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Erna and Ranti who was just about to step into the hotel dining area immediately stopped.

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

The two middle-aged women threw one another face to face as if confused by the situation that occurred at that time.

On the other hand, Zhorif seemed to let out a sigh of relief when he saw the foreign man leaving the two of them without saying anything.

Now lived Zhara who looked confused in her place. "Mas, just proposed to me, you know," said Zhara after being satisfied thinking with her own mind.

Zhorif nodded his head as if approving of the words the teenager had just issued. Zhorif took out his cell phone and thrust it at Zhara. "This is your picture, right?" the question seemed to make sure that his vision was still fine.

Zhara nodded her head with a confused frown. "Kok, can it be in Mas?" tanyakanya.

Zhorif rubbed his face roughly, looking frustrated, before neutralizing back his facial expression. "I'm the guy who's going to be betrothed to you" he explained.

One sec.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Zhara's brain took that much time to digest the words thrown by the man before Zhara's legs seemed to be squeezed and almost dropped, if Zhorif did not hold her shoulders back.

"What's wrong?" zhorif asked as if worried about Zhara's strange behavior after hearing her explanation.

"Before a while, Mas.." shrieked Zhara with a blank look that led to the floor.

After the girl managed to control her shock, she stood up straight again and looked at Zhorif with eyes twitching.

"We can have dinner together. There's a lot I want to say" Zhorif said before walking first to enter the dining area.

Zhara replied with a nod and hurried after Zhorif who had left first.

The two sit right at a table adjacent to the glass that displays the crowded city of Jakarta at night.

Both of them seemed silent for quite a while because of the awkwardness that suddenly hit. To eliminate the situation, Zhara took the initiative to call the waiter to order the food that she had been interested in in the picture of the menu. Zhorif seemed to approve the girl's initiative and ordered her dinner.

"I just found out that Jakarta is this cool when viewed from above," said Zhara with eyes fixed on the glass.

Zhorif nodded his head in agreement after clearing his throat to wet his dry throat. "Only then"

"I know you don't mean to talk like that!" cut Zhara quickly with nervousness.

Zhorif let out his breath feeling relieved. "Good, if you understand," he said.

The silent situation again drowned the two after that brief conversation. Zhara seemed to be playing her fingers as she lowered her head constantly.

"Buck...."

Zhorif raised his head to stare at Zhara's bead that kept moving as if stating that the owner was feeling uncomfortable. "I want to take a look at what I said earlier!" his repulsive words made Zhorif round his eyes in surprise. "Come, get married!" invite Zhara looked enthusiastic so as to make a sound big enough to make people around them turn their heads.

"What did you say?" Zhorif close his ears as if to make sure that his hearing is still fine.

"Yes, come on, get married!" repeat Zhara without hesitation in her sentence. "I heard that the age of Mas will soon be three-headed, mature enough to get married" he said with a smile.

"Not a problem, really, Mas" Zhara replied lightly.

Zhorif again had to sigh at her, puzzled over how to refuse the teenager who had just invited her to marry without hurting her feelings. "Do you have no goals? I'm the kind of husband who doesn't like his wife to work" he said.

Zhara rounded her eyes while clapping her hands. "My present intentions are to marry Mas and by the way I also like the type of husband who curbs his wife" Zhara replied with a plain smile.

Zhorif held back his angry growl and clenched his hands tightly. "I have no intention of getting married yet." explains Zhorif, "....I came here because of my mother's will" he added.

"Same, dong, Mas! I also came because Mami maksa," replied Zhara, grimacing.

"Do you understand the meaning of all my words?" zhorif asked, looking tired at the girl before him.

And, Zhara instead put on a confused expression and shook her head innocently.

"I intend to reject this ridiculous matchmaking!" clearly Zhorif firmly stood up from his seat.

Zhara looked surprised by the actions taken by Zhorif and looked at the man timidly. "The mad, huh?" ask her with eyes that begin to glaze over.

Zhorif was also surprised when he saw Zhara who seemed to want to cry because of her words that sounded like a clash. Guilt immediately entered him. "I didn't mean to"

Zhara's cry suddenly broke, her white skin suddenly flushed red as tears fell from her round eyes. The ashen voice released by the girl managed to attract back the attention of the people around them.

Zhorif rushed over to Zhara and tried to calm the girl with a rub on her shoulder. For several times Zhorif cursed himself who managed to commit repeated sins by touching the body of someone who is not his muhrim.

"Why don't you want to marry me?" asked Zhara in between her cries.

"Not so"

"Mas himself, right, said that Mas wanted to take responsibility. What if I get pregnant, dong?" zhara asked as she wiped away the tears that had soaked her cheeks.

Zhorif was again struck by discomfort once the people around them immediately whispered and looked at him as if he was a jerk who had just fucked the girl and did not want to take responsibility.

" Oh Allah .. how many times do I say that you will not become pregnant...." Zhorif let out a furious sigh, but his hand instead moved itself to rub Zhara's hair to calm the girl down.

"But, I want to marry you, Mas" his whine again hardened his cry.

Zhorif rubbed his hair in frustration before nodding his head confidently. "Well, we'll get married if you stop crying" Zhorif said firmly.

And, it managed to stop Zhara's cry within a span of 5 seconds. "Really, Mas?" ask the girl to make sure.

"Hm .. it's up to you" Zhorif said before returning to his seat with a withered leg.

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