Let Me Fall in Love
52. Invitation

Ami and Zaky began to enjoy seafood fried rice delivered by his assistant Pak Idrus. The fragrant aroma tempts the tongue to continue chewing accompanied by crackers and pickled cucumbers and two glasses of hot orange drink.

"Well, how good, huh?" Ami looked to the side. Staring at Zaky who was eating voraciously.

"He em, good." Just a short response. Zaky chose to focus on continuing his meal.

"That's Kia coming." Ami smiled as often as she saw the metic motorbike that had just climbed onto the sidewalk and then parked on the edge of the shop where she ate while lesehan.

Zaky followed Ami's line of sight. Justright. When the helmet was opened, Kia's face looked fresh and radiant and full of spirit. Walking carrying a basket with his head down and ready to pass in front of him.

"Teh, look out on top of the plane!"

Ami deliberately pranks Kia until her friend spontaneously looks up. Then turn the face.

"Oh Ami, A Zaky?!" Kia was surprised with widened eyes. "Why not ngabarin first if you want to come here "He approached and sat next to Ami. Repeating congratulations directly and cipika cipiki. Although previously congratulated in group chat class IPA 3 also on social media account when yesterday Ami posted a photo of the victory.

"It was intentional to surprise. This Aa want to try first nasgor 'Kabita' because tomorrow leave again to Singapore."

Kia looked at Zaky after getting an explanation from Ami. The one looked at seemed to nod his head in response to being chewing. "As for taste, any criticism and suggestions, A Zaky?"

"What flavor?" Zaky looked at Kia with a sudden brain lag.

"Favorite with Kia." Sambar Ami with a relaxed expression. Despite getting a pinch gift from Kia on his arm.

"Fried rice, A. I'm here to try nasgor." Kia gave a smile looking at Zaky who was grimacing her face.

"Sorry, the concentration of 100% more bergebayangin in Singapore later if you want nasgor will have to make it yourself. I want this delicious taste. Again taste the spices anything." Yeah."

"Life is not complicated. Ask the same person directly. It's just a bother."

"Where might he give a leak, Marimar. The secret of the kitchen. Except pay first as royalty."

Kia chuckled at the brothers' argument. He used to see if he came home in their car. Fun and entertaining braids.

"If it is for personal use. I'll love the leak. But if A Zaky wants to use it for culinary business in Singapore, well that's gotta pay."

"Make it personal. When I miss home cooking, I like to cook by myself. Thanks, Kia."

"Yeee, don't thank me. I haven't asked for Kia's contact number yet. How to get the recipe."

"That's your job, Mi. Brother and assistant who must respond. Not tulalites. That time must be told. He said it was cute and smart from orok."

Kia laughed at the sister who glared at each other's eyes. Actually, they sit together. But prospective buyers began to arrive parking the motors on the shoulder of the road.

"It's easy, Ami, A Zaky. I'll help you first, Father." Kia stood up from her seat after getting both of them answers.

"Don't be free. Where do we order 4 more servings." Ami took a long breath. Not at all happy if the meal is free. Kia's parents have to work hard for her three children's school fees.

"Quiet down. I paid first." Zaky's plate is slippery. Sweat appears dewy on his forehead because it chooses spicy fried rice. Makes Ami smile.

Zaky watched the buyers of fried rice continue to arrive and willingly queue up. Even some of the Adam was pointing a cellphone camera at Kia who was smiling in serving and deft during preparing the ingredients of fried rice that his father would execute. The curiosity has paid off. Considering there was an order of fried rice owned by Mother, she also took Ami home.

"Eh, Neng Ami's. Why did not come to the Father. Wait, don't go home. Wrap it up for the one at home." Mr. Idrus was shocked when Ami approached and said goodbye. Just found out if the young man who had ordered was Ami's brother.

"No need, sir. It already exists. Go home, sir." Ami hurried away before Kia's father held him back.

Kia can't persuade either. He escorted Ami and Zaky to the front of the Ninja motorcycle. "Ami thank you. A Zaky, farewell to the land of the Lions. May the blessings demand his knowledge." He smiled knot.

"Aamiinu. The same do'a for Kia. We go home first." Zaky smiled and nodded. He also wears a full face helmet.

"See you next monday at school, Kia." Ami waved as the motor began to speed down from the sidewalk. Kia replied with a wave of hands as well.

***

The day changed in the morning. Zaky was dressed neatly waiting for the arrival of a travel car that will pick up at six. About ten minutes. Talks at that time with Panji, if the brother-in-law who will pay for plane tickets and give pocket money. And transferred right then and there. He went to Jakarta first to stop by Puput's house because of his brother's request. Then go to the Adyatama Group office to pay a visit to Papi Krisna. Consistent parents financed her education until now. Then fly by plane at night.

"Mi, the real focus of learning. Don't date yet." Zaky looked at Ami who was accompanying him in the living room with Mom, while waiting for the car to come. He monitored the social media accounts of the younger brother who was monitored to increase follower since becoming a champion of Provop.

"Yes." Yeah." Ami hugged a sofa cushion to hide part of her face. His concerns have been proven if the family will not agree if there is a boyfriend from now on.

Forgive me for falling in love with Akbar.

Ami watched Zaky and Mother who were talking. I apologize in my heart for being dishonest. Not-time.

The sound of the car horn stopped the conversation. The car has come to pick up. Time for a good-bye for a long time.

The house was empty after Zaky left. There's only Mom and Ami. Last night Panji and Aul came to meet Zaky who was about to leave. Until chatting until nine.

"Mom, should I move into Aul's Tea room? Let's get on with Mom." Ami rolled on her mother's mattress, tidying her clothes in the closet. Tonight this week missed a video call because Akbar was at a family event. That is dinner as well as a meeting with the family of her future husband Iko.

"So, just keep on top. If both in the lower room, later upstairs so rarely stepped on."

"Can." Ibu Sekar just finished tidying his clothes in the closet.

"Mom, do you like any news from Mr Happy?" Ami got up from her sleep as Mom sat on the edge of the bed.

"It was not until Germany. Continue last week sending photos of autumn at the Berlin Botanical Garden. Very lovely. Wanna see?"

Ami nodded enthusiastically at her mother's offer. He looked in the photo gallery as Mom thrust her phone. "Masyaa Allah, really beautiful so want a vacation to Germany. This Mr. Happy poses the same picture as Gina Tea continues. Nothing is the same for you."

"Pak Bagja's color is firm but gentle, nurturing, dear family." Mom keeps her phone back on the nightstand.

"Does that include my mother's affection as well?" Ami lowered her eyebrows accompanied by a nosy smile.

"Ish, what the fuck is a boy." Mom squeezed Ami's nose with anxiety. Feeling the trap question.

"Eciee, if B's all right, why red face." Ami is getting more deliberately taunting Mom.

"Already, sleep!" Mother pushed Ami's shoulder until strung on her back while giggling. He also arranged the pillow and positioned the fall on the left. Feeling hungry also sleeps alone with the youngest who used to sleep in bed with him.

***

Time moves, days keep changing. Until it does not feel like another week to the wedding of Aiko Bachtiar, his sister Akbar. In the office space of the Seruni Tasik hotel, GM Tommy was receiving a call from CEO Akbar. His face looked serious upon receiving the briefing.

"Yes, Sir. It's ten o'clock."

"Good, Sir. I'll be sliding soon."

Tommy keeps his phone at the table after the incoming call ends. Switch to staring at the ash hard cover invitation card elegant silver combination. A card from Jakarta. The name of the recipient, Ibu Sekar Sari and Keluarga.

The boss is-there is. Invitation needs to be the same GM.

Tommy rubbed his face violently accompanied by a head bobble. Share loc Dapoer's restaurant Mom just received. And must leave at this time. Country duties.

"I'm Tommy, GM Hotel Seruni, Mom. Come here because it was told by Mr. Akbar." Tommy pointed to the identification on his right chest as Bu Sekar stared with a frowning forehead.

"Oh yes. Please come in." Although not familiar with the guests who came, but once the name Akbar called, he did not hesitate to let the guest sit.

Tommy held out an invitation card that was taken out of the bag. "I'm here to present an invitation, ma'am. Mr. Akbar is very much looking forward to the presence of Mother and family at his wedding mbak Aiko." Said the perlente-looking man politely.

Ibu Sekar grabbed the invitation card and skimmed the outside. "God willing, Mr. Tommy. Thank you for bothering to drive yourself here."

"It's okay, Mom. Because Mother and family are the honored guests of Mr. Akbar." Tommy did not stay around either. The state's work is done. He was also pleased.

Afternoon. Ami came home from school on a motorcycle. Since Zaky left, he started Monday by leaving on Aul's matic motorbike which was passed down to him. His gaze stumbled upon an invitation card that was on the dining table as he was about to drink.

"Mom, who won the invitation?" Ami suppressed her excitement after reading the contents of the invitation. It means to meet face to face with Akbar again. Because since the match in Bandung, only communication via telephone and video calls are still intertwined.

"Sir Tommy, the GM of the Seruni hotel this afternoon. Deliberately noganterin because we said guest of honor. I feel so flattered."

I even deg degan Ma'am. I want to see camer. Hihahi.

Ami only speaks in her heart. "We're coming, aren't we?" He wants to make sure. Given Aul and Panji will likely not be present because he heard on Thursday will leave the honeymoon to Italy.

"God willing. Only the two of us represent. Aul's tea goes to Italy Thursday."

Ami went up to her room. Before taking a shower, send a message first by attaching a photo of the invitation card.

[Sister, I have an invitation]

Ami stopped going into the bathroom because her phone was ringing. The name Panda appears on the screen. Though not a video call, but it feels not confident if you do not read it first. He answered with a greeting.

"Could it come, right, Cutie?" Akbar asked after answering Ami's greeting.

"Hm, don't know yet. Cinderella has lost her glass shoe. If you meet later, you can come."

Akbar laughed. Afternoon jokes that make the head tired because of the busy work become melumer.

"Let the Prince send you new dresses and shoes. The prince didn't want his Cinderella until he didn't come. Cause missing you so much."

Ami biting lips. Focus on Akbar's last words that sound sincere from the deepest of hearts. Because it reached his heart which spontaneously caused a sigh.

"God willing, Brother. I am the same mother who came. You see Teh Aul with Kak Panji Thursday leave for Italy tomorrow. Honeymoon week. He said the voucher to Lombok most later for November."

"Oh, okay. I'll have a hotel car to take me to Jakarta. You want to, Cutie?"

"No need, brother. There's a driver Mang Kirman. See you at saturday night in Jekardah. I'm gonna take a shower."

The call ended because Akbar could not linger. Guests have arrived at his office.