The Love Rhyme of Kawa

SCK 43: My woman

"I'm sorry Miss.who had to do the re-fitting to really make sure if the size of the shirt fits your body" said a female employee with a very friendly.

Kawa, who obtained the information, asked Zahra's family for permission to bring Zahra here.

"Yes that's okay" replied Zahra no less friendly. One of the very beautiful canal dresses was in front of Zahra, a very beautiful dress in cream color, with a bead patch and also a sparkling crystal stone.

"Well, is this fitting, are you comfortable Miss?" asked the official after slightly shrinking the size of the other clothes worn by Zahra.

"Don't press the body too much, I'll be uncomfortable"

"Oh well, this way?" the officer is correcting. Fittingly, Zahra nodded.

"None"

Zahra saw her reflection in a wedding dress in front of the mirror, Zahra felt like she was dreaming. This dress is too pretty for her. Kawa who saw from a distance not far from Zahra also seemed amazed by seeing the beauty of Zahra. Makes him almost forget to blink.

After finishing with the fittings, Zahra again approached Kawa who was now busy reading the magazine, not realizing that Zahra was nearby.

"Yuk" Zahra asked. Instantly Kawa gasped and saw Zahra with a change of clothes.

"Surgical done?" Kawa.

"Had" Zahra replied as she nodded lightly.

"Already Sir, forgive us if you have to ask for time from Mister and Miss to fix her wedding dress. One of the other officers bowed to Kawa and Zahra who were preparing to leave the place.

"No problem" answered Kawa.

          Zahra put on her seatbelt, she sat next to Kawa who was holding the wheel.

"I haven't discussed this directly with you bang" Zahra opened the conversation after the car drove.

"Huhms?" Kawa cleared her throat and looked to the side, looking at Zahra.

"So brother was one of the leaders of that big company?"

Kawa smiled faintly, although Zahra already knew, but the girl was only discussing it now. Indeed, they will soon get married, but they also do not every second give news or just haha hihi through a mobile phone.

"I'm scared" Zahra continued.

"What are you afraid of?" Kawa looked towards the crowded street.

"I'm afraid I can't keep up with who my brother is"

"I never asked you to keep pace with who I am, for me, enough of you are beside me" Kawa looked at Zahra while throwing a smile.

Zahra was silent for a moment, the man beside her, the same man she had met when she first met was indeed no different. Men who remain polite.

"That's one of the reasons why I don't want to be exposed" Kawa chuckled. And now he can no longer avoid his true self.

        Kawa and Zahra are greeted by a waiter who opens the door at a fancy restaurant.

"Again accustomed to eating in luxurious places?" Zahra looked towards Kawa as a different servant pointed out a place for the two of them.

"Mother Irah how are you?" Kawa smiled. Zahra patted his forehead, Mak Irah's stall was the first place they made the story. "That historic place" whispered Kawa who was greeted with laughter by Zahra. "And I was there yesterday"

"Oh yeah?"

Kawa nodded, Kawa pulled out a chair for Zahra, after Zahra had sat down, then she pulled up the chair and sat down opposite Zahra. A waiter gives a menu list for them to choose from.

"There's no difference between me, right?" Kawa seems to be asking a mild question, Kawa herself is actually a bit worried about Zahra's assessment of her.

"Cock hopefully?"

"And I can't prove it yet" Zahra didn't want to lose, then she chuckled again. Simple things that Kawa had never felt before, joking with simple language as well. "How are you Blue?" ask Zahra.

"That's a boy..." Kawa rubbed her face violently, in the presence of Zahra, Kawa had completely become herself. It doesn't always have to look as formal as a leader.

"Why?" Zahra looked at Kawa's face with a serious look.

"Excuse me" saw 2 waiters coming with their ordered food. Their conversation stopped.

"Thank you" said Zahra.

"Good fun" said the waiter before leaving.

"Why?" Zahra repeated her question.

"Like a mute brawl" Kawa shook her head.

"What time?" Zahra did not seem to believe.

"Seriously" Kawa sipped the cold drink that was in front of her.

"Then?" Zahra seems interested in the unique Blue.

"Udah, I love a bodyguard like this" Kawa raised two thumbs of her hands forward.

"She's wearing a bodyguard?" Zahra seemed to be in disbelief, there were people who everywhere had to have such an escort.

"Let's not weird anymore, anyway it's still a good thing he's not reported the same as the tabokin, emang rada-rada that boy" Kawa shook his head.

"Is his brother like that too?" Zahra covered her mouth with her right hand.

"Oh No, her brother is a very home-grown child" Kawa patted her chest, really with Zahra now she is really being herself.

"Not really my brother?"

"Lecture him, rasain today he's the same bodyguard"

"Happy very much" Zahra chuckled. "Eh, bang for a second, I go to the toilet first" said Zahra.

        Zahra asked a waiter where the toilet was, and after pointing towards the toilet, Zahra followed the direction indicated by the maid.

After the toilet, Zahra washed her hands in the sink. Then fix her hijab, a woman in a sexy dress was next to her, applying lipstick on her lips. Zahra looked at the woman with a smile even though she did not know her.

"Kawa's new boyfriend?" asked the woman, Zahra tried to remember her face, but to no avail. Because he had only seen that person for the first time.

"Sorry, do we know each other?" ask Zahra.

The woman smiled, the red lipstick blushing on her lips further added to her sexiness. Zahra waited for an answer from the woman.

"So this is Kawa's taste? seriously?" The woman smiled as if she was mocking him. "Absolutely far from a matching word" he explained.

Zahra looked at the woman, while muffling her heart so as not to serve the woman's words with emotion.

"Be careful.not just a doang escape, after this you are banished" the woman smiled again while menowel hijab worn by Zahra. "Top like this, goodbye" the woman passed, leaving Zahra still full of question marks.

Zahra closed her eyes, only the two of them were here, now Zahra was alone here, still shocked by the slippery sentence after sentence from the woman.