Sekar (The Owner of Hearts)

Preparation

8 Months Later..

Vast

Mas Harsa ❤

Which one would you choose?

His eyes were round when he saw the picture that Harsa had sent. The red gush on his face at this moment would have been shameless to come out just like that adorning his face.

Before long his phone again rang indicating a call from Harsa.

"It's a long bales" said Harsa across the street, but just a few minutes ago the message appeared.

"It's just about to be baled.."

"Everything is bought so that it can be changed every day."

He swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Change every day? So every day, after getting married she has to wear her night office clothes every day?

He shuddered in horror at the thought of that. It is certain that after she legitimately bears the title as Miss Harsa, her nightly sleep will always be disturbed.

"Yes, it's up to me." that's the answer that came out of his mouth, it does not want to let alone surrender.

"Smart wife, can't wait to see you wear it." seduced Harsa while laughing softly. It was fortunate that this time was not a video call, so Harsa could not see her face that must have turned red.

"So go with mom, right? I'll see you at the coffee shop."

"Yes so, it's ready. Yes mas, this means I went to be escorted by a driver, yes, do not need to drive yourself?"

"Yes, then immediately down the coffee shop. Hate-hato yes dear, ask for the same expensive mama. Drain the money." said Harsa while laughing which made him also chuckle.

Currently he and also mama Priska are already in one of the shopping centers in Jakarta. Indeed, he only went alone with his future father-in-law at this time.

"You will choose what you like. Don't you know what your taste is?" mama Priska said with her leisure, very different from her who was even nervous when entering the famous diamond shop.

A man greeted them as they began to enter the store.

"Waahhh, good day, Miss Priska. Can anyone help?"

They looked familiar, surely mama was one of the loyal customers in this place, her inner self.

"Hello, there's dong ! Exit all your collections that one set, later let my son choose himself. Anyway good yes ! Don't want anything ordinary." tell mama Priska to the man while sitting in the front seat of the storefront.

It did not take long, there were about 10 sets of jewelry with different models in front of his eyes at the moment.

He swallowed his saliva again, then glanced at Mama Priska who was staring at him.

"Well, which one do you like?" mama Priska's smile that looks very no burden to tell her to choose jewelry at a fantastic price according to her, made her even more stunned.

"You want that one?" his head nodded slowly, honestly he was afraid that what he chose was the most expensive price.

"My son wants this one."

The man then looked at her, as if researching from top to bottom.

"He's Harsa's future wife. Want to marry in two weeks, I will give you the invitation." said mama Priska who seemed to know the meaning of the gaze.

"Oalah, his future wife Harsa, deserves to be very beautiful. Yaudah, I'm ready for this ma'am."

After waiting for a few minutes, the man came back with a piece of paper that must have been a purchase note.

"This is ma'am, a set of jewels with this series code. A total of three hundred and fifty-eight million, six queens of thousands of rupiah."

His eyes suddenly rounded perfectly when he heard the row of numbers spoken by the man.

Mama Priska handed the black atm card to the man as if without burden, even though he who saw it was dizzy.

"Wait a minute ma'am, I'll get the machine back here."

His hand immediately clasped his in-laws hand, making mama Priska stare in confusion at him.

"Mama, it's expensive. If not, how about me?" whisper to be heard by the officers there.

Mama Priska looked at him half stunned, then chuckled.

"What the hell are you? Mama will be outside."

Finally they came out also from the most horror place for him, a place that was able to test his adrenaline. Although he currently holds Harsa's personal finances with a fantastic row of numbers and several Harsa assets whose price is also no less fantastic. But for him the price of the jewelry still makes his head dizzy.

Maybe at this time he should start to get used to the fantastic array of numbers in his life. What does it feel like to be a rich person who always buys goods without considering how much it costs first?

"Tradition in our family is indeed Sekar, telling the prospective daughter-in-law to choose her own goods according to her wishes."

As she wishes? It's not her wish, Mama Priska who forced her into that place of horror. If his own desire anyway, in an ordinary gold shop is enough, his mind.

"Ma, but it's expensive. The goods from the mother made Sekar from yesterday if in total already nearly 500 million you know ma. Not the one from Mass Harsa. Dizziness me ma if you look at the price." honestly that makes mama Priska laugh more.

"Iiihh.mama even laughed.." his grunts glanced at Mama Priska.

"Newly you know the gini, prospective cousins Harsa even enthusiastic when invited to expensive shopping. You're a big manyun." explained Mama Priska.

"You don't remember, you're not Mr Abinawa's son now? You are two weeks away from being his wife Harsa Dewananda, you have started to get used to the lifestyle of Harsa if it is out there. Even though the reality is you know yourself, we eat at the restaurant stalls aja also can." continued mama Priska and then back to enjoy their lunch.

He could only sigh, shouldn't he be happy as a woman because he could buy anything regardless of the price? But in reality, he still had to adapt even though he had lived with the Harsa family for almost a year.

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