Chapter 7: Chapter 7

Rakia wasn’t exactly comfortable with Dashtan accompanying her at the moment, but she couldn’t refuse someone’s invitation if it didn’t cost her money. As a result, he walked hand in hand by creating a reasonable distance between them. This mall was quite packed with visitors, people passing by never missed staring at Dashtan.

“Actually, where are you going?” asked Rakia who was finally starting to get annoyed because Dashtan was attracting too much attention from people.

“To my mama’s boutique, want to come?” she offered to which Rakia responded with a moment of surprise.

“Of course not, what would happen if your mother’s employee saw you come with me?! That will give rise to gossip, said Rakia. They stopped in front of a shop that sold jewelry made of diamonds.

“I love gossip, usually I don’t escape gossip but lately there’s nothing those people can take from me to gossip about.”

Rakia rolled her eyes and folded her arms across her chest.

“How about you become the butt of gossip for me today?” Dashtan smiled crookedly at Rakia.

“No, no, no. Are you crazy? You just find another woman to make a tool for you,” Rakia snapped, which made people who passed her pay attention to her. However, he didn’t care and immediately left Dashtan who was surprised by the woman’s anger.

“She’s fierce too,” he muttered, which was only heard by himself and the angels on either side of him and the demons who were trying to instigate him to immediately conquer Rakia. Dahstan took a deep breath then went after Rakia who started to disappear from his sight. He was a little overwhelmed looking for the woman and couldn’t find her. In the end, Dahstan decided to stop looking for Rakia and went to his mother’s boutique, according to his original plan. When he arrived at the boutique, the figure of Rakia trying on a red satin evening gown astonished her consciousness. The woman looked elegant and different, exuding even more an inviting aura that was intense and mesmerizing. A female employee accompanies her.

Rakia who was oblivious to Dashtan’s intense gaze on her was enjoying the sight of her in that beautiful dress. She wanted to buy it, but it was too expensive for her wallet. As a result, she only tried it on and then took off the dress in the boutique dressing room and returned it to the female employee who accompanied her and helped her try on the dress. This boutique product has always been her dream, but she hasn’t been able to buy one yet because she’s stuck in her wallet. Rakia was surprised when she met Dahstan near the entrance.

“How did you know I was here?” Rakia asked fiercely with her stubborn expression.

“I didn’t know you were here, I came here because-“

“Oh, Young Master has come, Old Madame is waiting for you in her room,” interrupted a female employee who was currently standing near Rakia, then left by bowing respectfully first. Rakia just gaped in surprise.

“You want to wait for me? If so, I will give you the dress you want from this place, you are free to choose.” Dashtan knew that Rakia would want a dress from her mother’s boutique. In exchange he must get something too from that woman.

“What am I waiting for you for?” Rakia was confused by Dashtan’s request. She was tempted by the lure but she did not want to do something without knowing the purpose.

“How about lunch?” Dashtan actually did not have a better reason for his request. Rakia sighed as she rolled her eyes. Both hands on the waist.

“Okay, for lunch,” pressed Rakia to which Dahstan responded with a wide, charming smile.

“You can wait for me while choosing the dress you want, it won’t take long.” Dashtan went into the boutique leaving Rakia who followed him with a questioning look. But Rakia immediately took the opportunity to carry out Dahstan’s suggestion while she waited for the man.

Her mind was thinking about Dahstan and this boutique, she didn’t expect that the boutique that she visited quite often belonged to that man’s mother. Rakia was busy choosing a dress but her mind was very noisy about Dashtan. She stared at the half-empty knee-length dress in pink and white with a simple newfangled cut with short sleeves. The material is soft and flowing, the bottom of the dress is slightly fluffy like an inverted lotus flower. The dress is simple but attractive. The V-shaped collar is bejeweled with small diamonds around the hem. Rakia smiled as she imagined herself wearing that dress. Her hand touched the material of the dress at the bottom.

“You like this one?” The question surprised Rakia as well as distracted her busy mind. She flinched and turned to Dashtan who was beside her. Rakia looked back at the dress. Not bad, he thought thoughtfully.

“You look good in that dress when you’re on a yacht, sailing while watching the sun rise.” Dashtan revealed his shadow. He meant it, Rakia would look really beautiful in that dress. To be honest, all the dresses designed by her mother in this boutique fit Rakia, according to Dashtan. The Muse that her mother used to design all the dresses was nothing more than Rakia’s figure. Slender tall with perfect body curves. According to Dashtan, if Rakia becomes a model, she is one of the female models who will steal the public’s attention. And maybe it will be one of the list of women he will date first after Dalilah.

Dashtan’s mind crumpled as he remembered that woman. It had been a long time since he had distracted his mind from remembering her.

“You think I’m going on a yacht?!” Rakia trembled her lips by blowing on them. Dashtan almost laughed at the woman’s expression. Cute and straight forward, as far as he could see.

“Besides, a dress this good doesn’t suit a woman like me. Nobody and also have no place and relationship to wear that dress, “ she added. Dashtan asks a female employee to get the dress for him and wraps it.

“This dress is designed for women who need self-confidence so that she feels significant,” Dashtan said, handing his the paper bag containing the dress they were discussing.

“Really?!” Rakia said that while looking at the paper bag stretched out to her.

“Yes, I know exactly what my mother is like when it comes to designing a dress. There will definitely come a time when it will do its job well for you.”

Rakia sighed as she accepted the paper bag, then smiled sincerely at Dashtan.

“Thanks for this,” Rakia said sincerely. Dashtan smiled with the maximum amount of handsomeness that made Rakia’s heart flutter sensationally.

“Now, it’s time to fulfill my request.”

They walked out of the boutique together. Before going to lunch, Rakia stopped at a women’s knick-knack shop to buy eye covers. Dashtan, who was just looking around, was interested in buying an eye cover as well. Rakia glanced at Dashtan who was holding a panda eye patch.

“I’ll take this one,” said Dashtan which made Rakia smile a little. She thinks it will be very cute if men wear it. While she chose eye cover little bangs. At the cashier, Dashtan asked the store’s cashier to take a white titanium bracelet that was displayed on a shelf behind the counter in a rectangular plastic glass box, the bracelet was decorated with ornaments of various national symbols. There is the Eiffel tower, Singapore lion statue, pyramids, Pisa tower, London clock, cherry blossoms and maple leaves. Dashtan smiled briefly while the bracelet was in his hand then he turned to Rakia’s wrist and grabbed it. Snaps the bracelet on and he is satisfied with it looking so good in there.

“I took the bracelet too, Ma’am,” he said then paid for what he bought. Rakia could only stare and bewildered.

“Why did you give me a bracelet?” asked Rakia when they were sitting in a Korean restaurant. On their table is a stove for BBQ.

“Think of it as a sign of friendship,” Dashtan answered casually.

“But I don’t want to be friends.” Rakia scowled.

“Then what do you want? Be my wife, is that so?” Dashtan replied, which immediately made Rakia’s eyes widen with a surprised expression.