Let Me Fall in Love
39. It turned out to be a dream

"Sir Kurds, put these headphones on and don't look back!" Akbar felt lucky that Iko's wireless headphones were left in the car. He held it out to the driver, whose face was confused.

"Let's get out of here if I poke." Akbar continued after testing the music on the headphones.

"Good, sir." The driver accepted though with a big question mark in his heart. Mumpung is still a red light, immediately put on it. Suddenly smiling and unconscious head slightly swayed as soon as he heard the song dangdut.

Akbar touched the video call and within seconds connected to the contact he had changed his name from Ami to Cutie. The face of the young girl in school batik uniform smiled sweetly while saying hello.

"Hey, why smile? Not studying, hm?" Tegur Akbar after answering Ami's greeting.

"Wajbar yeah, brother. When is the haircut?" Ami instead of answering, instead failed to focus on short hairstyles.

"Yes. Just cut my hair yesterday. Nice, no?" Akbar raised one eyebrow.

"good. Want to be anything, too, Kak Akbar's face is like a sprite. Negeri." Ami held out one thumb.

Akbar chuckles. "Not learning, Cutie?" He went back to that question.

"The teacher didn't come in. Replaced task. And I covered pretending to go to the toilet. Hehe." Ami raised his two fingers while grinning.

Akbar chuckles. "Why? What's up, Cutie?" He asked seriously with a gentle look. Tumben Ami asks for a video call first.

"Hm, Brother Akbar handsome bingit in a suit. Where you going?" Again, Ami asks off the beaten track for being fascinated by Akbar's appearance.

"Alhamdulillah. Thank you for the compliment. My nose is not safe to fly." Akbar cupped his nose which made Ami giggle. "Now go to the office for a while. Continue meeting in two places, Cutie. At the building Kemenparekraf met Mr. Minister, continue to the office of relations." He noticed Ami's expression that turned brightly amazed.

"MashaAllah, Coach Akbar is cool." Ami blinked her eyes and rounded her thumb and forefinger. Makes Akbar chuckle.

"Sorry, I'm a nuisance. Just want the nanya, when did Brother Akbar leave for Lake?" Follow Ami with a shy smile. He gave his purpose asking for a video call.

Akbar smiled knot. "God willing, today. Depart after magrib."

"Yes. Plong if you already know gini. Yeah, I'm going to class again, brother." Ami wants to end the video connection.

"That's all, Cutie?!" Akbar was not satisfied.

"Yes that's all. And it matters. Now I have to go to class again."

"Let's quote first thing in the morning, hopefully. It took a good mood all day." Akbar deliberately held the mumpung not until the office. Still staring at the 17-year-old girl. Thought there was something important. Apparently, his presence became important to Ami.

"Ish, I can't quote, brother. If the pantun can." Ami smiled grimacingly.

"May the pantun also." Akbar nodded in agreement.

"OKs. There were spikes on the board, kept by Mang Mamat. Hey you handsome, don't forget Friday prayers." Ami covered her mouth which curled a smile. Just by waving his hand, he disconnected the connection first.

Akbar laughed. Really Ami effect. Morning booster mood from the blanket. The pantun that makes it baper. According to him, the jolly girl is just getting adorable. "Alright, Ami. See you tomorrow," her inner voice was accompanied by a meaningful smile.

***

At the house of Ibu Sekar, many relatives gather ahead of tomorrow's ceremony and the wedding ceremony. The family of Ibu Sekar and the family of the late Father Ramdan, in and out of the meeting.

Ami after school was busy with helping monitor the readiness of catering managed at cafe Dapoer Ibu. He left with Zaky and Puput. Aul's wedding became a catering promotion event and the premiere for the scale of marriage. The results are not, everything is safe under control.

Ami arrived home again in the afternoon. Go to the room and lock it. "Huft, sultry, Panda. Abis see preparation catering. Take a shower ah." Ami reported her activities to the Panda doll given by Akbar who was leaning on a pillow. He's been his bedmate every night.

After bathing and praying ashar, Ami put her body in the belly of a Panda doll. Large size makes it comfortable to lean let alone super soft fur.

The waves in the morning are refreshing. Plus the view of the sunrise adds beauty. Ami walks agile and spirit along the beach barefoot. Trings. An idea came along with a big smile.

"Sister, lipsing yuk! But while koreo. We are Bollywood-an kayaking in Indian films. Chase or want a concept. Anyway, we rehearse first. Want huh?" Ami stared with a glaring glare.

"What?! Bollywood-ans? Know the songs. Not my taste, Mi." Akbar shook his head quickly.

"Yes is not the taste of Akbar, but my taste. And later if it has been tried, it will be our taste. Sure you are." Ami said for sure. In the end after being seduced three times, Akbar relented by force.

Ami, who has memorized the lyrics, is very easy to dance and invite Akbar to follow his movements. On a flat rock, the Indian movie scene is romantic. She sings while smiling shyly as Akbar hugs her from behind. His smile continued to grow and develop. Until I heard voices calling out to him.

Tok to tok.

"Amiiii. Siii...." Zaky's voice grew louder and louder with the door.

"Yeah..bentar." Still half conscious Ami replied. Unexpected to fall asleep while holding his pandas.

Turns out I was dreaming.

Ami scratched her non-itchy head while smiling in a grin. Hurry down from the bed.

"Pantesan....sleep yes?!" Zaky looked at Ami who was yawning long.

"Egypt." Sahut Ami with a hoarse voice.

"Don't get used to sleeping in the afternoon. Not well. Aa Abis bought pizza. Comeondown! Warm as hell." Zaky looked at the sister attentively.

"Yes. Last time abis salat continued to sleep, even blabbasan. I wash my face first. Later on." Ami left the door open. He's going to the bathroom right away.

***

The historic day has arrived. Saturday morning, Panji first held a flush with Sundanese customs. The spacious courtyard of the house is installed tents elegant shades of white chocolate. Large families are present not only to watch, but also to give water flowery. At eleven o'clock in the afternoon, the show was over.

"Different aura candidate manten." Akbar said welcoming the arrival of Panji who had changed clothes. He was gathered on the back porch with Rama, Damar, and Leo. Separate yourself from the noise in the house.

"Hope to do it." Panji has been used to temptation since yesterday when friends who will be groomsmen, come to the house.

"Mas, thank you for the discount. Where can I get a special bridal room again." Panji summed up Akbar's shoulder with great joy.

"Together, Nji. I sincerely give you a discount. There is no business element if the same family. But God gave unexpected feedback. All rooms are booked until Monday. The unexpected wind. Surely some of those who lured it a guest to the wedding tomorrow." Akbar without jumawa.

"Yes, Mas. I've directed all boutique branch managers and relations to work in Seruni." Panji tasting the grapes on the table. While others become listeners.

"My status is branching out, guys. Time to go to Mom's. Change costumes again." Rama stood up while looking at his watch. "Nji, would you like to come see Aul siraman?" He did not lose to tease his cousin. Laughter answered by Panji.

"Take Akbar, Bro. He said he was talking about mojang Ciamis. Want obedience like you can mojang Ciamis beautiful, sweet and beautiful." Leo looked at Akbar while raising his eyebrows. He understood the boss's sharp-changed gaze on him.

"May Leo's proposal. Who knows there are girls from the big family Mother who sreg in the heart. Come on, Bar!" Invite Rama without any impression of weakness. As a metropolitan man, he used to meet friends who were in their 30s and still casually enjoyed the status of singles. He appreciated the privacy of Akbar who chose to remain single. There must be a reason.

"First, Ram. I came to the show with Mama and Aunt Ratna." Akbar had told Mama Mila that he was ready to become a driver who would take her to the house of Ibu Sekar.

The arrival of Puput carrying a bag is a sign of the time to go to Mother's house. Rama paid for everything. He obeyed Rasya's desire to sulk asking to be carried on his back.

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Bestie, who wants to know the dream picture Ami can check the story ig me_niadar.