The Return of Lost Love

Want to surprise

Raska and Arsy are on their way to a famous boutique, both still focused on their respective positions.

"Darling, why haven't we arrived. It's still far, isn't it?" asked Arsy to open his voice.

"Till soon, dear ... be patient." Replied Raska while focusing on the steering wheel.

Not long after, it has now arrived in front of a famous boutique. Arsy was dumbfounded, I don't know what Arsy was daydreaming about.

"Why are you dumb, let's sneak in."

"We moved elsewhere, yes .." Pinta Arsy who arrived did not want to set foot into the famous boutique.

"Moved? didn't I hear wrong, huh?" raska asked in astonishment as his wife refused to enter and chose to move.

"Yes, I don't want to go in. I don't like this boutique, I don't like it." Reply Arsy reasoned, so as not to be suspected.

'Why does Arsy not want to go into this boutique, but I want to surprise him. Is there a problem with this boutique, but why does Arsy never tell the story. His mind who was still curious about his wife who arrived suddenly his attitude turned strange, he thought.

"Why don't you want to go in, do you have a problem with this boutique? say, honey." Ask Raska to know.

"No, I have no problem with the owner of this boutique nor with his employees. Even as far as I know, this boutique is very good service and also the goods there is nothing to disappoint." Arsy answered explaining.

"Lantas, why don't you come in?"

"I don't want to go in, that's all. Maybe it's because I'm pregnant, baby .." replied Arsy looking for an excuse.

"Now you answer honestly, or. If I find out then I can behave as I please towards you." Raska tried to bully his wife. While Arsy only fell silent when he heard the words from her husband.

"Why are you silent, tell me honestly quickly." Raska ripped his wife's daydream.

"It's okay, baby. All right, let's go in." Replied Arsy who then immediately pulled her husband's hand to enter.

'Is it like this, which is called a pregnant woman. Something that often changes with his will.' Inner Raska while walking hand in hand with his wife.

"Good night Mr ... Miss Arsy ..." greet all the employees to her. Raska was confused, even he did not think that his employees had recognized him. While Arsy began to get nervous when all employees greeted him.

All the employees were confused, not only astonished. Certainly very shok, when seeing Arsy was taken by the owner of the boutique. It felt like whispering whispers with his friend, but the security was very tight. Until making anyone can not dwell in the slightest, all employees remain subject to the rules that have been made by the owner of the boutique.

"Darling, I'd like to go around for a little while, right?" ask Arsy to seduce.

"Of course, I don't forbid you. I also want to go around, who knows if there's a good fit." Raska replied reasoned, even though he wanted to follow her from behind without the knowledge of his wife.

Leisurely, Arsy went around looking at the clothes that he thought were nice and comfortable. While Raska who had just observed his wife.

"Arsy ..really?" exclaimed one of the employees who knew Arsy immediately approached him. Quickly, Arsy immediately turned to the source of the voice. Both eyes of Arsy saw him half in disbelief.

"Netta, you're Netta?" arsy said a little in disbelief.

Raska who heard it was a little furious with the attitude of his wife who did not dare to answer a question from one of his employees.

"Why are you quiet, Arsy? any problems?"

"No, I just didn't expect to see you back." Answer reasons.

"Truly, same then. I also didn't expect to meet you a song. Oh yes, Arsy .. You know, the owner of this boutique is very handsome. Even very kind to all his employees, unfortunately I can't captivate him."

"Why can't you, aren't you the master.".

"This is very different, other than the others. Unlike your husband, Darma, who knows each other easily."

"Keep, why don't you try."

"It's too late, because I'm married. And you know, he's a romantic guy. Until this boutique was named after his wife and the owner of this boutique. Her name is very pretty, she said her first love through her media account."

"Well! it must be a really good story, Nett!! so come curious, what kind of person the owner of this boutique is." Arsy said that without realizing it, that her husband who had listened to his wife was chatting.

"In fact, I was very curious about his wife. The news is, very pretty. But I've never heard of it, I wish I could meet him."

Raska himself was still observing his wife, albeit boringly.

'Woman, if she has met her people, will forget time. But that's okay, rather than late at uncle's house. Darma has a long time to look at my wife.' Raska muttered as he watched his wife who was busy chatting with one of his employees.

"Arsy, I haven't seen your husband before. Did you come alone?" asked Netta while looking for the figure of Darma who was thought to still be Arsy's husband.

"I came with my husband, and I couldn't have gone out all night pregnant without my next husband." Reply Arsy who is still not frank about his second husband.

"But why haven't I seen him. It should stay near you, Arsy .." - asked the curious.

"Later you'll see it too, talking about why you're talking to me. Aren't you afraid of getting a ban from your employer." The answer is trying to convince.

"Yes yes, Miss Darma .. I believe you." He said, then both Arsy and Netta smiled the same.

'That's so hard, that you're hard to tell the truth." Murmured Raska who was increasingly curious about the honesty of his wife.

Suddenly Arsy was addressed with a beautiful name written with a size large enough.

"Netta, is that the writing you mean?" ask Arsy while pointing towards the writing with a large enough size boutique name.

"Yes, that's the name of the boutique that will be dedicated to his beloved wife. Actually almost the same as the old one, but only slightly changed he said. I don't really know the name of the boutique owner's wife either." Netta explained.

"Wah .. so lucky that his wife is, Nett. Ahhh! my husband is no less romantic. And no one is rivaling my husband. Arsy praised himself.

Raska who heard it suddenly smiled.