Teacher's Love Formulas

CHAPTER 43

"Well, so you don't have a plan to buy? Yeah, I'll see you later tonight." then Fara turned off her call with Ayla. He was unlikely to set off on his own because the weather every day was erratic.

Fara exited the room and looked at Aslan who was sitting in the living room while staring at her laptop screen. Fara was now sitting next to Aslan who made Aslan turn his head.

"Hmmm, is Mr Aslan busy?" asked Fara hesitatingly.

"No, why? Want anything?" Aslan looked at Fara. More and more Fara was getting used to talking to him.

"May I buy a dress for tonight's show. I forgot yesterday." said Fara.

"could. I'll be ready for a minute." Aslan closed the screen of her laptop then she stood up and moved to her room. And so is Fara.

Moments later they got out and headed for the car parked in front of his house. "We went to my family's boutique. Usually the stock there is complete, rather than the muters in the mall later you are tired."

Fara nodded her head. After they got into the car, moments later their car started to go.

"Hmm, Mr Aslan did allow me to dance with Arsyad?" ask Fara because Aslan did not discuss the dance at all.

"Yes. He's the one who asked me for permission as his farewell."

Fara doesn't know it anymore. They were both silent for a while.

"You just enjoy the evening with your friends. Because those memories will someday be very precious. Moreover, that moment will not be repeated."

Fara nodded her head again.

Moments later, Aslan stopped his car in front of a luxurious and spacious boutique. They got out of the car and entered the boutique which was immediately welcomed by the boutique employees.

"You're looking for a dress" Aslan said.

"Yes Sir. Please over there. Many of the latest models." appoint the employee while driving them both. After that, he left the two of them to be free to choose.

Aslan and Fara walked towards the array of dresses on display.

Fara's eyes sparkled. The dress in that place was all good, she was now confused about choosing it.

"What color is the Dresscode?" asked Aslan who was now standing beside Fara.

"White." Fara was busy choosing some white dress.

"Do you like simple or glamorous?" ask Aslan again.

"I like the simple."

Aslan chose a series of hanging dresses. Then she took a chiffon dress. "It's suitable for you. The material is comfortable to wear too."

Fara saw the dress, smart also Aslan choose a dress that is very in accordance with his wishes. Length below the knee with the arms of the Korean model, and certainly the chest is not too low.

"You try first, it looks like it fits on your body" Aslan said as he attached the dress to Fara's body.

Fara took him to the dressing room. It didn't take long, Fara came out of the dressing room and showed it to Aslan. "It doesn't fit? You see, the stomach is like a gini pres"

Aslan walked over and smiled. "Beautiful." That one word only Aslan said because Fara did look very pretty.

Fara just smiled shyly. "Just take this." Fara went back into the dressing room to change her clothes. Moments later Fara came out of the dressing room and walked over to Aslan who was still sorting out some dresses.

"Far, don't you guys buy another dress?" ask Aslan.

Fara shook her head. "I don't really like to wear a dress other than an official event."

"Loh, Aslan." call a middle-aged mother who is now walking closer to Aslan. "A long time you're not here? Same Tasya?" the mother looked at Fara. It turns out he was wrong. "Eh, I'm sorry about Tasya."

Fara smiled as she nodded.

"When married? How come you don't tell me, or at least order a dress here." The boutique owner's mother laughed.

"Indeed, there was no reception, yesterday was only a qabul only so we did not order a dress" explained Aslan.

"Have you got the dress? Or find another. Usually when you come here to shove."

Aslan smiled slightly. That's his past. When he's trapped in the wrong love. "Is there a dress for pregnant women?" ask Aslan.

"Udah, pregnant? Well, the real tokcer." the mother now grabbed Fara's waist and showed her some dress for pregnant women. "Kirain you used to be the same Tasya loh. But I prefer this wife of yours. Adem. Fits just as well as you." then the mother took a beautiful tosca color dress. "Nih, one of the maternity dresses. Not pregnant is also good. There's a rope that's coiled around the waist. Just adjust."

Good anyway. But basically Fara does not like to wear dresses.

"Yes, take that. Next time we have another show we'll be here." Aslan now grabs Fara's hand and invites her to walk towards the cashier.

Actually Fara was still curious about Tasya. Aslan had never mentioned Tasya's name in front of him.

After they finished paying, they both got out of the boutique and got into the car. A few moments later Aslan's car had driven.

While in the car Fara just fell silent. Although he was still very curious about Tasya, but he was prestige to ask.

"I never told you about Tasya. But for me it doesn't matter."

There was no reaction from Fara, but Aslan kept telling him about Tasya. "The story of my past. My relationship with him ended long before I knew you. She's married too and now I've forgotten her too."

Fara made no comment but her curiosity has now disappeared.

"Would you eat first or go straight home?" ask Aslan.

Because the daytime air was quite hot, he suddenly wanted to drink the smothies in Ayla's cafe. "We went to Ayla's cafe, I haven't had smoothies in a long time."

"Where?"

Fara shows the way to Ayla's parents' cafe. After arriving at the parking lot they immediately went down and entered the spacious and luxurious cafe.

"It turns out this cafe belongs to Ayla's parents. I've been here a few times." Aslan's story was short.

"Tasya Same?" ask Fara as she passes.

Aslan only smiled a little because it was true. But looking at Fara's expression made her smile.

Fara snorted annoyedly and then sat on the chair while looking at the menu, even though she had memorized the cafe's flagship menu.

Why am I suddenly so upset? What memamg mood pregnant women easily change gini?

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Honestly, the author is tired. Need a spirit intake.

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More precisely the funding.. 😩