'going out? can i really go? how if anyone recognises me? wait, why should i be afraid if anyone recognise me. It should be good right? should i go? but if i don't go aunty G will be upset. She has been so kind to me. Okay. be brave be brave Stefany'. I speak inside.
I take a long deep breath, and heading to the bathroom. I make sure to clean all body as i take the shower. Even wash my hair.
After showering, I get in my bathrobe and dry my hair. Then I go to the walk-in closet in my room and open the wardrobe racks.
Aunty G prepares me a lot of clothes when I came to this house with her back from the hospital. She called 5 designers to give their greatest collections that fit my body. Night gowns, party dresses, including the formal and informal attires. home clothes, sports wears. As for the shoes, She bought me about 129 pairs If i didn't count it wrong. Complete with the jewelry and all fancy stuffs woman would dream to have.
'what should i wear? Not too formal, not too informal, How does aunty G usually dresses in hanging out?' I start thinking.
I am not really comfortable to wear skirts. I at first thought to just wear jeans and blues. but I doubt if it's a good idea to wear them. It's aunty G that I'm going to go with. I cannot do that.
I stare at the dress racks, spreading my eyes to find one piece of dress that would fit our hang out today. I love everything simple. after a few minutes, my eyes drop on a maroon short dress. It's 10 cm length above my knees, with a short sleeves. Then i chose a golden chained sling bag, and a plain golden flat shoes. I pony-tailed my black hair, put a thin mineral pack on my face and put on a light transparant lipgloss on my lips. I am not really comfortable using make up or powder, + i have a white skin, so i prefer to go without any make up. I use mineral pack to replace powder. It's tecture is like powder but transparant and works to control face oil and prevent dust from hitting my face.
I put my phone, cards, power banks, and tissues inside the bag, then stand one more time in front of the mirror. Checking if i miss anything.
"Lets do it Stef. You can do it", I try to convience that woman in the mirror. I take steps and get out of my room.
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When i reach the first floor, Aunty G hasn't been there.
"woooow. you look so gorgeous ms Stefy", Dar Lin stares at me in admiration.
"am I? " I asked her back. To be honest I don't feel confident now.
"Yes you are. You always are gorgeous miss", Dar Lin smile wide as she tries to convience me.
Then we heard someone is walking down the stairs. It's aunty G. She wears a V-neck black dress, with her gold 7 cm high heels and her a gold pouch on her left hand.
"Stefany, you're here already. wooow, you're so pretty". She comes closer and hugged me tight. Then release me.
" I like your dress "
" I like your dress more aunty. You look so beautiful"
" I know right, I don't understand why I look so pretty and young until now. " She jokes. But that's true. She looks so young even though she is in fifthies.
Then she adds more. "uuuu, we use gold on the same place. aaaaaa I'm so excited". She shakes my body a liytle by excitement.
"Excuse me Madam, the vehicle is ready", one of the maids approache us.
"Okay, lets go sweetheart" Aunty G takes my wrist, as she leads me to the car. We get inside and off to go.