Obsessed Teacher Bk
78. Cannot Sleep

From star-studded night until morning came the sound of chicken. Andy's eyes couldn't be shut at the thought of going to see their wedding dress this morning.

See the glare of the morning sun through the gap of the curtain fabric of the room window. Andy roused his body from the bed, his legs coming down, stepping towards the bathroom to get ready.

Shower for 10 minutes, stand in front of a mirror for 30 minutes with part of the body still wrapped in a towel. That's what Andy is doing. On the bed and floor was filled with her clothes.

“Why are all the sudden clothes not good I wear, anyway?!” andy Sfor.

So nervous today, in both eyes Andy all clothes in 1 big closet of his were no good. Although there were new clothes and pants he had never worn, but still in both eyes all the clothes were ugly.

Too long in the room, Khandar to knock on the door of Andy's room.

“Andy, are you awake?” khandar shouted while knocking on the door.

“Shortly, Pa!” andy from within.

Because it was called Khandar, Andy chose a new shirt and pants he had never worn.

“Why were you so long?” khandar asked after Andy opened the door.

“Bingung want to choose which good clothes to wear, Pa,” Andy said.

Khandar glanced briefly into Andy's room. Her forehead frowned at the bed and floor filled with Andy's clothes.

“Now we eat, and let auntie take care of your clothes,” said Khandar, his right foot stepped first, followed by Andy.

Before going to pick up Tina and Karina, Khandar and Andy took their time to have breakfast, finished breakfast and then they went to Karina's house.

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At the house of Karina

Karina, Tina and Junaidi look ready, they are now waiting for the arrival of Khandar and Andy in the tv room.

“Pak, instead of you saying you want to work, yes?” tanya Tina saw Junaidi dressed neatly. Not factory clothes.

“Mr just remembered that today is Sunday. You also want to take a look at the wedding clothes of the rich, ma'am, who will be wearing our daughter,” said Junaidi without shame.

“This father, shy to know heard Karina,” reprimands Tina elbowed her husband's arm.

“Make what father is ashamed of his own son,” Junaidi turned his gaze to Karina. “Are you ashamed to see this tacky Father like your Father?” ask Junaidi to Karina.

“No. Dad's not tacky and so on. Even Karina is happy to see Dad behaving like this, Karina is happy if Dad and mom join in receiving the happiness that Karina will feel,” said Karina.

“You are really very mature. Mom wanted to cry,” muttered Tina while wiping the tear at the end of her eyes.

In the midst of the happiness of Karina and her parents. There was a knocking on the door.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Karina!”

The laughter and jokes of Tina and Junaidi momentarily came to a halt after hearing the voice of a call from the young man outside his house.

“That seems like a Tama boy,” Tina said when she heard a young man calling her daughter's name was Andy.

“Then let's go ahead,” invite Junaidi.

Junaidi and Tina stepped towards the living room, followed by Karina.

“Wa’alaikumsallam,” said Tina after her footsteps arrived at the doorstep of the house.

“Is everything ready?” ask Khandar.

“Already, we are all ready,” Tina said quickly.

“Because everything is ready, let's go in!” bring Khandar.

“Karina, Miss Tina and you Andy, sit in the back, yeah. Let the gentlemen sit in front!” added Khandar.

“Iya Pa,” says Andy.

Andy, Tina and Karina entered and sat in the rear passenger seat, while Junaidi sat in the front passenger seat.

“Can I already pace his car vehicle?” tanya Khandar looked at Junaidi.

“Iya,” nod Junaidi.

The car drove from Karina's yard to the boutique building owned by his late wife.

1 Hour drive finally their car parked in a boutique parking lot. Andy, Tina, Karina, Junaidi and Khandar all went down in unison.

Seeing the boutique building so luxurious and sturdy, both eyes of Junaidi and Tina continued to lead to the glass-walled building.

“Eh, uh, if the boutique is as luxurious as this is definitely all expensive stuff son,” whispered Tina while tugging at Karina's arm.

“Neither by ma'am. If the price is expensive we get good quality clothes, for Karina it does not matter ma'am,” said Karina tried to calm Tina.

“If 1 shirt to tens of millions, how? Mother's savings with your father just not so much,” whispered Tina worried. Heard by Andy.

Andy breaks through, standing halfway between Karina and Tina.

“Let's relax, all the items you want aunty and Karina to buy here, let me pay,” chirped Andy spirit.

“Don't, just wedding clothes. Let's say mommy dresses here. You can tekor, Atm you melted anyway,” reject Tina.

“Yes, even though I've been banging for money for Karina and aunty. But the aunt instead said like that,” holds her left chest. “I think I'd like to kill myself!” added Andy listlessly.

“Ja-don't, yes mom will buy a lot of clothes inside,” said Tina was afraid of Andy's threats.

“Well, that's dong! Let's go inside,” encourage Andy.

Karina clasped Tina's hand, stepping together into the boutique building. Khandar and Junaidi also entered, stepping together.

Arriving inside, Khandar was warmly welcomed by a 35-year-old female staff.

“Welcome Mr. Khandar,” greet the woman, eye glances towards Andy and also Karina. “Are the two young people the bride-to-be who you said?” the female staff recalled their phone call last night.

“Iya,” nod Khandar.

“Because both brides-to-be are here, how do we just look at the clothes above,” invite the female staff.

“Mari, ma'am,” invite Karina to hold Tina's hand.

The female staff stepped in first, following Khandar, Junaidi, and Andy. After taking the elevator to the 3rd floor. The elevator doors opened, the female staff stepped back first, then followed Andy, Khandar, Junaidi, Tina and Karina out.

The female staff stopped her steps in the middle of the room.

“If the bride's dress is there,” the woman said pointing her hand straight ahead. “And if the clothes for family and others are here,” the woman continued to direct her hands to the right, left, and back sides.

“It looks like we see the clothes for the bride-to-be first,” said Tina.

“Then let's go there,” invite the woman to step foot.

Arriving there both their eyes are presented with bridal clothes with a variety of patterns of cloth neatly arranged according to the color. Tina's unrelenting inner self continued to chant with gratitude at seeing Khandar's treatment not distinguish her daughter.

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