Dark Memory
Choose Dress

Frans and Aqila enter a boutique, after a debate earlier Aqila managed to convince Elbert that this was his choice. And inevitably Elbert agreed.

"Welcome ladies and gentlemen, there is something we can help you with" said one woman who looked like the boutique manager.

"I want to find a dress for our wedding the day after tomorrow" Aqila said.

"Well madam, I'll choose it for you. Just a moment," said the woman and passed from there.

Frans saw a very beautiful dress, he was amazed by the dress let alone imagine Aqila wearing it. However, the abdomen was so small that it would form the stomach of Aqila.

"Do you like that dress? but unfortunately I can't wear it because of you" Aqila said.

Frans sighed, this is the test at the moment. She must win Aqila's heart back.

"Jude, yes, I was wrong. Sit here, you must be tired of standing still," Frans persuaded.

Aqila agreed, she sat on a sofa while waiting for her dress to come.

"Here comes the mistress, the latest and best dress in our shop. This dress is very expensive because it is covered by diamonds in some of its manikas," said the woman who was a lady-in-waiting in a very beautiful dress.

Aqila was fascinated to see the dress, in contrast to Frans who frowned confusedly.

"Cock some?" confused Frans.

"I mean sir?" wonder the woman.

"Why are diamonds just a few? why not all of them?" said Frans.

The woman seemed to be smiling awkwardly, while Aqila stared intently at Frans.

"What's? am I really? I can buy it, you're calm" Frans said.

"Hahaha do not need to be horrified, consider it a statue," embarrassed Aqila.

The woman smiled, she invited Aqila to try on the dress. Frans agreed to it so that now Frans is busy waiting.

"Why so long? have women been dressed up?" frans grumbled while looking at his watch.

Uninterruptedly, Aqila came out and got her dress. Frans raised her face and was stunned to see how beautiful Aqila was.

"Good?" ask Aqila.

Frans was still silent, he stood up from his seat and approached Aqila.

"You .. you're so beautiful" Frans praised.

"Now you realize that?" cynical Aqila.

Frans changed back his expression, he stared at Aqila flatly.

"Good, his stomach is also invisible" Frans said.

Aqila looked at the mirror, indeed she was very beautiful in that dress.

"I used to dream of this wedding so much, choosing a dress with Frans the man I used to love so much. But after that incident, my dream was shattered into a nightmare. Do I have to make peace with the past?" inner Aqila.

Frans noticed the sad look on Aqila's face, wondering why Lia was sad.

"You don't like the dress? why is your face so moody?" worry Frans.

"No, I like the dress. Buy this one, after all this marriage is very short," said Aqila.

"But this is the happiest time for any couple and a very special day" Frans said.

Aqila looked at Frans with a gaze that could not be read.

"Yes, a special day for those who marry men who make her happy" whispered Aqila so as not to be heard by the woman.

Frans smiled softly, this is what must pass. Aqila's attitude was cold towards her.

"Sir, help me take off this shirt," Pinta Aqila softly.

The shop maid lady nodded and brought Aqila to change clothes.

Frans saw his cell phone, a lot of messages coming in about his company.

"Already, let's go home," Aqila asked.

Frans was shocked that his phone fell and made his screen crack. Frans patiently took back his phone and looked at it.

"damaged?" tanya Aqila felt guilty for surprising Frans.

Frans looked at Aqila, smiling as he shook his head.

"No papa, I can buy a new one" Frans said.

"It's not your fault, only the phone can be changed" Frans said.

Frans pulled Aqila's hand gently, but Aqila instead pulled it and looked at Frans sharply.

"Not halal!" satir Aqila and walked ahead of Frans.

Frans smiled amusedly, he knew Aqila was still upset with him.

"If it is halal, can you hold as much dong?" muttered Frans.

***

Instead of going home, Frans took Aqila to the jewelry store.

"Cochere? did I say he went home? you know what.want me?!" pissed Aqila.

"So Ezra sent a message, he said we told him to come here and they're waiting inside" Frans softly.

Aqila rounded her mouth, she came out leaving Frans who sighed.

"Lia!" call Aqila when she enters the store and sees Lia picking a ring with Ezra.

"Isni sis! we'll pick a ring," take Lia.

The pregnant women chose the ring, while the men just waited boredly.

"By the way, what dowry did you give Lia?" ask Frans.

"What if a jet is what you think?" ask back Ezra.

"Good, good choice" Frans replied.

"Then you want to give Aqila what?" ask back Ezra.

Frans seemed to think, the two looked at Aqila Tang who was smiling happily with Lia who was also feeling happy.

"Good, I gave him half a percent of my company. I know it's nothing like what's happening to her right now, but that way I make her feel special" Frans said.

Ezra rounded his eyes, half a share meaning the Frans Company half of which belonged to Aqila.

"Why not everything? why half?" wonder Ezra.

Frans looked at Ezra flatly, knowing that Ezra was trying to taunt him.

"Let's go home, let's take Lia." he said.

"Udah finished?" ezra Sahut.

Lia nodded, Ezra patted Frans on the shoulder to ask her permission to go home first

Frans only nodded, he waited for Aqila who was still cool to look around.

"What are you looking for?" asked Frans who was now behind Aqila.

Aqila turned her head for a moment, she pointed towards an extremely beautiful bracelet.

"You want that?" ask Frans.

Aqila nodded enthusiastically, Frans smiled and asked the shopkeeper for the bracelet.

"I asked to get the bracelet" Frans said.

"Sorry sir, the bracelet has been purchased" said the waiter.

"Yes ...," disappointed Aqila.

Frans could not see the look on Aqila's face, and she spoke to the servant again.

"I bought double the price you offered to previous buyers" Frans said.

"Sorry sir, such a thing is not allowed" said the waiter.

"Ehm no papa, let's Frans go home. I'm tired" said Aqila.

Frans nodded, he took Aqila home. While in the car Frans sent a message to Kenan. He tells Kenan to look for a bracelet with the characteristics he mentioned.

"Close to the street vendor first, I want a rujak," pinta Aqila.

Frans happily nodded in agreement to Aqila's wishes. She was happy that Aqila was willing to share what she wanted with her.

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