I'm Not a Mandul Woman
Chapters 27. Meet again

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"We go to the store first!" show Romi to Shila and Yulia. Without asking any further Yuli followed Romi's steps.

Maybe he'll buy Shila some Muslim clothes. Remember he will learn every day.

Inner Julie, and when she was there.

"You pick the clothes you like, Yul!" Yulia was surprised and turned to him.

"I...?" pointing to himself.

"Yes, you...! Choose clothes that suit you and immediately wear them before the road." said the big boss. Fix this mah, the boss is embarrassed by the appearance of him who wears a shirt top with the screen printing inscription of his shop name, short sleeves with white cuff internals, and subordinates loose cloth pants.

"Ishhh, you think about it!" his comment then took one of the pretty good clothes. Muslim clothing outlets that they enter are quite famous for their branded goods. Do not ask about the price, certainly exorbitant that makes his pocket perforated instantly if he takes a set of clothes only.

"Try this as if it suits you!" Yulia's confused. Impatiently Romi held Yulia's hand and handed her the dress of his choice. The green color gamis moss the bottom color combination of the white of the upper bone, which is so fitting on the body.

"But boss...!" Romi looks anxious, he embraces Yulia's shoulder and leads her to the dressing room.

"Ihh, Boss. Do not embrace gini. Not mahram..!" delikya while shaking the shoulders so that the embrace of Romi released. Romi laughing.

"When told to move..set.set. Don't think too long!" pushing Yulia in. And he stood outside the room. It didn't take long for Yulia to come out again, Daan...

Waw! Romi was fixated, and Shila clapped happily. Yulia fits her clothes very well. Looks graceful and charming.

"Beautiful mother!!" sincere praise from those tiny lips.

"Thank you dear" she smiled at Shila and looked at Romi. "But Boss, the clothes here are very expensive! unfortunately if you buy here get one, if in a regular store get five. Not less good also when the quality of the clothes!" yulia said somewhat whispering. There is someone who is fitting clothes also in the next room. Afraid of the village. He saw a price tag attached to the shirt, making it pale. One month's salary is just enough to buy three sets of clothes there.

"Already! you look good wearing that. It's pretty! Don't take it off, just wear it after that we walk." half forced Yulia Romi to pull the hand, and told the waiter that the clothes were directly used. If you wait for Yulia to agree, until the afternoon they will also not get clothes that match the price Yulia wants.

Next they walk towards the place where the rides for children are located.

"Boss, here's the dress do I have to pay off every month, or cut my pay this month?" ask Yulia while walking. Romi looks upset.

"Diem ah, you're noisy! Disturb this beautiful moment!" grouse Romi.

Yulia scowled in annoyance. Because for the cost of daily living he must reduce spending to a minimum, so that he can save and can save. So that if one day forced to need unexpected expenses, he can take it at any time, without debt to and fro. Learn from his experience. When his father became ill and died, they had nothing to pay for his father's treatment.

And because of the limited cost, the father died without adequate treatment.

Yulia staggered due to a push on her shoulder. Actually not because of his strong drive, but because of his cool self daydreaming so that he can not keep his body balanced. If Romi did not immediately hold back by pulling his hand.

"You know his job is dreamy. The time is touched a little already want to fall it!" Romi shook his head, with the woman beside him. I don't know what he was thinking. Her body is here, but her brain is traveling somewhere.

"Yes yes, sorry. I said again not feeling well, even invited dolan kayak gini. Wrong to try!" horse grin.

" If allowed, I'd rather sleep in the car!" cerocos Yulia, imagining cushions and a soft mattress already made him drool first.

"If we eat first, let there be a supply of stamina. If you need to buy multi vitamins to stay fit!"

They turn first to the food stall, although Shila sounds sulking want to quickly play. But Yulia managed to convince Shila that swimming before eating will make her unwell and can catch a cold.

And after filling their stomachs, they continued their way back to the Waterboom arena. The boisterous sounds of children shouting at each other happily understated. They did not even hesitate to splash water on each other cheerfully and laugh with laughter. And yell at each other loud if the water in the drum above is full and spilled on them.

Shila had descended into the pool accompanied by her father.

Aaaaa, why does he look so cool. Duh, Duda SaWit sir, whatever you do makes me tingle. It's like my love mecca is directed at you.

Is this really allowed. Why am I so nurturing this taste, or should I kill this taste down to the root of its root lest it ever grow again. Will I get entangled back and enter the endless circle of life and into the pit.

Oh, my God, I'm confused. Really confused. Julia

Yulia looked from a distance the father and son were so happy and laughed with laughter, making her smile a little. I don't know when the man took off his clothes and his pants left only knee-length color shorts and a thin white t-shirt as a top. And left the item beside him sitting down. There's a hape and a watch. It is also seen Romi guiding his son up for the slide that immediately splashed into the pool water. The first time doing it Shila looked scared, and Romi was so painstakingly teaching and guiding her. Until the third time Shila was used to it, even laughing happily even though it often collided with other children.

*The body is Duda sir, well make drooling chick. His torn bread was clearly visible from his wet thin t-shirt.

Astaghfirullahaladzim*. Yulia turned her face.

"Bundaaa, take a photo!" there was a cry from Shila in the middle of the frenzied pool dwellers. Yulia turned her head and gave her thumbs up with a smile, then chekrek....

Successfully photograph their moments. He even mengvidio when the water drum spilled and they deliberately stood under the water spill happily with other children. And send it on Romi's phone number.

"Motheraa, come here.., join the smash!" shila shouted again, but Yulia shook her head strongly. There's something he needs to take care of. In a crowd like this should not be rash to let goods without anyone watching.

Almost thirty minutes they were there, and when they came out of the pool, Shila's skin had paled and her lips trembled, but smiles and laughter still continued to decorate her face. So excited they were, even Romi was seen talking to the mother of the young mother by the pool, smiling, a moment later pointed at Yulia.

What the hell are they screwing?

Yulia looks upset.

Not long after the conversation ended. And the father of the child approached Yulia.

"Yes very much, Shila. Duuh, until gini shoots. Take a shower with soap!" it turned out that Romi had prepared carefully what they brought from the house earlier. It was evident they were carrying a bag containing a change of clothes, soap, towels and white oil. After queuing in the toilet for a bath, they walked out of the arena.

After that they still endlessly try out other game games until the time on Romi's watch shows at five in the afternoon.

"We haven't prayed yet. Stop by the mushala first!" said Romi, who is called Yulia. He was red, so just wait for them on the terrace until they finished praying while playing mobile phones.

"Naah, I'm satisfied to play, so before we go home to eat first!" said Romi who made Shila excited to eat pizza.

in a shop near the place.

"Yul, I arrived to the toilet, I went to the toilet first huh?" said Romi who was embraced by Yulia, he soon passed from there. And Shila and Yulia walk into the fast food stall. Because Shila who is still excited and walking while jumping, he hit someone and fell.

"Silver..!" yulia shouted in panic. And immediately approached Shila to help her stand up.

"Ohhhh!" a pregnant woman complained. And the man beside her was angry.

"Hey, little boy! Have ma ta no anyway? play hit my wife."

Yulia was still lowered her head, as if remembering something about that voice.

"If you have a child guarded dong mbaknya, if up to my same wife my son why napa how?" scold the man again.

"Here you go, I'm okay!"

Yulia looked up to hear the familiar voice, how shocked to face the reality of who the person in front of her was and nagged because his wife was hit by a shila.

"You...! he said surprised, but a second later smiled cynically and mockingly.

"Look, my wife is pregnant right now. Now you know who's barren."

At once Yulia's eyes condensed, wanting to get away from them. Yet again the cynical word was uttered from the man's lips.

"Congratulations, congratulations for the rest of your life who will just be the babysitter of people's children.