
After our joke in the car, we have now arrived at the restaurant Aunt Shela parking lot because suddenly Celine told me to take her to the restaurant owned by Aunt Shela
I noticed Gio's car was still following us. There is no fatigue for him. Since he was in the car following us for hours, was he not tired and bored?
I really don't understand what he's doing and he's thinking about following Celine all day like that. What will he do after this?
"Are you coming with me in or going straight home Al?" Celine asked me.
"I'll take you home Cel," I replied to him.
"Ah Al, I'm really moved" she said with a very funny face.
"I don't take Cel's compliments, but I accept your love if you give it to me" I said to him.
"What do you want from a widow like me Al?" she asked me with her laughter which made me even more fascinated with her.
"Because it's you. Try it if not you, whichever I want," I replied with my laughter that did not want to lose to Celine.
"Yuk ah Al went inside, maybe even digress far away our jokes," Celine invited me to enter the restaurant in front of us which is the property of Aunt Shela, Celine's aunt.
I also went inside to follow Celine who had memorized the ins and outs of this restaurant.
"Hi aunt's pretty niece, how are you?" aunt Shela greeted Celine and hugged her and kissed her cheek and right.
"Good dong aunty, really good even," he replied with a big smile.
"This is it... Al-Alex huh?" aunt Shela guesses Alex's name by remembering his name.
"Yes Tan, Aunt Shela, how are you?" ask him while shaking his hand.
"Good, aunt is fine. You came at the right time" said Aunt Shela happily.
"What's the aunt? Is there a problem?" ask her.
"No, not at all. The only thing that makes aunty happy is the arrival of the two of you at this aunt restaurant.
"Do you want to sing both of you on that stage? Soon the music player and singer will be performing there," Aunt Shela said with great joy as if telling us to sing together.
Celine and I looked at each other, and then we nodded in agreement to a request from Aunt Shela.
We both walked towards the small stage that had indeed been reserved for an event like this.
We sang a song we used to sing when we were Junior High while we were doing group work together
This song means so much to me, every word and tone means so much to me. And now I sing with the woman who sang with me at that time.
Celine looks so fond of every verse that it does not feel the song was finished we sing together. How could I get tired of singing it if in front of me there was now a woman in my heart who was singing with me. I didn't think the song would end so quickly.
The applause from the visitors and from Aunt Shela made us very flattered. So happy, Celine wrapped her hands around my arms as she stepped off the stage.
My heart is very flowery carried by the woman of my dreams.
Maybe he just held on so as not to fall, I said in my heart to convince myself.
"Ups sorry Al" he said, releasing his circular hand on my arm as he regained consciousness and was shocked to find his hand on my arm.
I didn't really look at the car that Gio was following us, but I occasionally pretended to look around so Gio wouldn't know we knew where he was.
It turned out that Gio really did not give up. He's still there. I became curious as to what Gio would do or plan to do.
And it's my job to watch out for him and keep Celine out of her rotten plans.
It's late and I don't see Gio's car anymore. Carefully and always on my guard, I drove Celine home to her parents in accordance with Celine's wishes.
If I was at his parents' house I could be relieved, because at least Celine was there to accompany him. If she was in her apartment and was stalked by Gio, would I be able to sleep well?
"You wanna stop by Al?" ask me when we were in front of Celine's parents' house.
"Don't Cel, it's late at night, not good with the neighbors. Next time, yes" I refused Celine's invitation to stop by her parents' house.
"Loh Cel, why don't you come home if you want to come here?" the sound made us look back where the source of the sound came from.
"Dad... Mother... Where are you from?" celine asked her father and mother while hugging them both.
"From the study in the mosque. How did you get those gini nights here?" I asked Celine.
"After work, continue to eat at the place of Aunt Shela Bu. Eh even did not feel like talking to Aunt Shela, finally late. And Celine came here because Celine misses you so much, ", Celine replied in a pampered manner to her mother.
"Yowes. let's go inside now. It's not good to talk outside for a long time," mother said with her chuckle.
"Let's go inside, let's have a little chat, "this time Celine's dad talks and invites me to come over to his house.
I don't know what else to refuse. And according to my parents' teachings, I should respect the older person and should not argue with him. It was for this reason that I followed the wishes of Celine's father and walked in following them.
"Whose name are you?" celine's dad started asking me.
"I'm sorry I haven't introduced myself. My name is Alex" I said as I reached out to shake hands with them.
"Don't call Om, just call Dad like Celine" said Celine's father, chuckling at me.
"Okay Dad," I said bowed in shame.
"What are you, Celine?" tanyanya back.
"I'm Celine Yah's Junior High friend. And we are still close friends to this day" I replied with a little fear but I could still handle it, so it wouldn't be seen by Celine's parents.
"Oh best friend, friend. I thought you were -"
"Dad!" celine to stop her saying.
If I were to be Celine's life partner I would gladly sir, I would have my inner and neutralized my expression so as not to look scared and present my smile so that I would not look bad in their eyes.
"Why don't you guys just date? Or maybe get married?" celine's mother asked both of us.
The deg!
Mau Ma'am.. if mother approves it, I also directly impinge on it.