W&M Boutique And Photo Studio
There are 3 people in the room for fitting clothes, each with different activities. One of the three was standing at a distance, with a small book in her hand, looking with envy wanting to be that close, as the boss of the boutique owner stood opposite the VIP guest who was a handsome man, a young businessman who had a successful career not to mention he was also a university graduate famous abroad.
Ah! Miss Queene is very lucky, she thought enviously seeing the two people in front of her who were currently standing, without any distance between them.
Meanwhile, Gavriel, who is currently standing opposite the woman he loves, makes full use of the sense of sight to record all activities, as well as the expressions they make. Not to mention the scent, which wafted into his sharp nose when Queene was close to him, barely lingering in front of him.
Gavriel pov on
My arrival, which I thought would end in failure to meet her, didn't really happen. When I received support in the form of Queene's mother, who immediately called her daughter to accompany me.
I smiled happily when Onty called and quickly ordered her to come see me immediately.
Honestly, I really believe that she must have used a thousand ways for her to avoid me. But, look now, when she is standing in front of me with aunty smiling when she sees her daughter standing in front of me.
Aunty also pushed her, until she almost fell with me who immediately caught her.
Thanks to aunty, because it seems she really wants me and her favorite child together.
Then she also began to do her job professionally, even though at first she seemed reluctant to follow what I wanted. But, I know if she is not someone who will take responsibility, moreover I'm sure the employee conveyed my threat that casually said he would unsubscribe.
Don't take it to heart what I say, it's just a way so I can lure her out of her safe zone. Because in fact, I'm not even sure I want to move places to make the suits I'm wearing after this.
Usually I will only make my clothes with my trusted designers, men of course, because I don't want my precious body to be touched carelessly by foreign hands, especially for a woman.
I was silent when she ordered me to lift her up with my hands, with her immediately encircling a measuring tape in my stomach area.
Oh ... Even if she wants to see my stomach right now I don't mind.
I shook my head, as inconsequential thoughts began to invade my brain and mind when I felt small stings, through the touch of her fingers on the sleeve of the shirt I'm wearing.
Damn, this is the result if I hang out a lot with Alex and his stupid adult lessons.
Ok, this is the second time I can freely inhale and see her in close proximity to her almost without distance, so I started to ramble with yes-yes thoughts. Don't bully me, because I'm sure there won't be a man who doesn't like it this time, when he was close to the woman he loved.
Damn male hormones, coming at just the wrong time.
At this time she was standing behind me, about to measure my shoulders and chest circumference, making me angry without being commanded.
Why does it have to be from behind? Isn't it.
A white arm stretched out from behind me, of course the arm with the shirt meter stuck to my burly chest. I could also hear her muttering, as the measurements she had measured over and over were not the same, so she hesitated when an employee who recorded my coat size asked.
It wasn't long before she finally moved in front of me, then apologized before coming forward and reaching out her hand to circle my chest again with the tape measure.
"Sorry."
"Hn."
Again I can see her clearly, because right now she is focusing on the numbers on the string with her face down.
Well, if it's like this-
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Wait, whose heartbeat is that? Was it mine or was it hers, who suddenly looked up, so that in the end we looked at each other, because from the start I had seen it by lowering my head a little.
Thump!
The beat returned, as our eyes locked by one gaze diving into each other. I looked at her longingly, while she looked at me with the reflection of my eyes in her eyes.
I know clearly that there will always be me, both in your heart and in your two beautiful balls, my Queeneira.
As our eyes fell on each other's beauty, I coded with my finger, to an employee who blushed at the sight of us both silently staring at each other. Until finally, there were only the two of us in a closed room specifically for customers fitting their clothes.
My hand that was giving the code to the employee, now begins to move slowly for me to put on her waist and pull gently, until she sticks even though there is a distance when her hands are still holding the tape measure.
"Gavriel," she whispered, then tried to push me hard, until she finally let go, intentionally when I didn't want to make her more angry with my bolder actions like earlier.
She also turned her head back then looked back at me with wide eyes in shock, when there was no one around us.
"Siska, where is Siska?" she asked frantically, then quickly backed away from me, making me chuckle but inside.
Don't let her see me chuckle or she'll get even more annoyed with me.
"Gavriel you're crazy huh, don't you understand too. If I don't want-
"Don't want to see me? But alas, you can't stop me from wanting to, Queene."
With an annoyed expression that was really cute to my eyes, she left me alone and walked out of the room with hierfeet stomping, her behavior never changed when she was upset or angry about something.
"Gosh, she is so cute."
Put my coat back on, then followed her trail out of this room and I could see her sitting with auntyElisa, who seemed to be asking about me and the design for me.
"Ah! Gavriel, come here, let's talk about the suit."
I just nodded and walked over to where the two of them were sitting, with her pretending to be looking at the book on the table, but I could glimpse a blush remaining on her cheeks for a moment before she lowered her face.
Isn't that very sweet?
Sitting in front of the two of them, aunty Elisa told me to sit next to her, while aunty said she would move to the chair I'm currently sitting in.
"Gav, move here, I'll make it clear when Que makes the pattern."
"Mom! Why do I have to move."
Turning my face immediately towards the voice of protest swinging her arms casually, while replying to a sentence that really made me want to chuckle, moreover she couldn't reply.
Aunty Stood up from her seat and changed seats with me, so now I'm sitting next to her, deliberately sticking my arm with her arm, which immediately shifted but I shifted my arm again.
Aunty looked at the cellphone, then looked back at us.
"What were you talking about, Que?"
"Eh! No. It's nothing, Mom."
I wanted to laugh when I heard the stuttering sentence when aunty asked her.
Oh my, I want to laugh out loud, when I know how to keep her calm when I'm sitting next to her like this.
"Oh yes, Gavriel."
"Yes, Aunty?" I said when he asked with a clear curious tone, making me guess what she was asking.
"Yesterday, aunty saw Queene bringing shoes from you home, did you buy it on purpose? for Que to wear at the welcoming party?"
"That's-
"Mom! Why do you ask that?"
"What! Instead of being curious, it's better to ask, right?"
"But Mom-
"Sorry Aunty, actually, I haven't told Queene yet, if there will be a welcoming party for me the day after tomorrow, because I myself only found out when I arrived and forgot when I had a lot of work to do."
The two women of the age difference looked at me with different expressions, Queene who looked at me was still annoyed, while aunty who looked at me with her head nodded in understanding.
"You seem very busy, Gavriel. Are you actually busy right now?"
I couldn't help but nod and put on a faint smile, when aunty put on an understanding expression unlike the woman beside me, who hid her annoyance with a casual expression by pretending to draw a pattern in her pattern book.
"That's it, Aunty. I only have time until lunch time, before going back to office activities again," I explained in a calm tone, with Onty nodding again in understanding.
"I understand, even your Daddy used to be like that. To the extent that you always play with Mommy, compared to Daddy it's so busy."
That's right, I remember when I was a kid and was often called by my Daddy kid. At that time I was annoyed with Daddy's busyness, which made me feel guilty when I used to complain about being absent Deddy accompanied me to play.
"Like that, Aunty. I suddenly felt sad, afraid to do the same thing, if one day I had children. Isn't that right, Queene?" I asked while turning my face to look at her.
Cough!
I chuckled, stifled, when I heard it choked with aunty Elisa who immediately ordered the employee to get drinking water.
"Oh my goodness, why are you coughing like that? Drink this first," said aunty, holding out an open bottle of bottled water, while I took this opportunity by gently rubbing her back , which this time she couldn't avoid while she was busy stifling her cough.
Ha-ha-ha ... If I don't bite the inside of my cheek, I'm sure I'd burst out laughing by now.
Queeneira, how come you're this cute. I was just asking, but I haven't actually proposed to you.
Finally the coughing ended, with her slowly removing my hand from her back.
"Don't take the chance, " she whispered when aunty was talking to the employee who had brought Queene mineral water.
"Me? No, I'm just helping you," I replied in a nonchalant tone, reaping her annoyed snort with a blank face.
So glad you looked away, Dear.
"Tsk."
"It doesn't hurt anymore, Dear?" asked Onty with a nod and then a reassuring smile.
"No Mom. It doesn't hurt anymore," she replied, while I was just watching these two women reciprocate their respective worries.
"Anyway, you were asked why you were surprised. In fact, Gavriel is asking for your opinion, isn't it Gav?" continued aunty, this time I joined in the second chat when aunty asked me.
"Hum, right onty. Reflecting on Daddy's experience, but I am sure, one day when we have kids, I won't do that," asaid, using the word us ambiguously causing aunty to reply to me with a response of praise and trust.
"Ah! A very lucky woman, to have you as husband and daddy, Gav. Because Auntie believes, if that's what you can do and it's possible."
"Thank you, Aunty," I said with a small smile, while Queeneira… I don't know, because right now she's just looking down, with her hands busy scribbling on pattern paper. But, if only I didn't see the tight grip on the pencil rod, I'm sure I would never know if she was actually harboring a temper.
Don't worry, because you are the woman I mean, my Queene.
Gavriel pov end