IKHTIAR AKMAL LOVE
LESS FUN EVENTS

The car that Cyra was driving finally arrived at his boutique. From yesterday he was busy with a special Muslim boutique. At this time he really wants to visit his boutique that sells men only.

From yesterday Cyra continued to use his latest car. And somehow, he currently wants to use one of Mirza's cars.

Arriving at the boutique. Cyra was immediately greeted by all her boutique employees who were all men.

Indeed Mirza used to deliberately hire men only in her boutique that is specifically men.

The arrival of Cyra was welcomed by the employees and warehouse staff who saw it. Cyra asks a lot of this and that about all the products, as well as the items sold in her boutique.

If the boutique is specifically women, almost all of Cyra is already on poultice. Because he was focused there. But the boutique specifically for men, Cyra should be more in-depth again. Because he doesn't come here every day.

Was busy chatting with his employees about asking for some items and prices. Suddenly a socialite mother came with her son to approach Cyra.

The boy who was busy picking things, did not know if the mother was walking near Cyra.

"I'm sorry Ma'am" the mother said to Cyra.

Cyra and her male employees turned their eyes toward the mother.

"Eh! Yes Ma? What's up, huh?" answer Cyra politely.

"If the Mama doesn't have money, just leave from here. Than many ask such questions to his mas. 'And pity her to the point of confusion."

Cyra and her male employees looked surprised. "Well!"

It turned out that socialite mothers were from here without Cyra noticing her who was chatting with her employees. And the mothers thought that Cyra was a troublesome buyer.

"I mean. If the mother has no money. Don't buy them at this boutique. This boutique is famous for its expensive and good quality. Fearfully, he could not pay. Because daritadi asked a lot of goods or products and prices are equally mas."

"I feel sorry to see the mas daritadi explain some products and prices to his Mpa who is not necessarily going to buy," said the mother with the face of her judges.

"I'm sorry, Mom. Maybe you misunderstood me," Cyra still politely answered.

"Misunderstand how? I'm just gonna be here and hear what you're talking about!"

The male employee did not remain silent and tried to explain. "I'm sorry Mom. Let me get the matter straight."

"You want to straighten out what? Why are you defending this. I'm here to defend you!" answer the Mother.

The mother's voice that was quite loud finally invited curiosity from some visitors who came. Maybe because it was morning. So there were only five people coming. Including the sons of these socialite mothers.

The son of the mother came closer. "Ma! What is this Ma?"

"It's okay Dawn! Mama just want to expel these mbak-mbak because daritadi many ask this employee mas. 'And pity," the mother pointed at Cyra.

Dawn itself includes men who are handsome and handsome. He who heard the answer of the mother immediately looked at Cyra who was holding baby Zahwa.

"Sorry Mom. Rather than being embarrassed to see someone like this. Let's just talk in the office" Cyra said.

"What do you mean!"

"Mak Cyra is the owner of this boutique Madam. And he came to check his buttons" replied the male employee.

The socialite mother was very surprised and immediately felt embarrassed by her pretentious attitude earlier. Especially to want to expel Cyra from her own boutique.

While the Dawn. The boy from the mother looked more and more fixedly at Cyra with a different look.

With a shy face, the mother spoke. "Emm! Forgive me Ma-ma'am. I don't know."

Cyra smiled. "Yes Mother. I'm sorry."

"Next time do not immediately believe what is seen. Because what we're seeing isn't necessarily the truth."

"And one more thing, ma'am. Do not like to interfere in the affairs of others. Because later it can make us ashamed of ourselves, "the subtle allusion of Cyra.

Cyra then nodded her head. After that, he immediately passed away from the presence of the mother. And told his male employees to follow him from behind.

I'm walking a few steps. Cyra was suddenly prevented by Dawn. "Wait Miss!"

Cyra of course immediately stopped her footsteps. "Yes Sir. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I'm sorry for my mother's attitude, miss. And emm! May I ask your phone number to ask about the latest clothes. Because I'm actually at this boutique."

Cyra knew what Dawn meant. Because of the friendship between men and women, no one is purely real friends. One of them, there must be a slight feeling towards his opponent. The dawn said that. It did not rule out the possibility that he also wanted to approach Cyra. And Cyra did not want to open such a gap, which certainly could create a rift in his household later.

"Sorry Sir. For that business. You can ask my staff or the manager of this boutique. And if you do not want to miss the latest items from this boutique. You can buy the catalog that comes out once a week or two."

"One more thing. Pardon me! I already have a husband. You can see for yourself with the child I'm carrying right now. This is the fruit of our love. And I can't give my phone number to anyone. Excuse me."

Cyra immediately left before Dawn without waiting for an answer first. Cyra's mood was slightly ruined due to an unpleasant incident in her own boutique.

Finally, he decided to go from the boutique to the convection to check the order clothes of his customers. For the dawn itself. She kept staring at Cyra, until Cyra got into her car and left the boutique area.

After Cyra's departure. Dawn immediately invited the mother to go from the boutique. Because Dawn is no longer in the mood to shop, because of the attitude of the mother who made her ashamed before everyone.

Back to Cyra again. To relieve his heart that is not good. Cyra chose to talk to one of her employees about the clothes they were sewing. Until Cyra forgets to tell Akmal about the plans of his friends who want to come to their house later tonight.

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...***TBC***...