Young Master's Small Wife
70

This is where they are now, in the public shopping center aka Mall, where some people, especially women, choose just to walk around to fill Instagram stories or other social media, shopping problems later. But not for this crazy woman shopping, to the Mall is not for such things if it has reached the Mall ya have to shop dear money if not dipake. Holang kaya is different.

They left at about eight o'clock after their respective husbands left for work, choosing to leave early in the morning for fear that it would be hot on the road.

Zahra went around and around choosing clothes that he thought fit and good in his eyes no need to see the price, just swipe the cards all round.

Keisya felt bored because of the fear that only Zahra was busy tracing every shirt that was hung there, he said, he himself who does not understand fashion chose to look around at all nothing that makes him interested even though sometimes Zahra offers clothes that he himself fit in the small body Keisya.

"Let's love now we go to the shoe store," Zahra enthusiastically pulled Keisya's arm to move faster, because the famous brand has brought out their latest shoe products of course Zahra does not want to miss.

Zahra's round eyes caught the shoe that she was already looking for, and it was located in a special place with a transparent glass cover, it seemed like the item was only one pair left and this was his chance to get what he had wanted, quickly Zahra ran over to pick it up, and, but suddenly a hand landed on the glass cover indicating that someone else wanted the shoe.

"I saw the shoe first" cried Zahra, not accepting it because the man had taken it first.

"I saw it from a kilometer away" said the man, not to be outdone and immediately held the shoe aloft as Zahra tried to grab it.

"Don't you say yes, I ordered this from yesterday."

"You are the origin of the talk, already yes I have to be fast so do not invite me to play around, it is clear I am the first one who sewot," he said. Because Zahra was upset just to grab the hair of the woman who took the goods of her dreams, he said, do not accept the treatment of Zahra the woman participated in pulling the hair of the weaver with her left hand while her right hand was holding tightly to the shoe, and there was an action to take each other so that they became a spectacle of everyone who passed by there, there were even those who had time to video their behavior.

Keisya was overwhelmed by the injury of his mother-in-law to stop fighting but nil with her small body she became easily bounced because of the fierce action of the two middle-aged women who were fighting this mechanic, who was struggling, the store employee immediately contacted the security guard to stop their actions.

Two guards with large bodies came in a hurry, they immediately broke up the two. Sharp looks at each other they throw at each other because they are still not satisfied with the previous one.

"Have not quarreled if you do not want to be taken to the police," snapped one of the guards whose stomach was distended. Hearing the word polsek, Zahra immediately removed his arm from the guard's grasp and then tidied his hair and clothes were messy.

"Let's go, Kei," Zahra walked first past the woman who was his mechanical fighting partner earlier and just hit his shoulder to make the woman lose balance and almost fall if not detained by one of the store employees.

"Heh look around the street," he snapped about to chase after Zahra but the people's gazes made him feel embarrassed so he undoed his intentions. For the shoes, Zahra did not buy them as well as the person who immediately chose to leave because the shame had reached the crown, many pairs of eyes were glancing at him with astonished looks.

Zahra paid no attention to the gazes of the people staring at her, what she had in her brain right now was an overflowing sense of resentment and anger.

On the way home, the quiet atmosphere in the car even Keisya did not dare to open his voice, looking at Zahra's face only scared him, only this time he saw the other side of the In-law, the other side of the house, usually the angelic hearted Zahra is meek but now turns 360 degrees.

Arriving home, Zahra immediately slammed the paperbag containing all the clothes and pants she bought onto the sofa. He sat his body rough on a cushioned sofa pad, twitching his temples dizzy and gasping for rough breaths several times. Keisya watched it become even more worried.

Still with misgivings, Keisya also sat down in another sofa next to Zahra.

"Huh basic women do not know themselves, obviously I'm the first to see it," a grunt from Zahra made Keisya look up to look at the in-laws. Silence back. Keisya returned to his previous activity, which was to look down and war with his own mind, between staying here or going to the room leaving Zahra who was upset.

"Well, will Keisya make you a drink? Mama must be thirsty," Keisya bargained kindly, who knows her Mama's mood could be better. Zahra glanced at Keisya.

"Udah Kei does not need to, Mama just wants to rest," Zahra's tone of voice weakened as usual not as hard as before, Keisya so able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Would you like Keisya pijitin?" This time Keisya's offer slightly made him waver.

Zahra frowned for a while before finally agreeing, this is what she needed from earlier. A gentle massage can neutralize his mind.

Keisya stood in front of the mirror, staring at the reflection of himself wearing a sky blue dress with a blend of black at the bottom. So pretty. Keisya did not know if Zahra bought him a dress and some other expensive clothes this morning.

"Hmm I don't look fit wearing an expensive dress like this" she muttered then her hand moved back to unzip the dress.

Suddenly someone's hand managed to stop his movement made him turn his head to want to know who was behind him.

"Why open hmm? Though beautiful, I like it," a soft whisper greeted Keisya's ear.

"It doesn't suit me sister, I feel unworthy to wear it," Keisya smiled wryly.

"Hey, don't say that! You're always beautiful, all the clothes will fit in your beautiful body so don't say that anymore, I don't want my beauty insecure," a gentle kiss landed on Keisya's cheek which was now confirmed to have been flushed like a boiled shrimp.

"Later in the evening we're going to dinner and I want you to wear this dress" a decision that Keisya couldn't argue with, he was forced to nod his head in agreement.

"Hmm, good girl," Vino immediately hugged his wife's petite body, channeling his pent-up longing from this morning until this afternoon.

HALAHH LEBAY LO VINO....