FORCED CHEATING
32LAMARAN

“Darling, grilled fish is just something? good for breakfast.” Mirza said, then his hand turned on the stove and picked up the fish on the dining table.

Via did not reply, he was still a monologue in his heart.

“Why you, baby? How come suddenly melo so his face?” Tegur Mirza who saw his wife's face flat.

Via immediately awakened.

“Ah, no Mas. Thanks for helping.” Sahut Via tried to neutralize his feelings.

Via to the refrigerator to take stock of vegetables there.

“Eh, what do you want?” Ask Mirza who has put the fish on the grill.

“Price is.”

“Let me just. You sit here sweet yes.” Mirza pulled out a chair and told Via to sit down. “You cook what it is?” Mirza checked the contents of the refrigerator. “This is a long bean, tofu, carrot, spinach ..”

“Tompeach stir-fry, you're Popeye, Mas!” chirps Via.

“Haha... , that was si Yana's call for me.” Mirza laughed loudly. ”But it may be if you want me to masakin sauteed spinach. Then there are chicken too, carrots, eggplant, tomatoes, lettuce, what to make?”

“Terserah Mas aja, did he say Mas was the cook?”

“Iya deh.”

Mirza picked up all the vegetables and put them on the dinner table then sorted out which ones would be cooked first. Because of the putty of the Mirza, the same tomato eggplant sampe on nggglundung.

HOP!

It was fortunate that Via dexterously caught it immediately before it fell to the floor.

"Be careful dong Mas, until you fall like this. Most of you do not need to be cooked all times!” Oceh Via half-keki who saw her husband was still confused about what to cook.

“Ah, what if we make comro only?” Cetus Mirza's.

BUKS!

Via smacked the eggplant he was holding onto Mirza's arm.

“Ouch! How to hit?”

“Ya anyways Mas ngaco! Comro made him wear oncom. See here is oncom?” Via was unsettled as he pointed at the vegetables in front of them.

Mirza. “Neither.”

“Keep to make comro use what? Where's oncomnya?” Via is getting worse.

“Ya buy dong.”

“Ogah!”

“Yes I bought.”

Mirza just wanted to walk but hunted in resistant Via.

“Not to be weird, Mas. Cook any existing. Later in the afternoon, I already laper tau!” Via manyun is getting worse.

“OK deh ..” Mirza nurut's. “Yes, here eggplant is back. Demen is very eggplant megangin? Must be your imagination everywhere huh while holding eggplant?” Mirza seduces Via.

“Ih, imagination what does that mean?” Via wants to hit her husband again using eggplant again.

“Eit, don't hit dong again, baby. Pain lho.” Mirza caught Via's hand while putting on a spoiled pretentious face.

“Yes that's why we cook there, don't think too much. That's the fish look out for a charred!” Cerocos Via while pointing at the stove.

Mirza immediately ran away, she just remembered the grilled fish manasin again.

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Sofi sat expressionlessly with Lady Hussein in her room. Sofi looks so beautiful with a tosca dress that contrasts with her white skin. His face was even more charming even with makeup that was not too excessive. But her beautiful round eyes did not imply happiness at all.

Mr. Husein and Azad who were sitting in the living room immediately got up when they heard the sound of a car entering their yard.

“Azad, call your brother soon, son. Ramzi family has arrived.” Order of Mr. Husen on Azad.

Mr. Husein immediately greeted Mr. Makhrus Alatas, Ramzi's father with a warm embrace. Then it turned to Ramzi who radiated a hue of happiness on his face.

After a short stale talk, Mr. Husein invited them in. Some luggage seems to be being taken down by the driver from Mr. Alatas' car and assisted by Mr. Husein's maid.

“I'm very honored for your visit, Mr. Alatas.” Mr. Husein's smile continued to expand because the candidate came alone to propose to his daughter.

“Do not be too formal so, will we not soon be different?” Seloroh Mr. Alatas who was greeted with laughter pleased Mr. Husein.

Before long, Sofi appeared accompanied by Lady Husein with Azad walking behind her. Azad seemed very worried about his brother. From last night he tried to talk and convince Sofi if he is not willing to accept Ramzi's proposal then it does not need to be forced. But Sofi is still silent.

“Sofia Alta Husein.” Welcome Mr. Alatas to stand up to welcome his future son-in-law.

Mr. Alatas can't seem to hide his shock at seeing Sofi's pretty face. Even more so with Ramzi. But he gave a different expression. His face was a little tense, eyes barely blinking and his mouth gawking perhaps almost the size of a table tennis ball and if there were any passing wasps guaranteed to go straight in.

“You are very beautiful.” PujiRamzi when shaking hands with Sofi.

Sofi only pulled a little of her lips. Then they sit back.

“So how?” Ask Mr. Alatas directly on the matter.

“Pa, wait a minute. Why did you ask me like that? Hasn't Papa not conveyed our purpose and purpose here?” Ramzi told his father.

Mr. Alatas was even widened followed by the laughter of Mr. Husein who was no less exploding. Be the two of them as if they were having a laughing contest. Mr. Alatas' stomach was distended to join the movement up and down, while Mrs Husein just smiled with Azad.

"Son, speak." Said Mr. Husein to Sofi after his laughter.

Sofi looked at her mother. Mrs Husein, who still looks beautiful in her 60s, nodded with a deep smile.

"I want to say something before I give you an answer." Sofi.

All quiet. The large victorian-style living room was stiffly shrouded in questions that filled the minds of each of them. Sofi felt that a heavy burden was pressing on her heart, but she thought it was time for her to come clean.

"Say, is there a special request from you?" Reveal Ramzi who feels impatient because Sofi is still silent.

Sofi circulated the view on every pair of eyes that were there. Everyone looked at Sofi waiting for an explanation.

"I'm not sure Brother Ramzi will still propose to me." Sofi looked at Ramzi with a flat face.

"Why are you saying that?" Ramzi shifted her seat towards Sofi. The look in his eyes implied disbelief.

Ramzi had been waiting for Sofi for so long to miss his youthful days of solitude and had to be willing to be married by his two younger siblings just to wait for Sofi to be his wife.

"Tell me what you want, I will fulfill it." Ramzi urged with confidence.

"Ramzi, don't rush like that." Mr. Alatas warned with a slightly suppressed tone, but at the beginning he was the impatient himself

"Don't doubt Ramzi. She's the best husband-to-be for you." Mr. Husein also assured Sofi.

"I ... " Safi's sentence was deliberately discontinued, she looked once more at her mother.

Mrs Husein who does not know what really happened to Sofi, of course just smiled as a sign of strengthening.

Sofi took a heavy breath. Ramzi looked at Sofi with a soft look, Sofi replied with eyes that started to heat up.

If only the man proposing to me right now was you, Za. I certainly wouldn't feel this heavy.

Tears welling up at the corner of Sofi's round eyes almost poked when Ramzi suddenly closed and knelt beside Sofi while grabbing Sofi's fingers.

Sofi was flabbergasted, wanting to let go of Ramzi's hand. But he realized it must have hurt Ramzi and embarrassed him. Ramzi's face does look more climatic now, his body is also not too thick as half a year ago when he last met him. It is more handsome but Sofi's heart is only filled with Mirza.

"You know how much I love you?" Ramzi was full of feelings. "I'll make you happy."

Sofi couldn't take it anymore, her tears were shed. His palms broke out in cold sweat and started shaking.

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