
All the way home they were silent. Lesya did not dare to turn her face to Liam. They're very awkward.
"How am I supposed to tell this to my mom and my best friend ?. Maybe if with mom I can still deflect the facts. But what about Denis ?. He knows who Liam is. And I know that I just found out recently. I'm really confused where to start".
"Oh my God, sometimes I need a shoulder to lean on. It is easier to motivate others than to encourage yourself. As great as I am as an advisor to my students, but when myself slumped I needed someone else to strengthen".
Lesya continued to dissolve into a complicated mess of thoughts in her mind.
Occasionally Liam glanced at Lesya who looked silent daydreaming.
"Ehhem" Liam cleared his throat to melt the atmosphere.
"When can I meet your parents". Liam started the conversation.
"Whatever father" said Lesya.
"If it's up to me, I can meet your parents now" Liam said.
"It's night now. Tomorrow only" Lesya began to give her opinion.
"Well that's it. If asked is answered. It's not the right answer" Liam said.
Lesya turned towards Liam at a glance. "Putian plan really this guy. Usually also never accept the opinion of others" inner Lesya.
"We don't have much time. We only got a week to the wedding" Liam said.
"Heem" answered Lesya briefly.
"I don't want to kill a lot of people" Liam said.
"Same. I don't want anyone but my best friend" Lesya said.
"It's only a temporary marriage. I don't want everyone to know when they're separated. It could be a hot topic every day" thought Lesya.
They finally arrived in front of Lesya's house.
"Thank you" Lesya said with a bow of her head. Then he got out of the car.
"Currently, not polite. Just thank you. I'm like the driver is just me" inner Liam who mengedumel because of Lesya's behavior.
Lesya waits for Liam's departure in front of the fence, until Liam's car is nowhere to be seen from her sight. After that Lesya went into the yard of his house. At the sight of his favorite red matic motorbike parked in the yard.
"The song is actually in the anter to the house. Uh, but how do you know my address ?" Lesya frowned, astonished at where Liam's assistant could tell her home address. He did not give me his home address.
He stepped into the house and was still in his confusion.
"Assalamu'alaikum" said Lesya greeting upon entering the house.
"Waalaikumsalam" replied his mother who was in the front room of the Television.
"What other mother?, have you eaten ?" Ask Lesya to her mother and approach to experience her.
"Have eaten Les. How was dinner last night ?" Marini's mother asked impatiently to hear the story from her daughter.
"Yes, ma'am" Lesya refused to tell him.
"Where are you?, aren't you comfortable ?" Marini kept asking.
"Parent Mr. Liam is kind, friendly and warm" Lesya replied.
"Mom, it looks like Mr. Liam is not going to wait any longer. He's planning on getting married in one week" Lesya said.
"Are you sure?, I'm happy. That means he's a good guy not waiting long enough to be legitimate and lawful. Because it is not good if you have been together continuously but there is no direction to get married" explained his mother.
Lesya just nodded hearing her mother's explanation. "Is he really a good man ?. But why marry like this if he's really a good man. She should have known that getting married wasn't a race and not a game zone" Lesya thought.
"I want to take a shower first ma'am" said Lesya.
"Mom prepared warm water for you. Take a shower, the water will be cold again" ordered his mother.
"Yes mom". Lesya then went to her room and immediately went into the bathroom to start her bathing ritual.
A few minutes later, he finally finished his bath. Then take a face to start praying isya'.
Right after the prayer and prayer, the sound of his cell phone rang.
Triying triying...
He came to his cell phone lying on his dresser. Denis' name is there.
"Assalamu'alaikum" Lesya said as she picked up the phone from her best friend.
"Waalaikumsalam" Denis replied to his voice on the phone.
"What's up?, Tumben" Lesya said.
"You're not busy tomorrow. Tomorrow's holiday, right ?" Ask Denis.
"Yes, I'm off tomorrow".
"OK to sip. Tomorrow I'll play at your house. Very good cooking yes. Hahaha" heard his best friend's laughter blaring.
"It just so happens that you're coming here. I want to tell you something".
"What if you can't tell the story now ?".
"Hormat, no patience. It's good to tell the story straight" Lesya said.
"OK, okay. Yes, I closed it" Denis said.
"Eemm" said Lesya.
"Assalamu'alaikum" then Denis said his greetings to end the call.
"Girishama".
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