also mirror n small comb yes cyiin. So that our appearance is always beautiful awake. Niih, in Jakarta new Nagita Slavina you use the ori kayak gini. Cuuus in the betel nut deewwh." Puanjang and wide dong si Kinan aka Kunanto was promoting its sales.

"That's really funny. Tiny, cool." Praise Gita with sparkling eyes.

"Likes...? Wrap it up mas." Gilang ordered the creature so be it.

"Oouuuhhhh siaap babe." He said carrying the small bag with one index finger parallel to his shoulder to the cashier.

"A'a." Hardik Gita on Gilang. He knows it's the latest edition, ori anyway. Gita could not imagine how many rounds to play tonight to pay the price of the bag, if Gilang asked to be paid with excellent service.

He had already pulled Gita's hand to the cashier right next to Baskoro and her mom was making the payment.

"The total is Eighteen million rupiahs. There's more brother." Saying a friendly cashier to mami Baskoro.

"It seems like it's quite old." His reply was friendly while laughing sarcastically full of ridicule at Gilang who was now standing in front of the cashier instead.

"Fifty-seven million eight hundred thousand rupiah, mas. Any more additions?" Said the cashier in front of Gilang.

Ga panic?

Ga panic?

Panic dong...!

Wanna run? lmpossible

Cancel purchase? more shameful

Finally a steadfast smile and sure enough, all that he put out for his wife sincerely now, will be replaced by God many times in the future. Amens.

"Any more neng?" tanya Gilang kalem, even though the knee joint has weakened almost paralyzed to hear the price of the bag, really equivalent to the cost of 2 semesters if he took S2 later.

"A'a. That's it." Answer Gita who really did not want, really want but the prestige of it, because Baskoro and his mama were also able to hear clearly the price of the bag that I would buy for him is very fantastic.

"OKAY. That's all mbak." Said Gilang thrust a black card in his hand.

"Makasiih A'ayank." said Gita friendly to Gilang who directly put his hand on the pinng Gita.

"Everything dear." Reply Gilang happy.

"Thank you, ma'am." Gilang's last greeting was kindly to the cashier on duty that afternoon. Then it went to the exit.

And that friendly scene did not escape the envious gaze as well as the admiration of Mami Baskoro. He thought that the couple could only see when they were at the outlet. It turned out to be able to buy a bag that was even twice as expensive as the bag he bought.

"Your college management is so rich, is it Bas?" miranda asked Baskoro with a slightly irritated face.

"Hmm. good." Baskoro answered while opening the car door for her mother.

"Where is college?" The soul of kepo Miranda is getting curious.

"English." Reply Baskoro who is already behind the wheel.

"You're a British graduate?" Miranda even just found out if her mistress had studied abroad.

"Ga.." answered Baskoro briefly.

"She said college?" Miranda's still looking.

"Bas.. enter doang, but ga finished mi...Hehehe." Gelak Baskoro laughed at himself.

"Where?"

"Yes... Bus only ever attended the same University as him. But it's not done." Clearly again

"Why?"

"Busy."

"Work?" ask Miranda again.

"Sell yourself." Whisper while stealing a kiss on the cheek of the mother met the gedenya.

"Hahaaaa. Still want to be a college boy, mami support deh." bargained to his dark lover.

"Ga wants to. It's good college with mom. Why go to college, find another job. It will be little time with my dear mother. Bus can't live without mom." Oh God, Baskoro's hand even had time to sneak behind the skirt of a woman who was almost the age of her mother.

Just stirred up the old woman's feelings, if Baskoro always wanted so much. It was as if a palanquin with a body was starting to reot it. But, financially speaking. Don't ask anymore. Now Baskoro does not need any more trouble in the affairs of the family, from the apartment, the car and even the monthly money always flows into his account.

On top of that, when he came into contact with women this age, they never demanded marriage. For the matter of biological satisfaction, he could not buy a young woman who is fresher than his mamm.

Seriate...

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