The Love of the Culun

Visit Rani's bouitique

UNITED STATES

After parking her four-wheeled vehicle in the parking area, Ariana immediately widened her legs entering a lecture building, where she held a special knowledge in the field of FASHION, in one of the prestigious universities in the United States.

A smile continued to be engraved on the face of the future mother, as the two legs carried her into the building. Until a voice call from one of his college friends, Jane, stopped the step immediately.

"Airina..."

Turn around, and find Jane running over to him.

"You always look beautiful Ariana, even though your stomach is getting bigger, and that makes me envious," With a glance of her fingers, gently caress Ariana's distended belly.

"it's her presence in me, which makes me even more beautiful." A small smile framed on his face, and a sense of pride when mentioning his prospective fruit.

And let's go in, Miss Milye must have entered the room a little more." With Jane's hand, as the two legs step back.

The boisterous atmosphere colors the room, especially the room majors Fashion Designer. Ariana, and Jane set foot into their room, and sat in their seats, which happened to be next to each other. The students were still talking, when the Lecturer who was waiting to start their lecture activities, had not yet arrived. But immediately they scatter across their seats, upon the arrival of the female Lecturer whom they call Miss Milye.

"For everyone..."

"Morning..."

"Has the task I gave you, to design spring fashion, completed..?" He asked, with a little scream.

"It's Miss Milye.." Answer them, simultaneously.

"In that case, immediately collect so that I can see your ability to design clothes, in accordance with the season that is sweeping this city.

One by one they stepped forward, to collect the results of his spring fashion design, on the Lecturer. Likewise with Ariana who does not want to miss, to collect the results of her spring fashion designs on several white sheets of paper.

"This is Miss Milye, my design." By putting a few sheets of white paper on the table, which has been filled with pictures of fashion models, in accordance with the request of the Lecturer, and back to visit his seat.

But at once the footsteps came to a halt, as Milye called out to him.

"Ariana, come here."

The two legs that were about to step back into his seat, immediately turned back in direction.

"What's Miss Milye?"

"Are you the one who designs these spring outfits?" With an all-questing look, it looked at the black-haired woman.

"Yes. It was me who designed it."

"Aren't you lying to Ariana??" Ask again, to ascertain the truth of what Ariana said.

"Why would I lie to you, Miss? it was indeed a picture of my design," he answered, convincing the four-headed woman.

A smile rose on the blonde woman's face, and the eyes were so intense as the two eyes stared at every piece of paper Ariana had filled with her designs.

"You're so talented Ariana? I am so amazed by your spring fashion designs. And I'm sure if this is made of clothes, it will be very hard sell in the market. Especially the upper class, or Holywood celebrities who really like models like the fashion you draw. And I'll bring your design, to famous brands like GUCCI, or LOUIS VOTION, maybe they're interested. But that's if you don't mind, how's Ariana?"

The happy raut was plastered in the face of Asia Ariana, when she heard what was offered by the Lecturer, to make the two bolamata instantly glassy, due to the taste haru.

"Of course Miss can, of course she can," With a nod, representing that she agreed.

Milye developed a smile on her face, as she looked at Ariana's expression.

"Then give me your HP number. So that if they are interested in the results of your design, they can accommodate you Ariana. Who knew they were interested, and offered to do the cooperation."

"Of course Miss," By directly giving her HP number.

A smile continued to expand on the beautiful face, until at a glance he wiped his tears that had dripped, because it was too happy.

"Ariana. you are very good.I'm sure you are the result of your design, will definitely be accepted by the famous brands,"

"Hopefully, Bryan.." Araa answered, to her man.

The two legs led him down each row of stairs, to the floor and bring his house. While on the second floor, the footsteps stopped immediately, as his eyes fell on his aunt's room. There is guilt in a Zain, who for how many days has neglected the existence of his Aunt Celine.

And when she found out the whereabouts of Ani, who had just come out of her Aunt's room, the man with the sharp gaze, decided to ask her butler.

"Aunt Ani.." Call her, when the woman was about to go down the stairs.

"What's up, sir?" He replied, with both feet stepping over to the handsome businessman.

"Is Aunt Celine inside?"

"Yes sir, Mrs Celine is in her room. And he's sick."

"sick..?" By raising both eyebrows, upon hearing what Ani said.

"Yes, sir, the lady is ill. And he kept crying about the cause, I don't know."

Zain dissolved in his own thinking, thinking of his aunt who had not been met for several days, let alone hearing the middle-aged woman was sick, and continued to cry making various thoughts raging in him.

"Whether it's that she's sad, and to what extent it hurts me, or because she misses her daughter." Zain slammed, trying to guess.

"Are you going to see Mrs Celine? it's possible to meet you, could reduce her grief."

The breathing heaved heavily, upon hearing what Ani had offered her. And it was undeniable that he missed Celine so much, the woman who had been taking care of him since his parents were gone. But remembering what Celine had done to her household, making resentment and heartache instantly re-emerge in the handsome man.

"No, Aunt Ani, I'll see her next time. Now I have to get to the office, because this morning there's an important meeting." The pembitannya, by passing it by.

****

The four-wheeled vehicle, drove in the middle of the crowded city of Jakarta which has shown at eight in the morning. The breath sounded heavy, thinking about the state of his ailing aunt. But at the thought of what Celine was doing, it made the heartache re-excite within her. Slowly open the window of the car, to enjoy the morning view of the city of Jakarta, just to drive away the anxiety in him.

Re-leaning his shoulders on the back of the chair, and thinking back to his goal of meeting Rani, to ask the whereabouts of the ex-wife.

"Adammit.." Call him suddenly, which broke the silence that struck in the four-wheeled vehicle that was speeding.

"What's up, sir?"

"Is this clock, Rani's bouitique already open?"

"Already Sir.."

"Then turn the bow. I want to see her right now, to ask where Ariana is right now.

"What about the meeting, sir?"

"Cancel it. Because after all the information about Ariana, and my future son is much more important." Answer, in a tone that sounds firm.

"Good sir." Adam replied, turning the opposite direction towards Rani's bouitique.

****

The four-wheeled vehicle, driven by a Zain Pratama, has been parked in front of the boutique with the R logo on the front wall. The sturdy body was immediately leaned out, when the car door was opened by the secretary Adam.

Tidying up his slightly torn clothes, and by putting a masculine aura on his face, the two legs stepped confidently, as they entered the boutique.

Instantly, the eyes of those in the bouitique were fixed on Zain, when he found the existence of the businessman.

Deliberately pretending to cough, as all eyes stared at him without blinking.

A female employee immediately stepped foot over to Zain, as well as Adam when he discovered the existence of the businessman.

"Good morning sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

Adam immediately approached, to try out what the female employee asked.

"Good morning too Miss, we came to this kebouitique because my young master, wants to meet the owner. And is Miss Rani already in place?"