Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant
Chapter 152: Because of the Dress
"I'm married, and have a wife siri."
That speech, made Hazel whipped a new spirit. Now, there was a goal he had to complete. The gaze of empty eyes with the sound of loud laughter echoed through his room, "Hahahahaha, I can finally get a reason to come back to life."
Geck!
Geck!
Geck!
"Zel, open the door" he said softly without giving voice emphasis.
Whatever Gio's voice is. Hazel doesn't care, the woman is enjoying the rest of her frustrating self. Slowly, the spirit in the flames of revenge began to burn his soul. Time passed like a gust of wind.
Two days before Samuel and Ocy's wedding. The whole family has gathered and occupied the hotel where the event took place. Because they do not want to be too tired pacing and anticipate the drama of the bride and groom late. So, all the family members in Boyong stayed at the hotel for three days and four nights.
Bintang Andhara Hotel became Papa Angkasa's choice. While the WO Gemilang party who handle each event later. Two days will be a family togetherness with a series of harmonious and sacred events. Even so, Sam and Ocy remain in a period of pingitan.
Some members are already in pairs. Ocy must room with Nara, while the others have roomed with their respective partners. This morning, the whole family's agenda was to try out clothes for the engagement that would be held at night.
The women had gathered in a special room that provided all the dresses Ara request design. Not much different from them, the men must also accept the busyness so as not to be exposed to the nagging of the wives. But in the midst of that happiness. Al with Bunga still did not show the trunk of his nose.
"Ma, why does it feel so tight? The dress is uncomfortable to sit on." complained Ara sulking, making Mama Bella glance at the sharp designer.
While the one glimpsed scratched his head. Though not itchy. She forgot, right now Young Miss is pregnant and has to make a special design in order to be comfortable in any condition. The guilty smile on the designer's lips is enough to explain. That woman must have forgotten something important.
Mama Bella helps Ara remove the rope on the side, then looks the daughter-in-law's face back to normal, "It's comfortable? If you don't let go first. Let it be allowed, again."
"Better, Ma. Too bad, so it doesn't look pretty, but it wants to be rich, Ma." Ara pointed towards the model photo that was clearly displayed as a poster in a magazine that was open on the table.
Mama Bella tries to see. Who knows could grant the son-in-law a small request, but was immediately stunned because the photo Ara pointed to was a photo of Hazel. His ex-daughter-in-law. Not wanting to arouse suspicion. Mama Bella cleared her throat, making her son's wife rush to find water.
"Mama, have a drink. I'm sorry, because of Ara ....,"
Mama Bella gulped down the water while looking at her daughter-in-law who was too innocent and kind. After feeling good enough, then the glass is placed on the table. Suddenly, one unexpected move made the glass containing half a glass of water spill over the magazine.
"Mama's okay? Let it go, look at Mama's wet hands." Ara panicked, even though only her hands were wet, "Mba! Why bengong? Hunt or something, grab some tissue or something."
Ara's worries were excessive, but it became a haru taste that had been missed by her mother-in-law. The designer must try to control himself. Every time I face young lady. His heart was always jumping.
Mama Bella smiled faintly. "Son, it's just wet. Don't freak. Now you need to rest, yeah. Kinara, come!"
Ara sighed because she had just regained consciousness. It is true that there are no wounds. Why, since pregnancy. Emotions are erratic, even trivial things have triggered extraordinary panic. Especially if someone suddenly gets hurt. Like the other day, when Bryant's finger accidentally scratched the glass.
She asked her husband to go to the hospital. Instead of taking P3K to treat wounds that are only half a centi long. Foolishness always coloring the household with his family. Since becoming pregnant, everyone has become overprotective.
Indeed, he was increasingly acting recklessly. Although he was repeatedly reminded. Thank goodness no one was disturbed. Moreover, feel objection due to his ignorant actions that often come uninvited.
Kinara who had just walked out of the dressing room and returned dressed casually. Walking over to Ara and Mama Bella. "Yes, Madam. Can I help you?"
Not willing to leave her dress. Well that's what's currently seeping into Ara's mind. Like a voice that has telepathy. Bella shook her head. When Ara's lips advanced by a few inches. Precisely it reminds him when pregnant Bryant first.
Self-conscious because Ara's behavior is exactly like her. "Son, go! You can wear the dress, but let go when you feel uncomfortable. Understood?"
"Can, Ma?" Ara asked with adorable eye work, when she got a nod of her head. The sweetest smile, "Come on, Nara. We go back to the room, inget ya. You promised me you'd give me some blueberry yogurt soup."
After saying what she wanted and making Kinara shake her head resignedly. Ara walked away from everyone. "Missy, excuse me. The boss ma'am had already charged a promise." said Kinara, then walked after Ara who looked so excited and cheerful.
Bayangin deh, Ara wears a princess-style dress with a floral design of Indonesian kebaya materials. But the woman's feet were running barefoot. Don't imagine it, because it just looks weird. Moreover, the two of them walked in the hallway of the hotel, even some hotel staff who accidentally passed each other had to hold a smile.
The departure of Ara and Nara, made Mama Bella look at the designer sharply. The woman is ready to give a hard ultimatum. "Cabin! Sit." Sit."
The designer lowered his head with walking footsteps. The atmosphere of the room turned cold instantly. Notah what will happen, but certainly the mistake because of the design is not right. Moreover, the young lady was uncomfortable with the dress she gave her. That's what the designer had in mind.
While Mama Bella snatches the wet magazine, then rips without the heart of Hazel's photo. Then make a ball out of that piece of magazine paper, "First and last warning. I don't mind the design you made because it's fixable. Only one of my problems."
Dag.
Digs.
Dugs.
The sound of a heartbeat sounded quite loud from the designer's body. The sexy woman could feel the anger of a mother. What exactly is wrong? Why rip up magazines? Strange, but the tense situation he experienced still continues.
"Hazel Laurent's. If you still want to own a WO business. Be sure not to use anything related to the woman. Get rid of everything that has a label or comes into contact with a night woman like an immoral model. Understand?!"
The deg!
What the hell does that mean? What happened to Hazel? Wasn't it, the woman was a famous model with many achievements. But why are the eyes of his clients filled with anger and hatred? Is because it is still common in the world of business people. So, the ins and outs of his clients are much bigger and deeper than they seem?
Prooque!
Prooque!
Prooque!
"Haloo! Are you listening to me?" mama asked Bella after clapping to restore the designer's consciousness.
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