SUPPOSE I EXIST
SHIRT FITTINGS
Rico's car is now in front of the campus where Sifa attended . Yesterday they promised Mama Rahayu to come to the boutique .
Given the time left before the wedding day is soon now the big family is now shoulder to shoulder preparing for the event .
Seeing Rico's car parked in front of the gate makes Sifa speed up his steps "Mas has long arrived ?".
" Not yet, just arrived . Mama's been waiting at our boutique right there ".
" Yes yes ".
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Thirty minutes of walking in traffic finally they reached the boutique where mama Rahayu was waiting for them .
Entering the boutique they are welcomed friendly shopkeepers and directly directed to where mama Rahayu is located .
" Sorry old aunt, are you waiting for us ? feeling bad for his future in-laws for waiting for his pride .
" It's okay baby, it's time you tried on your dress ". Lead mama rahayu to the locker room ,
Meanwhile, Rico is waiting for them to be ready to choose to sit on the sofa available in the room while playing his phone.
after waiting for a few minutes now Sifa came out and walked towards Rico sitting "How about Ric ? pretty not ?". Ask mama Rahayu .
Hearing his mother's question now Rico's gaze shifted from her phone screen "beautiful "humans .
" Is there no other choice Ma ? canti was indeed the dress fit on the body of the pregnant Sifa, but she felt too sexy by showing off the collarbone and also the cleavage which she thought was too low .
grinning astonished with Rico "why is it?". instead of answering the question his son instead changed to ask .
" Beautiful wants his taste, just Rico does not like the model too open Rico does not like "Rico replied gently so that the mother did not take offense .
Hearing his son's answer made Mama Rahayu understand "There are , there are still some models that mama chose Ric ".
" Dear Yaudah let's go back to try the others ", continued mama Rahayu while leading Sifa to walk into the dressing room .
Waiting for a few minutes Sifa finally came out and walked towards Rico, but what he got was just a comment saying this and that.
" Replace, too open ".
" Too Rame ".
" too closed ".
" It does not fit in your body" and there are still many comments that are not satisfied with the dress dress that was worn Sifa earlier .
Hearing the breath of Sifa makes Mama Rahayu concerned, she knows how tired Sifa is she who became a team hore aja mepek "This is the latest model yes Ric , Ric , if you do not fit anymore mama will choose the first dress earlier, you think not tired what pacing mandir change dress huh? grunts of Mama Rahayu .
Seeing the face of Sifa's soy sauce and nagging from his mother made Rico resigned only "Yes Ma "
" Let's go change 'em, if this is still wrong let it be ".
After the patience of Mama Rahayu, now the last clothes that Sif tried are attached perfectly to her body .
The white dress attached beautifully to Sifa's body with a cryatal tapir makes an elegant luxurious impression, in addition to models that use long arms limited to the elbow make the appearance more fitting .
" How can Ric be beautiful ? ".
Tepana with the look of Sifa this time so that he can no longer afford to just answer the question of his mother .
" Beautiful, ", she said unconsciously with a focused eye to Sifa .
Getting praise and awe from Rico was able to make Sifa's cheeks become blustery .
" Yes already , it's your turn to look for clothes ". continued mama kinar , waiting for this child to move hunggkin until the lebaran monkey will not run around. how the person just stay focused on Sifa .
" Mom please help my son find a suitable suit yes " . pinta mama Rahayu to the boutique waiter .
" Good madam, come with me."
following the boutique waitress now Rico has finished choosing the clothes she wears later , her choice falls into a matching colored tuxedo with a Sifa dress .
After finishing the clothes fittings now they go out the boutique and continue the destination to the nearest moll to find a wedding ring .
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Today up this once yes bestei, the author is still busy in the real world .
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