Larasati & Mr. Regent
Fabric and Batik

Ice back to the car. Somehow she was more excited after hugging Farida's mother.

"Let's walk" said Ais as she sat next to Farid.

"Okay" Farid replied as he drove up his car.

"So what's the same mom? How come I'm using all the hugs?" farid.

"Kepo" replied Ais jutek.

"Roof"

"Well, you like it, don't you?" ais's answer silenced Farid.

Now Farid's cheeks are blushing. Ais could only glance at it from the corner of her eyes. Actually also his heart was dig dug ser when saying the statement earlier.

"You were sad, why the hell Is? Shouldn't it be seneng because mbak Laras wants to marry?" Farid tried to divert the conversation.

"Sir papa. Where the hell are we buying the cloth? It looks like the road is far away"

"Subscribe shop Mr. Duta, the road over there is closed because there is the manufacture of culverts. That's why muters go through here"

Ice just nodded ber oh ria's head. Before long they reached the shop that Farid meant.

"We're told to buy for how many?"

"500 pieces of kebaya and batik cloth. I choose the batik, you choose the danger. Cut 2 meters. Let's go faster"

"The color?"

"Sir Duta really likes the color of lime, if mbak Laras?"

"Laras mah all colors like him. Okay then let's just pick lime. Need to get permission first gal from Mr Duta?"

"Try me WA first, rather than wrong" Farid quickly sent a message to the Ambassador. And immediately reply.

"Lime" said Farid.

"OK, let's go!"

Farid and Ais begin their hunt. Soon Ais found her choice. He asked employees there to cut the cloth per 2 meters, and immediately silenced.

While Farid is still busy choosing a suitable batik. He was a bit confused until he met Ais again, he couldn't make his choice.

"Have you?" ask Ais. Farid shook his head making Ais roll her eyeballs. He pulled Farid's hand and started spinning again. Ice eyes are very observant in finding a good one.

"This?" asked Ais while pointing at the batik. Farid took a quick look at it and agreed. Farid called the employee and told him to cut the cloth for 500 pieces. Flaming with hands.

Ice and Farid waited sitting on the sofa.

"Still need a shoulder to lean on?" ask Farid. Ais knitted her brows.

"No, I should've borrowed your shoulder to unwind, not grieve over men"

"Ooo, so because of men? The doctor was that halu?"

Ais nodded. Farid did not know what to comment.

"I'm like a stupid girl who still expects him. It's obvious that he loves Laras very much, he's obsessed with Laras, a lot of people tell me that he's like this, not good, not suitable, whatever. But only I consider the wind and then their talk" said Ais.

"And now, have you realized yet? Have you tried to express that feeling to her?" sahut Farid

Ais shaking. "It has not been disclosed that he once said to be forgotten. At that time Laras was almost free to talk. He asked me, who is the other woman who loves him? He would have told the woman to throw away the taste. Because his heart is only for Baras. It was already my hope. And today it's getting sicker"

Farid only listened to the story of Ais.

"What do you think I should do? Honestly I really love her" Ais asked Farid.

"If you can have it you're sure you'll be happy? What if it was the other way around? Is it your heart that will be hurt continuously? Honestly, Is, I still have that taste for you. I feel pain when you're sad and I'll borrow my shoulder just to cry for that bastard guy"

Farid revealed his heart. Finallyaaa. He no longer cared about being rejected or accepted. He just wanted Ais to know. But he was also worried that Ais would stay away again like she used to.

Ice was silent for a moment. Thinking of Farid's words.

"7 years of not meeting I thought it would take away that feeling, but the truth? I'm still expecting you" Farid added.

Ice was silent and did not answer. Farid did not want Ais to stay away from him anymore. Maybe too rushed, he thought. He was finally silent. They are trapped in silence.

"Give me your phone number" Ais asked Farid.

"For?"

"Are we not the successful marriage team Laras and Mr Duta? To communicate it"

"Ooo, I thought you'd approach me. Heheheehe, kidding" Farid said.

"Yes maybe while the approach can also be. But don't blame me if you're hurt"

Like getting extra oxygen. Farid's body seemed to be injected with spirit. "Seriously Is? Heartache of business lately. What matters is there's a gap for me to get in"

"Where else are we going?" ask Ais.

"To the invitation printing. Then book WO. Hadooooh, the more burden my work. The preparation time is very short yes, only 5 days"

"Sabaaar, we can do it. Only use digital invitations. Just take a picture of them both. If you have to make an old video" Ais gave advice to Farid.

"Hmm, good idea"

"Where's the number? Ask for a number, can you?"

"Hahahah, insult your phone"

Ais handed her phone and Farid immediately wrote down her number. He wanted to connect to his cell phone. The ice number is still the same. Farid returned the phone again.

"Aren't you hungry? You haven't eaten anything" asked Farid.

"Great attention, hungry siii...."

"Let's eat first, they'll have a long way to go" Farid pulled Ais's hand and told the store employee that they were out for a while.

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The ambassador arrived at his home. He immediately went up to his room and made a video call to Laras.

The barrel that had just finished changing clothes grabbed his hijab and received the video call.

"Assalamualaikum brother has arrived home?" tanya Laras saw the Ambassador who had laid himself on his pillow.

"Waalaikum salam, it's just now. Kangeeeennnn's brother"

"Ih, it's also been a few hours not met, don't go gombal deeeeehh"

"Abang is no longer competitive dear, my brother really misses you. I want to be fast on the 11th. Ay, clear your time tomorrow after lunch. We were told to mamah fittings for the wedding dress"

"Dear, I'll get permission from the hospital first"

"After that we go to the tomb of Papah, Dini, and Haris yes. I'd like to introduce you to Papah and Dini"

"Yes abaaaang. Been there rest, don't be tired"

"Disappeared tired brother when he saw you. You want our concept of marriage how Ay? Want to prewed?"

"The concept wants a minimalist but the cultural elements still enter the bang, brother wants prewed? I just follow brother anyway"

"If the preweds are in the studio how yank? Brother's still afraid that prewed on the outside"

"okay, agreed. How many invitations did you print?"

"The law is small, only about 5 thousand people"

"Huh? little from where, that's a lot of me. I'll ask for an invitation for 1000 yes, make abi and umi families, same friends"

"Okay, brother wants to recognize you with one more person. But brother hesitated, he was willing to accept brother or not"

"Who?"

"His brother's here, Rama"

"Just try, ask for help from your best friend. Who knows the way we can improve the relationship of brother and mas Rama who are rather mbulet"

"Thank you Ay, you're willing to accept brother. You can understand my brother's situation"

"Either. Already dzuhur. Pray first and then rest, baby. Love you"

"Love you too. Assalamualaikum darling"

"Greetings waalaikum"

The ambassador and Laras both smiled. Eventually they will head for the car.

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