
“Bram, this shirt suits you to wear, you like?” Bellova picked up one shirt she liked.
It even went to Abraham's body.
“Mm? color red huh?”
“Iya, you don't like?”
‘Answed not like, later cambed.’
“Like, like,” he answered lying.
“Loh, Brother Bram kan-
“Ssshh,” Ina quickly put her index finger to shut Arshinta's mouth. Bellova was suspicious, let alone stopped when she mentioned Abraham's name.
“Why?”
“It's okay Love, continue,” Ina waved her hand so Bellova wouldn't care about Arshinta.
“Bram, do you not like?” ask Bellova again. She suspected that her husband was lying to her. Her face
indeed melas, Abraham was confused, willing to be honest or lie. Abraham did not like bright colors, including red and pink.
“I like it, I said it the first time.”
‘Forced I lied, for the sake of wife's smile.’
Sure enough, the look on Bellova's face immediately turned bright happy. Then his face turned moody again.
‘Well, what's wrong with his face? Why pout?’
The red shirt, which Bellova had picked up and seen, was placed back on the shelf.
“Love, why behindkin again?”
He did not answer, but he put his face closer to Abraham. Seeing his wife's behavior, Abraham slightly lowered his head as if his wife wanted to speak something.
“The price is very expensive, we look for others, surely there are still many cheap prices,” whispered Bellova, glancing around so that no one heard the whisper.
“Pft,” couldn't help but laugh, Abraham instantly shut his mouth so Bellova wouldn't take offense.
“What is the price?” Abraham whispered in Bellova's ear. Feeling amused, his wife's shoulders lifted. Abraham's breath when he issued the word ‘harga’, very felt in his ears.
“955 thousand,” said Bellova, did not whisper in her husband's ear anymore, only her voice was slowed down.
Abraham wanted to speak, Bellova turned her head back, not wanting Abraham to whisper in her ear again. Aditya even let out a laugh, fortunately Ina turned Aditya's body to turn his back on Abraham and Bellova.
“Ekhem, Love, you brought the Black Card I gave you back then right?”
Bellova nodded while looking for the card in question.
“This,” was handed over to Abraham, and received it.
Abraham grabbed Bellova's chosen shirt, “Loh Bram, not to be taken,” his wife is still trying
arresting Abraham, moving both hands to reject him. Abraham smiled without returning his shirt.
“Sini, we take again,” pulled his wife's wrist, to find out which other clothes make his wife interested. Every time Bellova hesitated even though she liked, Abraham forced her to take.
“Lov, see this, you like?” now it was Abraham's turn to show one dress as short as a colored knee
light brown, just like your skin color.
Without hesitation, Bellova shook her head, “I don't like the color brown,” she said giving an excuse.
“Oh, you don't like the brown color huh,” put it again the rejected dress.
It had been almost 2 hours, they were still shopping, and the ones who were already very bored were Aditya and Satmaka, respectively,
even Raka just got sleepy and fell asleep in a sling Satmaka.
“Ck, just half an hour has given up, letoy ih prospective sister-in-law,” led Arshinta while holding jeans.
“Hah? Half hour?” Aditya looked back at Satmaka. Thought he could get a defense from Satmaka, it turns out his friend even shook his head, as if he did not want to interfere.
Unlike Abraham and Bellova, they still enjoy shopping. Invisible
tired and tired. Husband wife, alternately trying clothes in the dressing room.
Not only the clothes they choose, shoes, and bags of the highest quality are also the target of their shopping.
Time for payment. Bellova was nervous, afraid that her husband's money wasn't enough. Aditya and Satmaka, standing in front of the cashier to pay for their partner's groceries.
“Sister-in-law, we wait here only,” call Arshinta. For the women, just waiting while sitting casually on the sofa. It was Arshinta's turn holding Raka. It was not they who asked to be paid, but it was a request from Aditya and Satmaka, as proof of their love and affection.
The visitors there were amazed and envious to see three men with three women. Hopefully, their partner is also the same as Abraham, Aditya and Satmaka.
Bellova did not want to be away from Abraham, fearing that her husband was scolded by the shopkeeper for lack of money. Also, Abraham kept Bellova from going far, because there was something he wanted to show his wife.
The three men did not want anyone to be treated, embarrassed that their partner's groceries were paid by others, so insisted on paying for it.
And now it was Abraham's turn to stand before the cashier. Other employees were suspicious of Bellova's panic-stricken look. Bellova occasionally pulled Abraham's hand to return the clothes they had chosen.
The cashier made a tally and told Abraham the total amount to pay.
“Hah??” shocked, Bellova closed her eyes and widened her eyes. From the look in his eyes that saw Abraham as if to say, ‘Do you have that kind of money?’
“Wait a minute, can you ask for a little time?” the other employee wanted to check the bag and touch Bellova's body, suspecting whether the suspected woman stole it or not.
“Hey! What are you doing?” Abraham stopped the hands of the sexed employee
that guy's. Arshinta and others were still waiting to hear Abraham's voice.
“I'm sorry sir, I just want to check this woman-
“This woman? Who do you mean?”
“So I was suspicious of him. Because of his awkward moves, I think he stole something
Brugh!
Not wanting to hear the man's explanation, Abraham immediately floated his bogem on the man's face.
“Absolutely you talk like that! You think I can't pay for it? Huh?” Abraham rages. No one wants to look down on or accuse his wife of evil. Abraham wanted to deal another blow, Aditya and Satmaka immediately held back by pulling Abraham's hand, Bellova also held her husband.
Because of the commotion, to bring in security officers so that the fight was successfully broken.
Bellova, stroking Abraham's chest so as not to get angry and return to calm. While the employee
bellova was taken with security officers.
“Pardon us for our mistake Sir,” the Manager came, apologise directly.
“Already! I want TO PAY!!”
“Love, see how to use this card,” his voice turns soft when talking to Bellova who is still standing next to him.
“My sister is really dead love to sister-in-law. Though it was raging like a bull chasing the curtain red.” Arshinta said, shaking her head, and the others nodded their heads, agreeing with what Arshinta said.
“What can pay with that card?”
“Each of them see dong!”
“Iya,” he looked carefully, how the card worked, to the extent that his eyes did not blink in the slightest.
“It's done, this is your card Sir,” Cashier returned Black Card to Abraham.
“It's done?” asked Bellova astonished.