Rahman's Love Is Not Just a Taste

Big Mall

After reaching the Mall, Rahman put his car into the basemant for parking. Rahman chose the one that was close to the entrance to the Mall. Rahman, Rahma's mother and Umaiza entered through the back road.

Rahma's mother took Umaiza and got into the elevator followed by Rahman.

Rahma's mother took her to her subscription boutique. All complete clothing styles. Umaiza immediately looked at the simple and fashionable style of the dress that was the same color as her hijab.

"Za, is there a match?"

"Nothing, the price is all exorbitant,"

"Yes-yes, Za, this is a boutique,"

"Hufth, hehehe, yes, Za forgot,"

Rahman smiled at Umaiza. The girl of his dreams sometimes looks very mature, very innocent, very funny, very smart and reserved.

"Where does Za, like?"

"Find it somewhere else,"

"Darling, I love to buy here. Umaiza will not be disappointed with the models and materials. Here the model is limited edition," explained Mother.

Umaiza paid no heed and waltzed into looking at other models.

Rahman immediately took the 1 pcs that Umaiza saw and gave to the boutique employees to be separated.

Umaiza saw another model with Rahma's mother. It was done the same as before. Rahman did the same.

Ibu Rahma bought clothes she liked and 1 pcs for Umaiza.

Umaiza saw some long bergos and a long rectangular veil and took them into a basket.

"Yuk, Mom,"

"Yes, wait for me to pay first,"

"Good, Mom,"

"Za, don't you buy the clothes?" ask Rahman.

"No, sister, try it at another boutique,"

"Is this just this?"

"Yes, Brother,"

"This give it to, Brother,"

Rahma's mother is done. Umaiza and Rahma's mother are out, now it's Rahman's turn to pay.

"Umaiza all the way to the bridal boutique,"

"Yes, ma'am, but Umaiza is hungry" holding her stomach.

"A, Umaiza. Yeah, come on, let's eat first. Let's wait for Rahman to come out,"

"Thank you, my dear mother," hugging and kissing Rahma's mother.

"This umaiza, isn't shy about kissing Mom in public?"

"Why should I be ashamed, like this mother, if I kiss Kak Rahman just shy, hehehe," Umaiza chuckled

"Eheeem, brother's name is in the air,"

"Sir, Sis, not Za, but Mother," Umaiza dodged

"Why blame Mom?" trying to defend himself.

"Yes-yes, huh. Za, that's wrong, but Za's not talking about an ugly sister anyway,"

"Yes, I believe, Za, the future wife who is sholeh is willing to vilify her future husband" said Rahman.

"Yes, Za's future husband, this is very kind and trusting.

" Come, want to eat or want to talk?" ask Rahma's mother who feels like a mosquito between them.

"Eat, Mom. It's worms already on demo,"

Rahma's mother walked first to the foodcourt, Umaiza and Rahman followed from behind.

"Hungry, Za?"

"Yes, sister, very hungry,"

"So not breakfast?"

"No, Brother. Just breakfast bread and milk," in his potent style.

Rahman rubbed Umaiza's head.

Rahma and Umaiza's mother sat in the corner, Rahman ordering food. For everything and the drinks too.

Rahman sat beside Umaiza.

"Rahman is planning to do some shopping?" ask Rahma's mother

"Yes, Mom,"

"Died anything?"

"Dead of clothes, interior and also mukena,"

"Oooh, are the others there?"

"Already, Mom,"

"Alhamdulillah, for her WO let Mother who seeks. Now live a wedding dress and shopping that has not been made as much."

"Alhamdulillah, his WO from Mom, Za," Rahman smiled.

Umaiza silently did not respond to Rahman's remarks.

"When are you planning on going to the parlor?"

"If it's Sunday, how about it, Mom?" rahman.

Umaiza nodded.

"Yes, I can, we'll get there, everyone,"

"If Mother, meet Mother and Father, In Shaa Allah on Saturday,"

"Okay, we're waiting at home,"

Rahman looked at Umaiza who had not spoken.

"Za, why?"

"The food is long coming, Za, very hungry," answered Umaiza plainly in a very slow voice.

"Patience, dear, soon to be done," said Rahma's mother soothingly.

Rahman saw Umaiza was already not powered even just to speak to be worried.

"Umaiza do you have ulcer disease?"

Umaiza nodded.

"Wait a minute,"

"Where are you going?"

"To the pharmacy for a moment,"

"Make what?"

"You're gonna buy some heartburn, for a second,"

Umaiza nodded.

Umaiza's face turned pale instantly.

Rahma's mother bought something edible to prop her stomach up Umaiza, before the order came.

Rahma's mother saw there was marrow porridge and immediately paid and brought it to the table.

"Yes, ma'am" his voice was very weak.

Rahman came with a liquid ulcer medicine and mineral water. Rahman gave it to Umaiza and immediately drank it.

Soon the drug reacted. Umaiza is back again.

"Son, I'm shocked. From now on, if hungry, say. At home is the same, although it is not time if you are hungry to eat alone,"

"Yes, Mom. Thanks, brother,"

"At home should make minimarkets, so if Za is hungry, just take it."

"Ide, that's good. At home sister will make yes," with a typical smile.

"She's,"

Food comes. It's stored on the table. "Please enjoy" said the waiter.

"Thank you" Rahman replied.

Umaiza drink first.

And everyone eats without a sound.

"Sister, don't pray first?" Ask Umaiza after she finished eating.

"Yes, in a minute. Wait for the food to come down."

Rahman went to the mosque, Umaiza took Mom to the interior shop. And brought the luggage bought by Rahman.

Rahma's mother took Umaiza to a store that sold interiors. Umaiza picky-pick interior. After that Umaiza brought it to the cashier and paid for it.

"Already, Mom,"

"Here you go."

Rahma and Umaiza's mother came out of the inner shop. Then I saw a shop and a prayer mat. Umaiza invited Rahma's mother to go look around.

Rahma's mother followed from behind. Likewise with Rahman who was wryly looking for the whereabouts of Umaiza and Rahma's mother.

When she saw Rahma's back, Rahman chased her from behind. And come into the store.

"Za, very fast steps," complained Rahman.

"Sister, have you finished your prayer?"

"Already,"

"Sorry,"

Umaiza looked at Mukena and took what Umaiza said was good and his prayer and Quran.

"Here, give it to your sister, please,"

"Well, sister," Umaiza handed it to Rahman.

Rahman paid and left the shop.

"Now stay in the wedding dress,"

"Yes, Mom," Umaiza said.

Rahma's mother brought her to a wedding dress boutique that was very famous. Umaiza hesitated when entering there surely the model will be luxurious, and the price is certainly exorbitant.

"Umaiza come on, come in?" take Rahma's Mother.

"Yes, ma'am" said Umaiza doubtfully.

Rahman nodded his head to convince Umaiza.

Umaiza stepped into the boutique.

"Za, what does the dress look like?"

"Za, want the model of the dress slightly loose part of the chest and the bottom want mayung Kak, the hood is long too. Simple model,"

"Well, if the model is not in the mannequin, then order it,"

"Yes, Brother."

Umaiza took a look at the wedding dress attached to the mannequin and it turned out to be true. The model is luxurious and does not use a hijab.

A servant approached Rahma's mother.

"Corn, Mom. Can anyone help?"

"My daughter is looking for a wedding dress model wants simple but still looks luxurious and there is a hijab too,"

The waiter looked towards Umaiza.

"Let's come with me, I'll show you a collection of wedding clothes that shar'i."

"Thank you" we all followed the waiter inside.

And it turns out that Umaiza wants to have someone ready, Umaiza also immediately likes to see the clothes.

"How about this dress" pointed the servant to Umaiza.

"Yes, Mom, can. Can I try?"

"Please, in the dressing room yes, Ma'am,"

Umaiza went to the dressing room and her clothes were taken by the waiter.

Umaiza came out after changing her clothes and showed them to Mom and Rahman.

Rahman did not blink at all, looking at Umaiza in that bridal gown.

"Sssstttt," said Rahma's mother to resuscitate Rahman who did not blink at all to see Umaiza.

"Eh, Mom," Rahman was embarrassed.

Rahma's mother nodded towards Umaiza as a sign that her clothes were very beautiful.

Umaiza returned to the dressing room to change her clothes.

"Is it right, Mommy?"

"Already, Ma'am. Fitting on the body,"

Umaiza went back to where Rahma and Rahman were.

"Bak, if it's for the men, is there?"

"Some, ma'am, we did make a couple of boys and girls."

"May, you try with her future husband,"

"Sure, Mom. Wait a minute I'll take it,"

"Good,"

Rahma's mother Umaiza and Rahman sat in the waiting chair. This boutique also provides good service, where customers are given a snack and cold drinks.

The servant came and gave his clothes to Rahma's mother, Rahma's mother gave them to Rahman.

Rahman immediately headed to the dressing room and changed his clothes and immediately came out to show Umaiza and Rahma's mother.

Rahma's mother nodded and Umaiza gave her thumb.

Rahman returned to the dressing room and changed into his original outfit.

"How, Ma?" ask the waiter

"How's Rahman?" return to Rahman.

"We take it, Ma'am. Coincidentally his clothes fit in our use there is no shortage."

Rahman to the cashier and pays using a debit card. And his clothes were taken by Rahman.

Umaiza, Rahman and Rahma's mother immediately decided to go home. Because I feel tired. Shopping can be another day.

Now just wait for Mother, WO and to the orphanage. For KK and KTP Umaiza has been managed by local RT.