Failing to Get Married Because of Fat
81. Pick up Tsamara

"Thoriq, you're so neat. Where you going?" Husna asked her son, who was standing before her.

The young man was wearing a red long-sleeved shirt and cream-colored trousers. His footwear, he wore colored sneakers matching his shirt.

"Ma, Thoriq says yes. Want to have dinner with Tsamara." The handsome young man extended his hand to his mother.

"Yes, mama let me. Tell her how you feel. If he agrees, marry him immediately. Not to take sins for dating."

"Good, ma. Thank you for your advice and support. Then Thoriq says yes now. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

After kissing the back of his mother's hand, Thoriq passed out. Along the way to Tsamara's house, her heart kept pounding.

**

Meanwhile, at the residence of Tsamara. The eldest son of Mr. Abas was facing his dressing table. He applied a bright red lipstick, in line with the knee-length dress he wore.

Afterwards, he wears a diamond necklace given by his late mother. Long hair in a bun. High-color cream supports her tall and slim body.

He stood up and scanned his reflection from the mirror. Beautiful and sexy looking. He took his cream-colored handbag, then stepped out of the room.

Soffin, who was out of the room, was about to take some drinking water to the kitchen, and happened to see Tsamara come out of the room flabbergasted in surprise.

"Sir Tsa." Soffin muttered while closing his mouth and his eyes were round.

"Why Sof?" Tsamara smiled at her sister.

"Kak Tsa is very beautiful, fragrant too. Where you going?"

Not yet Tsamara replied, papa who brought a cup of coffee to accompany work, was also surprised to see Tsamara's appearance. It's like his late wife.

"You're so pretty, son. Where you going?"

"Night, I'm home." Said Farah who entered, then closed the door of the living room.

When he twisted his body, he was also as shocked as his sister and papa. Because look at Tsamara's appearance.

"Sir, it's so pretty." Farah Mumbled.

Tsamara returned a smile, seeing her family saying that she was beautiful.

"Thank you for praising me. Since you guys were asking the same question, then I will answer it as one. Tonight, I'm leaving..."

Not finished Tsamara replied, there was a knock on the door accompanied by greetings. Farah who was still standing by the door, immediately opened the door.

Looks handsome young man wearing the same colored clothes with the one in Tsamara is wearing a smile.

"Excuse me, is Tsamara's sister here?" Ask Thoriq politely. Even if it is in people whose age is below it.

"A-there's brother." Farah looked over and looked at her brother.

Farah opened the door wider, so that her family could know who was coming. Including Tsamara and Thoriq who directly sat at each other.

The hearts of both of them were pounding irregularly. In the hearts of the two, each other praised the appearance of the person they were looking at.

The Tsamara family saw what happened between them and Thoriq, then smiled and cleared their heads.

So that their deheman voice is quite loud, resuscitating a pair of people who are harboring feelings.

Thoriq immediately turned his eyes to Abas, smiled and reached out to shake hands.

"Good night, um."

"Good night son Thoriq. What was? Let's go in first."

Mr. Abas made room for Thoriq to enter. They went in first and sat in the living room.

"What's up, son?" Ask Abas again.

"I'd like to take your daughter, Tsamara. For dinner."

"I'm coming, brother." Soffin cried while raising his hand and showing his index finger.

Thoriq was forced to smile, as the little one interrupted the conversation.

"Soffin, who was invited was only Tsamara's brother. You can't come. Want to be a mosquito repellent?" Rebuke Farah firmly.

"Where are the mosquitoes in the restaurant." Reply Soffin, who seems to not know what his brother means.

"Soffin, that's exactly what Farah said. If you want, we'll have dinner together. What do you want to eat?" Ask Abas.

"No way." Soffin pursed his lips.

"I'm sorry, son of Thoriq. He was very close to Tsamara, so everywhere wanted to come along. If om himself lets you take Tsamara to dinner. Just go home not at night. And take good care of princess om."

Thoriq commented with a relieved smile, finally papa Tsamara allowed him to bring his daughter out together.

"Thank you, om. Then we leave now."

"Hem, be careful."

"Good, om. Soffin, I'm sorry, but this time I didn't take you first. In shaa Allah next time brother will take you out to eat or walk."

"A promise, brother?"

"In shaa Allah brother will try. Then, big brother first yes."

"Okay, brother." Soffin held out both of his thumbs.