Bestfriend ‘Til Jannah
Indirect Proposal

Zhara did not stop smiling happily because she could be close to Zhorif. Plus, Zhorif also looked so cool by using only one of his hands to control the steering.

"Mas, what's the business there?" ask Zhara curiously.

Zhorif moved his eyeballs to glance briefly at the girl sitting next to him at this moment. "Privacy" he replied briefly.

Zhara pursed her lips feeling disappointed at the short reply the man gave. "Mas, have you known Sasha for a long time?" ask her back, to find a topic.

Zhorif nodded his head. "Alesha was a close friend of mine in college" he explained, which made Zhara smile again with pleasure because the reply given by the man this time was quite long.

"Mas doesn't want her, why would I know Sasha and Keysha?" ask Zhara again.

"If I don't ask any questions, you will definitely still give the answer," Zhorif replied confidently.

Now the smile on Zhara's lips widened. He felt that Zhorif was getting comfortable talking to him. Look, the man even answered Zhara's question long.

"Sasha's sister is my sister-in-law!" zhara was enthusiastic.

Citt!

Zhorif stepped on the brakes suddenly and made Zhara who was not wearing a safety belt almost bang her eel into the dashboard if only Zhorif's hand did not rush to hug the girl's shoulder.

Zhara blinked her eyes a few times before lowering her gaze on the hand of Zhorif who was still hugging her shoulder. Not much different from the girl, Zhorif also opened his eyes before choosing to distance himself from the girl. "Sorry," Zhorif said before returning to run his car.

"Buck...."

Zhorif glanced at Zhara for a moment before clearing his throat, indicating that he would listen to the words that the girl was about to say.

"Mas will be responsible, right? Mas abis holds me, but Mas himself said that we are not muhrim. How will I try to get pregnant?!" zhara asked with round eyes of fear.

"You're not going to get pregnant."

Arriving at the large building belonging to the Heavenly Hotel, they immediately entered it and rushed towards the dining area to catch up with time.

"Mas, do you know where I have an appointment at this place to eat?" asked Zhara with a frown.

Zhorif rolled his eyeballs, if he continued to be near this girl maybe his patience would run out as well. "Indeed, where else would people usually make an appointment if not here" Zhorif replied. "Reservation on behalf of Ranti Maulana" Zhorif told the maid, who appeared to have been waiting for the man to say so.

"Let me drop off" said the hotel maid with a polite smile.

Zhorif nodded briefly and followed the servant who led him to a table, but before that he had already twisted his body to look at Zhara's bead. "I think we can part here" said Zhorif as if to make the sentence as a farewell to the two.

Zhara pursed her lips to look at Zhorif's back which was getting further and further away. The girl let out a furious sigh before walking towards a toilet.

"Remember, yes .. wear the dress that Mami kept in your backpack!"

The girl smiled satisfied with her fairly simple makeup, but could beautify herself several times than before. Zhara decided to go out and walk towards the eating area again. But, just a few steps away, his hand had already been held by a foreign man from behind.

Zhara turned her head and tried to let go of the man's hand. "Sorry" he said before walking quickly to ask Zhorif for help, who was sitting quietly and talking to his guests.

But again the man caught his arm and forced Zhara to stop. "Gue has no intention of interrupting, I just want to ask for your number" said the man, smiling faintly.

Zhara again removed the man's hand from her arm. "Gue doesn't have hp," replied the girl originally.

"Then use this phone...." The man offered a new phone that Zhara had been craving for a month.

"No way!" resist it with great difficulty, before taking a step to escape.

However, the man did not seem to give up easily and again blocked Zhara's path using her strapping and tall body. "Gue can only stop deketin girls who are married.." he said, which suddenly made Zhara frowned confused, ".and I'm sure you're not married yet," he continued, which made the girl round her eyes in shock.

"So you want to make me?!" asked Zhara in a high tone.

The man nodded casually. "What do you think I want to do?" reply with the eyeballs turned.

"Ih! Don't want to!" reject Zhara blatantly, before pushing the man's body away from her and taking a step to escape.

"Bugh!"

"Dude!" Zhara grimaced in pain as her head hit something quite hard.

"Are you all right?" Zhara's highly recognizable voice made the girl raise her head slowly and catch the face of Zhorif who was really close to her because the man was looking down.

Zhorif sighed and pulled Zhara to stand right next to him. The man stared intently at the foreign man who had been harassing the girl he knew. "Lo said you wouldn't bother a married girl, would you?" The foreign man nodded his head clumsily and made Zhorif let out his slanted smile. "If I told you, she's my wife-to-be, you'd leave?" Zhorif let out an unexpected sentence as he wrapped his hand around Zhara's stiffened shoulder.

Zhorif looked at Zhara who was also now looking at him as if asking for an explanation of the words he had just said. "You just asked me to take responsibility, right?" zhorif asked which made Zhara nod her head innocently.

"good. Then I'll be in charge..."

"....I will marry you...."

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