Love In Hearts
Part 12's

Aisyah breezed out of the boutique and approached Jamal.

"Loh, hurry up! he said long ago,"

"Udah dapet, say there long ago."

"Oh, yes too! so, now we go straight home or stop by where?"

"The buyer stopped by to buy meatballs, but I was scared!"

"Fear why?"

"Fear of my fiancee, if you go long."

"That's afraid of the boss?"

"No,"

"Continue?"

"Yes are afraid of my fiancee. But not the fiancee's boss I did."

"I'm confused, I thought the boss was a fiancee you know Shah,"

"No, I'm just a pretend-doang girlfriend."

"Ih, why would you."

"Here is my pity, because he was forced by his parents. I don't want to know if I have a girlfriend, she said."

"You're beautiful, but you're not a real boyfriend. The boss is also handsome, so is the tyrant!"

"The boss once had a liking for me, you know for yourself that love can't be forced."

"Well, you can be happy with the man of your choice."

"Yes, thank you."

"Yes, let's get in the car."

"OK,"

Aisyah also obeyed Jamal.

"Where, so don't buy meatballs? tuh stall meatballs really good, meatballs bang Kunti."

"Ah, the hell time? his name is serem kek that's it."

"Not believing, try it first. You will be addicted again."

"Seriously you, have you tried that?"

"Udah dong, yesterday I was bought by the boss."

"Well, would I go down and try it if so, don't come?"

"No ah, you're down there yourself."

"Wrap it up if that's it."

"Whatever."

Finally Aisyah did not wrap the meatballs, not for herself but for those at home as well.

From the aroma of the sauce alone it has smelled good, let alone taste. Must have shaken the tongue yes. Aisyah.

"Well, the capsuss are home!"

"Ready boss!"

"I'm not the boss you know!"

"Boss candidate, right,"

"This is your home?"

"Yes right, cook the stray anyway?"

"That's not what I mean!"

"Keep why?"

"When you lie to me, your boyfriend lies!"

"Well, if you don't believe me, come in!"

"No ah, go straight back! ni, the boss told me to pick you up. Next time I stop by, bye!"

"Yes, bye. Be careful!"

"Ready!"

When Aisyah came in, her mother slipped out of the window.

"Who was that?"

"Oh, that's the boss' driver!"

"Tumben queued!"

"Yes mom?"

"Not really!"

"It's me, it's,"

"What did you bring?"

"Ni meatballs, do we eat yuk together?"

"You know her mother is hungry. Mother's stomach was rumbling from earlier!"

"Who didn't cook?"

"Look, the refrigerator is empty and there is no contents, ask for money dong for shopping,"

"Yes, I love you! what matters is eating first!"

"Oh, yes Ma'am. Later tonight mas Aldi and his mother want Dateng here!"

"You're talking about our wedding plans!"

"O, uh wait!"

"What's wrong, ma'am?"

"Where do you buy that much money?"

"It's bought my boss!"

"That much?"

"Yes,"

"I think it's expensive stuff! your boss is so nice!"

Not what I thought. His inner.

"Yes very good. If it's not good I'm not at home, ma'am,"

"Yes yes,"

"Udah, I'd like to take the bowl first."

There is a sense of pleasure when a mother looks happy when her child comes home with no empty hands.