Exquisitely
Beautiful 14

"Ndah .. don't forget, the medicine is taken!" half shouted Mother reminded Beautiful who was almost nampek the door of the room, half-heartedly bikungnya again step back to the kitchen take drinking water.

"Mother ngingetinnya real responsibility, already almost nampek room, back again," sumpul Indah, while kissing the cheek of the Mother, who is still waiting in the kitchen.

Although the tone is beautiful in angry fashion, but Mommy knows that actually Beautiful is not really angry, so Mommy just smiles to hear the grunts of her daughters.

Beautiful immediately take the medicine that was deliberately placed on a small table on the right side of his bed, meaning sich let it be easy to remember, but it was also forgotten, ahaaai.

While lying down, making a phone, which since the illness was not touched, many notifications were immediately entered, mostly from friends of the Junior High group. Group offices as well. And all of it contains prayers and hopes about a beautiful marriage. Ah, if they knew what a beautiful taste.

Among all the notifications, Selly's name at most, ah she lost her venting place, Indah's mind while smiling to herself. I'm an office miss.

Tuuuuut.

"_____----_____"

"Loooo, how come you're yelling, what's the greeting, Non?"

"_____----_____"

"Evil how? I was sick for three days, you never took it, what do you feel?" goda Indah pretended to be angry, even though she was smiling.

"_____-----______"

"Idii even angry again, yes sorry I made you bother, add your work ma my work, promise tomorrow I come dech, but a day yes, because you will know yourself ...."

"____-----_____"

"Ok, until tomorrow, yeah,"

Lovely closes off her phonene relationship with Sherly, continues the night break, and wishes tomorrow a miracle. Amyn.

"Sir, you want to take a vacation now?" asked Mas Dion to Indah, that morning while having breakfast.  That was answered with a nod of the head as Beautiful's mouth was still full of food.

"Aren't I the one who took care of your cut, brother? You will still need to rest" proposed Mas Dion, still trying to ban Indah to leave the house.

"I'm fine, Mom, stop worrying about me, I also have to take care of my wedding dress, right?" said Beautiful, while smiling towards Dion.

"You see, Mas is going to be your personal driver today, ok," Dion broke up, for reasons Beautiful is no longer debatable.

"No more rejection, my beautiful sister!" he added again with eyes slightly glared towards Indah who was seen had opened her mouth to answer Dion's proposal.

Beautiful who found the eyes of Mas Dion rounded, began to drag a little, and just resigned to the decision of his brother.

"Inge follow, Mas?" tanya Indah, because both with Mas Dion in condition he was angry, will make the trip more stressful than the ghost palace, percayalaaah ....

"Yes, pick Inge up first, before going to the boutique" replied Mas Dion, his tone began to decline somewhat, and again enjoyed his breakfast, as if nothing had happened. Thank God the beautiful mind is smiling by itself.

***

Here is Beautiful now, being among the beautiful mannequins, dress the bride and the party, make the dizzy choice because all is very good, do not ask the price, can finish the salary Beautiful for a year.

"For Ma'am, I'm Beautiful, there's been an appointment with Ms. Hj. Sulastri," said Indah to an employee who was sitting behind the cashier's desk.

"For Ma'am, please wait a minute, I report first, please sit down first," replied the woman in her chauffeur, who then contacted someone through her phone.

"Assalamualaikum, where this is called Mbak Indah," a big veiled mother greeted Indah and Inge with her polite smile.

"Wa aleikum salam." Beautiful, Inge and Dion simultaneously answered his greetings.

Lovely smiled, taking a step forward and immediately thrusting her hand towards the Mother.

"Beautiful, Mrs Hajjah," a beautiful smile could not be separated from her lips.

"Waah prospective lady Bayu is very beautiful, the wife turns out to be him, clear and closed," said Bu Hj. Sulastri with a smile, his right hand received a beautiful hand shake, and pulled his beautiful body into the embrace.

"You're so beautiful, so beautiful, so" said Ms. Hj. Sulastri while looking at the beautiful face.

The praised beauty could only smile in embarrassment, her cheeks were already blushing, unwittingly.

"The wood has chosen some special dresses for you," explained Mrs Hajjah, while guiding Indah into a special room, Inge and Dion can only follow the steps of Indah and Bu Hajjah.

Bu Hajjah showed three wedding dresses, three shades of yellow.

Beautiful looking dress with facial features and eye rays that are difficult to interpret.

"Should it be yellow, Mrs Hajjah?" Tanya Indah while continuing to look at the dress chosen by Bayu.

"This is the color of choice of his mother Bayu, Ndah," replied Mrs Hajjah, her hands stopped tidying one dress among three that were being noticed intensely by Indah. He saw a beautiful face in front of him, he found a disappointed look there.

"Can't be replaced with another color, Mrs Hajjah? such as white or light blue," asked Beautiful again, hoping to wear a dress other than yellow, because Beautiful does not like yellow.

"Sorry, Beautiful. Maybe it's good you call directly mama Bayu, you say if you want to change the color," suggested Bu Hajjah with a smile.

"I don't want to contact Bayu's mother, but it's outside my power" explained Bu Hajjah, who still faithfully smiled at I AQndah.

"However, only limited to consideration, with a super duper time close at all, still had time to replace with a dress that was different in color," Bu Hajjah gave input to Indah.

Beautifully speechless as she continued glaring at the three dresses in front of her, it was obvious a disillusioned aura emanated from the squinting glare of her eyes, and with a shrunken forehead.

Maybe this is the time when Indah has to sacrifice, this problem is not entirely the fault of Mas Bayu, although Mas Bayu never asked for advice from Indah, but also not,

"Alright Mrs Hajjah, I accept what would be aja dech," resigned Indah, because indeed the situation can no longer be denied.

After finishing with the affairs of the dress, which left a sense of disappointment in the heart of Indah. The three of them immediately slid towards the office where Lovely work.

The atmosphere of the office feels a bit relaxed, maybe because it is still in working hours.

Beautifully groping Inge rushing to the elevator, Mas Dion could only follow the steps of the two women he loved without much protest.

The elevator goes up to the top floor, where Beautiful usually works, only a few days do not set foot in the office, the longing beats the longing of cats, diiih Indah is afraid of cats.

Tiii!

The sound of the elevator sign stopped, rushed Indah and Inge stepped out of the elevator, towards the Beautiful workroom. Followed by Mas Dion who is still loyal from behind.

"Assalamualaikum," said Indah after successfully opening the door that led to her office.