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Chapter 7. Make Over
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2024-10-29 19:42:56We are busy all day.
An suddenly order of galangal chicken was immediately executed on that day. Pak. Maman until Security guys, was given the job of peeling galangal and other spices. Bik Inah grated the galangal. They cheered up in exchange for galangal chicken rice boxes.
"We can accept orders for rice box next time" said Bik Inah, laughing. I smiled at this busyness. This is a real tragedy!
I bought equipment for rice boxes. Must be the good one, not to embarrass. I remembered if we wanted to have celebration in the village. And don't forget, in the afternoon, food packed for lunch for Mr. Kusuma. If I forget, he will scold me again. I prepare it in a special food pack, so the food stays warm when it arrives. There was already someone from the office who took it. For tomorrow, I fried the galangal serundeng first(roasted grated coconut), and stored in an airtight pack. and, just fry the chicken and cook white rice.
Done!
Tring .. tring … tring...
Cell phone rangs. There was a message from Amelia.
[Aunt! Papa said, please pick me up at school. And we go straight to mall. ]
[OK]
I was getting ready soon. I wore white shirt and a floral skirt. There are no flashy accessories, cause I don't have any. The important must look neat. and, don't get angry again with the boss.
"Pak Maman, let's go and pick up Amel. She's been waiting! She was come home earlier."
***
Amelia's school is huge, there are long lines of pickup cars. All luxury car brands are there. It must be an expensive school. Yes, in average Boss children’s are here.
[Aunt where are you?]
[I Already on the way to school. And still queued. Wait, ok]
[No need to parking. Amel waits in front of the gate]
[OK]
Pak Maman said, long queues of pick-up cars every day. This also happened when driving to school. Therefore, Amelia was always in a rush. Oh that's her; Amelia looks around looking at the passing cars. Pak Maman stopped, I went down to open the door for Amelia.
"Auntie, please sit in the back, with Amel okay," she said as she pulled me into the back seat. We went straight to the mall according to Amelia's directions.
Until the destination, we went straight to their subscription boutique. Amelia said, this boutique owned by the Adijaya family. They have good quality, and complete collection. It is available for teenager, old, women's or men's clothing and even accessories. And also this boutique works with several well-known designers.
"Good afternoon, Miss Amel."
We were greeted by several employees at the door, and escorted us to guest’s room. A beautiful woman came out of the room toward us.
"Hi Pretty Amel. Daddy called earlier. Aunt has already prepared the order. Is this Mrs. Rani?" she said, she looked me up and down. I smiled at her.
"Hmm, body is ideal. Just needs a little polish. I'm Claudia, who handles you. Come with me!"
We follow her.
"Honey, what are you going to do?" I whispered to Amel.
"Auntie we wants to make over you," she said with a smile.
The room we went to was like a special salon. I was scrubbed, facial and trimmed my hair a little. After two hours, I was taken to the previous room. Amelia sitting lazily while enjoying snacks provided.
"Wow, Aunt Rani, you’re so beautiful. It’s fragrant!" Amel shouted while hugging me tightly.
"Are you tired, honey? Sorry for the long wait."
"I'm not tired. For the sake of being picked up by aunty," she said, clinging spoiled.
Yesterday Mr. Kusuma said he would buy clothes for me so he wouldn't embarrass his daughter. And finally, they make over me the whole thing. Actually I don't really like for long hours in salon such a like this. For me simple look is enough.
Maybe my old-fashioned mind, made Bram turns to a more fashionable and pretty woman. A Man, if they are seeing pretty girls around, they’re glaring eyes.
Huuft.... When I remember that, my heart feels tight.
Sounds like a wheel rack being pushed.
Yes Correct.
Three racks of clothes hangers were pushed in front of us. A beautiful woman followed.
Oh, her name is Claudia.
"Come here, Mrs. Rani. Please you choose the clothes yourself, or do I choose it for you?"
"Please selected for me," I replied.
All looks good design. The design is simple but luxurious and elegant. I saw the price tag in the rack, millions rupiahs, and some even more. It's not good, if I choose myself, this is not my own money.
After trying on clothes back and forth, Amelia and Claudia were the judges. Not only clothes to try, but also shoes and accessories. I was assisted by two staffs. Feels like an suddenly a model.
How tired! My feet are shriveled!
Maybe some women who crazy shopper will be very happy. However, if I feel tormented.
"Amel, this isn't too much?"
More than a dozen clothes, accessories from earrings, necklaces, bracelets to necklaces and also several pairs of shoes. How much is this totally?
"No, Auntie. Daddy the one who ordered directly. Just Relax. Just follow it, Daddy will be angry, you know," she said, smiling happily.
"Auntie, Daddy called earlier. He said he goes straight to the great house. So you don't have to wait later."
Tring... Tring... Tring...
[Rani]
[I go straight to mom's house]
[Don't wait]
Mr. Kusuma sent the message. Didn’t it already tell to Amelia? Always something else
[Okay sir. We are still in the boutique now. Thank you for everything]
[Ok :-)] Immediately he answered the message with a smile emot behind it. He seemed to be able in relax too.
That means I can take a break right away. No need to prepare dinner and wait for Mr. Kusuma to come home at night.
"Miss Rani, everything is finished. I have reported it to Mr. Kusuma. Is there anything else I can help?" said Claudia nodding politely.
"No thanks," I said. I can't wait to go home. Tired!
As I passed the large mirror, I glanced at my reflection. Make over results, satisfying!
Very satisfied!
***
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