Hold On Or Let Go
50. Like a Bulldozer Entry!

After chatting for a while with Seruni and Mahmudi, Doni who was quite understanding to see the attitude of the Mahmudi who was uncomfortable with his self-presence was immediately saying goodbye. "I first yes, just want to take orders from Kak Tiwi. I wait for your presence at the villa later in the afternoon," Doni passed immediately while patting Mahmudi on the shoulder, leaving Seruni and Mahmudi looking relieved.

While Seruni immediately continued his steps towards the famous brand clothing counter located on the third floor, which was followed by Mahmudi with his wife's arm.

Mahmudi still continues to accompany his wife, when choosing a t-shirt and jacket couple from a famous brand.

"Pa, this color is it?" Seruni showed the husband a navy jacket, and Mahmudi nodded in approval of the wife's choice.

Finished from the clothing counter, Seruni invited the husband to go to the fourth floor where the famous brand bag and shoe store that was targeted by the pregnant woman was there. And again, Mahmudi just obey with all the wishes of his wife.

Just as Seruni entered the shop, her gaze caught the figure of a young woman she was very familiar with. "Pa, that's his ex-wife mas Arif right?" Tanya Seruni confirmed what she saw, inside the store.

Inside there, Dari was picking her branded bag accompanied by a large black and tall man, who continued to hug her waist possessively. Seeing the color of his skin and the shape of his face, Seruni believed that the man came from mainland Africa.

"Where's ma?" Ask Mahmudi who has not seen.

"That's pa, who's picking bags? The same African is pa?" Reply Seruni in a whisper, while pointing towards Tari with her chin.

Mahmudi followed his wife's gaze, and a second later Mahmudi threw out his rough breath. "Yes ma, she's Dance," Mahmudi replied lazily.

"Mom so buy a bag here?" Tanya Mahmudi who seemed not excited, once knowing that there was a young woman who had become another dream in his heart was in the same store.

"Yes pa, nothing, right?" Seruni looked at her husband, smiling smirk.I don't know what the pregnant woman planned on Dari.

And without waiting for the husband's answer, Seruni immediately stepped into the storefront where Tari was handpicking. Seruni took a quick glance at the bag that Dari was holding, and then looked for the same bag and saw its price. Seruni smiled, and then picked up another bag whose price was almost seven times that of the bag that Dari was holding.

While Mahmudi who follows Seruni from behind, can only see the row of numbers listed on the price tag of the bag.

Mahmudi swallowed his saliva, and cold sweat began to pour out. Mahmudi began to count in his heart, enough money to pay for the bag? If enough is enough, how will he buy a gift for his wife according to his nadzar?

But for the sake of seeing the smile of the wife, Mahmudi was determined to obey whatever his wife wanted.

"Pa, can I get this bag, okay?" Pinta Seruni was spoiled, deliberately amplifying her voice.

"Yes, may ma," Mahmudi replied as he nodded.

Hearing a familiar voice in her ears, Tari looked up and was surprised to find Mahmudi there. But a second later, Dari immediately embraced her friendly partner to show off to Mahmudi that her self had a new holding.

Dari saw the bag held by Seruni, and the crazy woman of branded goods knew for sure that the bag that is now in the arms of Seruni is a limited edition bag, a limited edition bag, the price is equivalent to one of the most expensive motor matic.

And Dance's blood immediately boiled, with the woman's haste with her clothes covered but tight it multiplied the bag that had been in her grasp. Dari then chose one of the limited edition bags with another model, whose price was eleven twelve with the bag that had been selected by Seruni.

The man seemed to frown deeply, and immediately then shook his head slowly looking at the price listed. "No Dance, it's too extensive" she said flatly.

"Oh baby, just this way? I promise, I'll accompany you until your visa runs out, "Tari's still sulking.

The curly-haired man seemed to think, and a second later smiled broadly to reveal a row of clean white teeth. "It's okay baby, as long as you also want to serve my friends for free," he said in Indonesian, granting Dance wishes but on condition.

"What?!" Excited Dance who sounded very surprised, "serving your five-man friends?!" Continue the almost incredulous Dance in a whisper, and quickly the man of her date nodded surely.

Forehead Dance frowned deeply, "jeez, serve one Dario only I was overwhelmed and my core was like the entry of a bulldozer! How could I possibly serve them all?!" Grout Dance in the heart.

But for the sake of the bag branded limited edition and its prestige on Mahmudi and pregnant women who had been embraced with a friendly by Mahmudi, making Tari nod approving the terms of the black man named Dario but think long.

"Good baby, we're going to party tonight" said Dario, with a smile that was hard to decipher. "this stupid woman is my gold mine, I'll make a lot of money by selling it to friends" murmured Dario, who turned out to be full of plans.

And when Tari and Dario were about to head to the cashier to pay for the bag that had been chosen, Tari who deliberately chose to pass in front of Mahmudi and Seruni smiled triumphantly while whispering. "He's bigger than you, whose salary isn't enough to eat a month!" Dance sneered as she passed.

Mahmudi just put his shoulders back and became even more disgusted to know the true nature of Dance, while Seruni felt compassion for the young woman. "Pity him yes pa, why try to sell yourself like that?" Lirih Seruni who was able to hear the request of the black man who was with Tari.

Mahmudi looked at his wife with great admiration, "what exactly is your heart made of? You can even still have pity on the woman, whom I once presented in our household?" Mahmudi's heart became pain itself too late to realize, how stupid his self all this time because it had the heart to hurt his wife who was like an angel.

After Dari and her date came out of the store, Seruni immediately headed to the cashier followed by her faithful husband at her side.

And when Mahmudi was about to thrust his debit card to pay, Seruni subtly refused. "Use your own money, because this was beyond our agreement last night. Mama does not want to burden papa, because papa also needs money for daily operational costs, right?" Seruni looked at her husband while smiling sweetly, and then thrusting her own debit card at the cashier.

Again Mahmudi was made stunned, his hurt wife still remained attentive and thoughtful of herself. Mahmudi looked at the wife, with a meaningful gaze.

"Mama deliberately bought this expensive bag, just to heat up Dance earlier. And sure enough, he was lured.. until papa can find out for himself, right, how the real nature of him?" Pungkas Seruni's.

Without feeling ashamed even though they were both in public places, the well-built man hugged his wife and kissed the top of Seruni's head with a glazed net. "I'm sorry ma, sorry for all the mistakes you've made so far" said Mahmudi, with tightness in his chest.

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