Chasing Love Shavira
#23 Meeting Candidates-in-Law

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Along the way the atmosphere felt awkward, they were more silent, only occasionally chatting.

"Vi, I think it's been a long time since we've met." Ical started the conversation.

"Emang Yes Mas. I was busy in the office." replied Avi.

"You're getting prettier longer." seduced Ical.

"Start your dreadlocks yes Mas" said Avi while hiding his face that met with red.

"So I can't wait for your halalin cepet." teased Ical again.

"You are Mas." Avi bowed in shame.

"I picked him up again. Stop by the house first." said Ical.

"My face met your parents ?" Avi tried to refuse.

"It's okay - what. You're pretty anyway." - Rayu Ical.

"I'd be ashamed if I look cute in front of your parents" said Avi.

"Mother with my father nyantei. There are even those who are candidates for the ex do not want to be invited to meet continuously" said Ical.

"Yes deh Mas. It's up to you. " Avi finally agreed.

"That's dong. You are beautiful as you are." praised Ical while looking at Avi.

"Udah ah Mas's. Don't keep muji. I'm a geer." Avi closed his face. Ical just smiled anxiously at him.

"Try halal, I've uwel - uwel you." murmured Ical inwardly.

They stopped by for breakfast at the rest area. Avi did not forget to buy some bread and drinks for bekla at the hotel.

They arrived at the hotel at 11am. Avi was about to get out of the car.

"Bring you just this ?" ask Ical.

"Yes Mas. I don't like to carry too much stuff." replied Avi.

"Truly - really similar to Mother. Don't like complicated." Ical murmured in his heart.

"Why is it ?" asked Avi who saw Ical only terdi while looking at him.

"What's wrongwhat. I'm going inside ya." Ical took over Avi's luggage.

"Thank you, Mom. I have never checked in at a hotel" Avi said.

"Do I need to get her nginep ?" god Ical.

"What the hell are you Mas." Avi looked annoyed.

Ical also helps Avi to ask the receptionist.

"Bu Shavira in room 305. Please lock the room." Thessalonis handed Avi the room key.

"One room alone Ma'am." asked Avi.

"No Ma'am. One room filled with 2 people. It just so happens that your room has not come" replied the receptionist.

"Oohs. I went straight to my room" said Avi.

"Please ma'am." replied the receptionist politely.

"Mas, I went straight to my room. At 2 o'clock start the seminar" Avi said.

"Should I take you ?" ask Ical.

"No need to. I can do it myself. Thank you for antherin." replied Avi.

"Same - same. I'll call you later tonight." said Ical.

"Later let it.." Avi's words stopped when someone greeted her.

"Avi. "greet someone cut off Avi and Ical's conversation.

"Miss.." Avi greeted his partner who was hugging him tightly.

"You coming too ? What room is it ?" asked Nenda after taking off her embrace.

"Room 305." replied Avi.

"I'm at the same room" said Nenda.

"Alhamdulilah can room with you. Others are not coming ?" Avi asked back.

"I don't know either. Hopefully someone will come along too." replied Nenda.

"Ehem.." Ical cleared his throat because merass was ignored.

"Eh Mas's. Excuse me. I forgot you're still here" Avi said.

"You've met me so forget it." protested Ical.

"Your husband Vi ?" ask Nenda.

"I'm not married yet Nda." replied Avi shyly - embarrassed.

"I'm Avi's future husband." Ical introduced himself.

"I'm Nenda." Nenda put both hands together in front of the chest. Ical was relieved to see Avi's roommate who was also sholehah.

"I'm going home first, Vi. I'll pick him up again" said Ical.

"Yes Mas. Thanks yeah. Be careful on the road." said Avi.

"Let's Mbak. Later Maak came home if you want to be together really can" said Ical friendly.

"False Mas. God willing my husband and son will pick me up. All staycation." Nenda resisting smooth.

"Yes. Assalamualaikum." pamit Ical.

After Ical disappeared from sight, they took the elevator to go to his room on the 3rd floor.

"Your sumai candidate is handsome as well as Vi" said Nenda.

"Ah Ma'am can do it." replied Avi shy - shy.

"You've been dating her for a long time ?" ask Nenda.

"I'm not dating. We just live." replied Avi.

"Taaruf yes. Cool you guys." praise Nenda.

"It's customary, ma'am. I'm just looking after myself" Avi said.

"When is marriage ?" ask Nenda again.

"You don't know yet. I haven't met her parents" replied Avi.

"Can I ?" Nenda asked in surprise.

"Do not know Mama. I fear. Afraid her parents don't like me. Moreover, I'm just an orphan." Avi told me.

"You should be sure dong. Gotta dare. We won't know if we haven't met, will we ?" Nenda tries to encourage Avi.

"Insha Allah Ma'am. Doain yes." said Avi.

"God's Insha." Nenda lightly patted Avi's shoulder.

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"Bun, what else ?" Ical approached Sissy who was busy in the kitchen.

"Mother again make brownies Nak." replied Sissy who focused on her cake batter.

"Bun, Insha Allah tomorrow Ical would like to invite the future mother-in-law here" said Ical.

"Well, that's Cal." Sissy immediately looked at the handsome face of her son.

"Then dong Bun. Ical's time is a lie." said Ical.

"The woman you've been looking for ?" ask Sissy.

"Yes Bun. Ical actually met a few months ago. But only now want to be invited here" said Ical.

"Kok you never told me the same Mother ?" Sissy stared at her son.

"Ical wait for Avi first, just dare to tell Mother. Afraid of php." said Ical.

"His name is Avi ? What's the real Cal ?" search Sissy.

"His parents were originally Sumatran but had long since died. He's an orphan. Long stay in Bandung." replied Ical.

"Was an orphan ?" Sissy.

"Yes. Orphaned from small. So he doesn't know where his ancestors are ?" answer Ical.

"Tersu lives with whom in Bandung ?" Sissy kept asking.

"Living in the orphanage since he was a child. Ah Bun, don't let it go. Especially if Avi is here." said Ical.

"Yes. Mother will not have its origin. Mommy Masakin will be special" said Sissy.

"Thank you, Bun." Ical kissed Sissy's cheeks gently.

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Sunday Morning Ical was already on his way home with Avi.

"You just calm down. Mother and Father I'm not so bad." Ical try to calm Avi down.

"Yes Mas. Just confused about what to do" said Avi.

"Obsolutely normal. So be yourself." said Ical.

"Mas later on Avi kemenin ya." pinta Avi.

"Yes. Later Mas temenin." said Ical.

Avi also fell asleep during the trip, because last night he could not sleep thinking about today. Until it does not feel the car has entered the city of Malang and headed to Ical's house.

"Vi, you're here." call Ical.

"Eh.. Sorry Mas. I overslept." Avi tidied up her hijab.

"What's up." Ical smiled seeing Avi frantically tidying up her clothes and face.

The car turned into a simple house with a beautiful courtyard.

Ical took Avi down. Ical had not knocked on the door, but Sissy had opened it.

"Assalamualaikum Bun." Ical kissed his mother's hand.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Sissy.

"Mom, know this Avi." Ical pointed at Avi ynang slightly lowered his head.

"Assalamualaik." Avi kissed Sissy's hand and raised her face.

"Vaalaikumsalam. You're Avi, Dio's employee first huh ?" greet Sissy.

"Mr Rissya ?" ask Avi not to believe it.

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