Blind Dating Dates
Azalea's restlessness

Azalea agitated. He walked back and forth with his index finger tapping his chin, occasionally frowning. The girl was thinking hard about how to take the report on Thursday. Asking his parents for help is impossible. Maryam and Samuel had given all their business to Reynand, as well as the school business.

Meanwhile, Azalea would not be able to ask Reynand to get her report. Can throw an entire school if otu happens. Azalea shook her head slowly. He kneaded his temples, dizzy at the thought of this problem.

"Why you?" Reynand who had just returned home from the office stared confusedly. He put the bag to the sofa, then sat down and removed the work coat that was still attached to the body. He tilted his head to the right and to the left, lingering in a chair facing the laptop made his muscles spasm.

Azalea was sitting next to Reynand, maybe exchanging ideas with the man could get an idea. He tilted his body, staring at Reynand completely.

"Tomorrow who took my report?" ask Azalea directly at the core of the matter.

Reynand was stunned for a moment. "You want me to take your report? If so let me directly meet the homeroom teacher you just," he said later.

Azalea grumbled in annoyance, 'This Reynand doesn't understand what his condition is?'

"So, let the homeroom teacher know we're married, then?" Azalea's eyes were glaring. It seems so if he is upset. Especially when looking at Reynand's seemingly ordinary response.

"Oh, I know ...." Azalea nodded her head repeatedly, as if she understood well what was going to happen tomorrow, "let the beautiful Miss Mother not need to take care of this handsome Mr. Reynand." Her hand touched Reynand's shoulder, patting her gently with a contrived expression.

Reynand chuckled softly. He touched Azalea's hand, placed it on her lap and stroked the back of the hand with his thumb.

"Why, anyway, how, still jealous continue with Miss Winda?" ask Reynand gently. His eyes looked straight at Azalea who was staring at him panted. "Can, we have discussed the matter of Ms. Winda before. Yes naturally, dong, if Ibu Winda likes this handsome husband of yours. There are many women out there chasing me, you know. You'd be tired of yourself if all your girls were jealous." Reynand pinched Azalea's nose with anxiety.

"Dih, spiciness. Who is jealous?" cibir Azaleas. "That's not the point now. Now that's who's gonna take my report tomorrow? If no guardians come, it will be a question for my homeroom teacher and my friends at school."

"Try calling your sister. Ask him to take your report tomorrow. He's coming home from vacation, right?"

The idea that was triggered by Reynand immediately made a wide smile spread on Azalea's face. Why didn't he think of his elder brother from earlier?

Without saying a word, Azalea got up from the sofa. He even let go of Reynand's hand forcibly, then walked into his room running.

Azalea picked up the cell phone in bed, and immediately looked for the sister's contact. I can't wait to talk to that woman.

"What's up, Dek? Brother is out here again. Tumben you call Brother?"

That question Azalea heard as soon as her phone connection was connected.

"Son Jasmine tomorrow there's an event, a job or something. Leave it alone, get me a report at school. Please!" Azalea immediately expressed her wish. Her eyes blinked repeatedly with an adorable face, it was a pity that Yasmin did not see.

"Kok, so Brother. Usually Mama, right, takes it?" protest the brother.

Azalea sat on the edge of the bed, her legs moving irregularly on the floor of the room.

"Mama and Papa won't, sister, with my current marital status. Ask my husband also not possible, he is even the headmaster now. Brother Jasmine is the only hope to help me right now. I don't know who else to ask for help ...." Azalea spoke at length explaining and persuading her brother to fulfill his wish.

"What, anyway, Brother?" Azalea's face was red.

"Alright, Brother will come tomorrow. We met at school, right? You don't have to go to your apartment?" jasmine asked to make sure.

Azalea nodded in surprise. "Yes. Thanks, Sis. Very thanks. See you tomorrow. I love ... dear .. dear ... very same Sister Jasmine. Muezz." Azalea had a distant kiss. He could hear the laughter of his brother before their phone connection was cut.

The sound of a knock on the door distracts Azalea from looking at the phone. He called out to answer the knock and then walked to open the door. He found a fresh face in front, Reynand had taken a bath and had changed into a casual dress.

"Where? Any results? If not, let me betel the office employee tomorrow," said the man attentively.

Some warmed up in Azalea's chest, her heart rhythmically spreading that warmth all over her body to her cheeks that were now red. Azalea nodded weakly with a terculum smile.

Seeing that, made Reynand unable to bear to lend a hand. He tucked Azalea's dangling hair covering her face behind her ears. The beautiful flowers with a dazzling fragrance were as if flying around them.

"If ... I don't win the top three, what about the holidays?" Azalea also spoke. He asked doubtfully. His head looked up, returning Reynand's warm gaze.

"We'll talk tomorrow." Reynand's voice sounded heavy. His face slowly drew closer channeling warmth through a breath. Only a few inches left when the voice from Azalea's stomach was heard. The two laughed together, his hand just pulling Azalea's head into his chest.

"I'm hungry" Azalea said as she was.

"I've ordered food for our dinner." Reynand relaxed back. He grabbed Azalea by the shoulder, taking her to the dinner table. "We'll just wait at the dinner table while we're making the dishes."

"What did you order?" asked Azalea while looking up at Reynand.

"Burning rice with chicken, anyway. You want to, right?" ask Reynand to make sure.

"I want. I'm, right, the eater of everything ...."

"More precisely since living alone with me, right?" Reynand smiled. For a moment, both steps stopped.

"Not really." Azalea continued her steps and followed Reynand.

Reynand pulls out a chair for Azalea. Then he sat down next to the girl. He poured water into a glass, and drank slowly.

"I'll take the plate first." Azalea paced the chair, then immediately picked up the cutlery. A few moments later, their order arrived.

"You don't want to, so, if I'm masakin or what?" Suddenly Azalea asked a pretty impressive question.

"Antara wants and doesn't, anyway. If you have time to learn to cook, you can learn and I am ready to be your first taste of cooking. If you don't have time, it could be later. All this time you can cook easy food." Reynand said seriously. He made sure Azalea understood what he meant. "I'm not too hard about eating. Once again I cook, I cook. If you can't, yes, buy. There are plenty of food choices outside. Don't be a burden to you."

Azalea nodded. At once, she understood that this man who became her husband was a good man. He is so grateful to have Reynand next to him now.