Wife Contract CEO
31

It was getting late in the afternoon, after a very late lunch Rikasi took me to a very large mobile phone store in a shopping center that was also very large. There was already a new phone in my hand and when I bought it there was a bit of a debate between me and Riksa, the problem was that the phone he bought for me was too good. I was even awkward to accept this expensive gift, I said I would repay it but Rikas

say consider it a wedding gift from him just like the gift given by Puspa this morning.

And now Rikas is driving me back home. Today was exhausting, I had time to think whether my days would continue like this. If so, it doesn't seem bad either. At least I can lose weight.

"What's wrong?" ask Rikasikan to me.

I looked towards her, I exhaled my breath slowly. This guy beside me is so sensitive, he's so sensitive. I was quiet and quiet but she knew I was uncomfortable.

"There's nothing, oh yeah Rikse thanks for the phone huh. This is so good!" I said to Rikas.

A few minutes later we got in front of the house, Rikas stopped the car right in front of my house. I opened the car door quickly and immediately went down with my belongings so that Rikkan would not have to open the car door for me.

"Tell!" protest because I've walked over to him.

But I just smiled clumsyly at him, and turned my gaze forward because I saw there was another car in front, like there was also a guest at home because there was a voice chatting up outside.

"Who are they?" ask me while looking at the car in front of Rikkan's car.

"Oh, it must be the guys from the boutique. Look, there's a Puspa boutique logo on the back windshield of that car!" clearly Riksa while pointing at a black-framed gold logo.

"People from the boutique?" ask me to repeat the sentence Rikas just said.

Riksa.

"Yes, they will also measure the clothes for your family!" obviously Rikas again.

This time I nodded my head.

"That's it, all right. Thank you so much, Rikas, is there anything I should do again tomorrow? otherwise I'll go to the bookstore and resign from there!" say me to Rikas.

"Tomorrow Aunt Stella asked me to take you to the salon and spa, but if you want to resign from the bookstore, I can drive you!" sahut Torque.

I immediately waved my hand many times in front of Rikas.

"No, don't check. I can do it myself!" refute me.

I said that because I think Rikasi must have many other jobs besides just taking care of me continuously. And if only to go to the bookstore in front of the alley, I can also go alone.

"Nai, I'm forcing! tomorrow morning at eight I'll be here. Now I'm taking you in!" said Rikap.

I can only obey the words of Rija. He and I went into the house.

"Assynnya!" greet me when I go inside.

Everyone in the guest house looked at us. And sure enough like his Puspa men are measuring the size of the body of the father and also the mother.

A woman was near her mother while measuring her body. And a man whose fingers were moving flickering was measuring the size of the father's body. And I look very uncomfortable.

I chuckled to see my father move like a robot, stiff. All this time I only bought clothes, I never saw my dad sew clothes so he looked really stiff.

"Dad why?" ask me to pretend I don't understand why you're acting that way.

"You know, Ibras said the same to me. Relax, relax, but you're so tense! I'd like to be injected with the vaccine know not well!" continue Ibras who sits back and eats an apple.

I just realized that on the table there are so many fruits. But I can't possibly ask now, right, there are still two Puspa's men and also Riksa's.

"Good night Om, Auntie!" greet Rikas politely.

"Eh, son Rikas in. Sit down, Nai, get me a drink for Rikasan!" exclaimed mother.

"No need Auntie, this is I just want to deliver Naira, and I say go home first Om, Aunt good night. Nai, I'm home!" exclaim Rikapan.

I nodded and smiled, and he came out of the house and passed. I was still watching these two Puspa men, whom the woman had indeed seen in the boutique, but the man with this goulash gesture I did not see it just now, so I was quite curious as well.

"Indeed want to make how many clothes anyway, the feeling of the mother from earlier is not kelar!" I'm a mother who's getting bored.

"Sorry madam, we'll make three outfits, for the wedding, the reception, and for the family photos. And all of the concepts chosen by master Samuel were very different, so the way he measured them was also different." explained the petite beautiful woman.

"But how was Ibras so fast?" ask Ibras.

I just watched their chatter while continuing to look at my father's expression that was so flat, so rigidly natural.

"That's because men's clothes tend to be simpler!" replied the man who was measuring the body of the father.

"But why wasn't I finished?" ask the father who finally made a sound.

"Em, how do you say that?" ask the man who is measuring the size of the body.

I got more serious about her, like she wanted to say something but wasn't happy to say it.

"Why brother, just say it!" I said it because I was also very curious.

"Em, the size of my stomach has changed!" answer him honestly.

"Ha ha ha !" Ibras was crushed with a loose.

"Gtip!" and I have no power to hold my laughter.

Turns out that's why from earlier the measurement of the father's body was not completed. Dad who is tense, sometimes holding his stomach which is a little offside from the usual size. And sometimes because tired of holding his father, let his stomach like its original size.

The atmosphere became very boisterous in our guest house these nights. Mom even laughed until her eyes were teary.

"Oh, you see! so what did mom say too? daddy sports, sport!" exclaimed mother still while chuckling.

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