Love As Dosed?

Love As Dosed?
Jaka's Wedding


After the photo session, Ayana was invited to meet the Saga family. He had no reason to refuse it, he knew this risk would occur when accepting the request of Saga's sister at that time. His own fault would accept the man's request, but clearly Saga had helped and advised him not to force himself, if only he refused of course he did not need to do all this. It was his own fault.


The Saga family is a little stiff, this makes Ayana have trouble guessing whether the Saga family likes her or not. Although in fact, if you think about it, he does not really need recognition or liked. After all, he didn't expect it all. Given their relationship, he said he had no sign of heading in that direction.


To be honest, all members of the Saga family are not the talkative type except Jaka and Nabila-Kak Saga-in-law. Everyone talks as necessary. Not the type who likes pleasantries is not important.


For the character of Saga, according to him, the man is more likely to look like the mother, while for the face and posture, the man inherits more genes from the father. What distinguishes Saga from the father lies only in the expression of his face. Although both do not talk much, but at least Saga's father is cheaper to smile like Bara, not stingy macem the man. Saga's sister was also like that, even though she spoke only as necessary, complete with a cold tone of voice, but at least the man was quite cheap to smile, if speaking was also clear. Unlike Saga who have been economical to talk, once like half-and-half, sometimes make misunderstandings and smile was stingy. Anyway Ayana version, Saga is a shitty guy who is not her type at all.


Let's forget their characters are actually not much different. We better talk about their beautiful faces. Ayana enough to admit that the Saga family has a super gene. He's not kidding. Other than having a beautiful face, they all looked youthful. All the. Without exception both parents Saga, who already has three grandchildren but still looks fresh fit, considering his age has entered old age.


Judging by their youthful faces, Ayana thought that at least one of them had jumped into the world of health. But it turns out he was wrong. Saga is the only one to jump into the health field like him. Saga's father owned a fairly influential construction company, which Bara now manages. While Jaka turned out to be an architect, just like Aska nih.


You could say the profession of Saga is the most deviated from his family. Even Nabila, the brother-in-law also said he used to be a civil engineering graduate.


Ayana already knew enough members of the Saga family well, thanks to the story of Nabila aboutudaja. He felt grateful for the existence of Nabila who was very friendly to him. Otherwise, I don't know, he doesn't know. Maybe he'll die lice in the middle of the Saga family.


"Na, I'm called Mother, but Fiona can't be?" nabila.


Saga immediately clucked upon hearing the request of the Brother-in-law. "La," she called out, "lo don't fuck?"


Nabila's age is younger than Saga, so the man did never call the Sister-in-law with frills added Sister or Mbak.


"Yes, Ga, stretch of doang. That's Mommy calling, Fiona sleepy this, fussy ntar if I invite. I send it to you guys yes, itung-itung simulation free before being a real parent ntar. Okay?"


Without waiting for Saga's answer, Nabila immediately handed her youngest daughter to Ayana. Because the woman accepted his request. Maybe Ayana should refuse the woman's request.


"Thanks sister-in-law. Take it out just so it is not too crowded, or you sleep in a hotel room can also. Lo chek in, right, Ga?"


Saga nodded lazily while shaking one hand, driving away the sister-in-law.


"Mas, I think it's too rame here. Fiona from earlier woke up."


Saga immediately stood up and took Ayana out of the ballroom. "To my room?" bargain later.


"Mbak Nabila not chek in the room?" ask Ayana.


Saga shakes. "They're close from here. Obviously Nabila was reluctant to go out of money for chek in hotel. Let me be the fat one," he said when he saw Ayana was seen holding her niece.


Ayana nodded in agreement. He does find it difficult to hold the body of Fiona who is getting heavier because it is getting asleep, plus his heels are quite high. Of course he's in trouble.


With great care, Ayana hands Fiona over to Saga. Not even a minute Fiona was in the man's arms, the three-year-old boy immediately cried and felt uncomfortable. Ayana is upset that Saga is not reliable enough.


Ayana immediately took off her heels, and carried Fiona into her carrier again. "Mas bring his heels the same bag I am you, Fiona let me be fat," he said final.


"Aren't you papa?" Saga glanced at Ayana's two legs which were now barefooted.


"There's a reason, but what more than Fiona crying." The woman's expression looked sullen, like a person who was holding back was grievously upset.


Saga nodded in understanding and took Ayana to her room. He left the door of the room open to avoid any slander.


"Mas, my body feels crumpled all," complained Ayana as soon as she finished putting Fiona in bed comfortably.


"Just sleep" said Saga, putting Ayana's bag and heels on the table.


Ayana glanced towards the door that was left to remain open and nodded in agreement. His body was exhausted and he began to sleepy, so it was better that Ayana would sleep to prepare for her night watch.


***


Ayana woke up at about four in the afternoon. As he opened his eyes, he only found Saga who was in the room. Fiona was no longer by his side.


"Mas, where's Fiona going?" ask Ayana to panic.


"Follow her mother."


Ayana nodded in understanding. "Why am I not built?" protests later. He began to stretch his muscles that felt fresher after sleeping just now.


"No heart," replied Saga briefly.


"Jeez, my gosh, Mas. The show doesn't have everything. But no papa, thanks, yes, thanks to the heartless taste of Mas Saga, I became able to sleep. That's fine."


Saga simply nodded in response.


"If that's what it's like to let me go home, Mas. The show's over, isn't it?"


"Yet. But you can go home."


Ayana nodded in understanding. "Well, which bag are my shoes?"


Without making a sound Saga pointed towards the table, where his sling bag and heels lay up there.


"If so, I wash my face. Ask permission to wash your face, Mas?"


Again still without making a sound, Saga nodded to agree. This made Ayana grumble inwardly. This is another sausage what the hell, just answer the sound of hard like moving in the capital.