Love Two Boundaries
Chapter#9

Ice poV

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Hometown

It's about three hours drive now and

Mr. Hafiz has arrived home. Our

using the rental car that you rented

Hafiz for the next week.

We rented the car from an existing rental service

the Indonesian border Malaysia.

My sudden presence makes Dad and

Mom's surprised.

When we came to Father and Mother coincidentally

I'm at home, except for my sister, because

school and home are quite far away,

so he decided to stay in the place

the family.

I saw a car parked there

page, mom and dad direct

when looking at the one coming out of

the car is me, the mother's reflexes are screaming in half

running towards me, "Ais.....! Is this really ice sir?"

I still can't believe that's coming

was me. I spread it to my two hands

to welcome mother's embrace.

"He's mom, he's me. I'm your son." Me and mom are with each other.

cuddle up. Mom kissed me while she was watering

eye.

"O Allah is Ais, is this really you, son?" mom's still

like a dream can hug .

Father was also no less excited, he also approached

I walk with a little foot

limping, "Ais, father's son" he

hugging and kissing me in full

dear. From the forehead, left cheek and right cheek, and,

he buried me in his arms.

I was crying in my dad's arms.

All this time I was very close to

dad, beat my closeness to mom.

When we were busy giving up longing, there was a pair

eyes that pay attention, he is the master

Hafiz. Still standing at the car door

open, Mr. Hafiz seems to be enjoying

adekan kangen-kangeenan our style. It intentionally

let me take off my miss to Dad and

Mother.

After breaking into a hug with dad, eyes

father and mother were directly fixed on master Hafiz.

My eyes were also directed to

mr. Hafiz.

Aware of him being noticed, Mr. Hafiz

close the car door and get closer

towards us. I'll introduce you soon

he, "father.., mother.., this is the master of Ais, his name.

mr Hafiz".

Mom and Dad were shocked, not expecting that

the one who delivered me was not a travel driver,

except my employer.

" Oh my God, I'm sorry, sir, we didn't

be aware of the presence of the master" said the father

extending hand.

Mr. Hafiz welcomes father's hand,

to shake hands while introducing yourself

go to the father and then move to the mother.

"Come, please get into our hut!" paternity

please welcome Mr. Hafiz that way

amiable. If you knew what he had done

to me, it's definitely not the hospitality that he

give it, but anger.

"Terime caseh sir, saye ambek koper first"

said Mr. Hafiz politely. My eyes and my ears

as if in disbelief, it turns out the men are cold

plus this little snob, could be

chameleons. But whatever I care about, he wants to be

chameleons are even crocodiles though I'm not

care, I'm already hurt and upset.

"Oh..yes, please!" dad opened the trunk

car and help drop off two suitcases

and some other stuff. I'm not coming either

shut up, 'cause you know, dad's sick.

"Well, let Ais take her suitcase, Dad

go in first!" my door to dad.

Father replied with a nod.

"Aise!" said Mr. Hafiz to me slowly

bending down to drop the goods from the trunk

automaker.

"Emmm" I replied in a flat tone without

looking in his direction.

He did not continue speaking, I was also

lazy to talk to him.

Dad first walked inside

Hafiz with one suitcase in hand and the last

me, too, with one plus suitcase

what I bought at the border.

"Sorry sir, this is our hut, please understand"

dad humbled himself.

"No problem, uncle, same saje" replied sir

Hafiz who smiled kindly towards father.

I with a happy face, keep passing

pulling the suitcase towards the room. Flavored

I miss this house, especially my room,

makes me forget there's an important guest

this home.

Mr. Hafiz stood up and was speechless to see

my behavior, which is much different when I'm in

his palace. Today is little by little nature

my real life is starting to surface. Usually

I just bowed shy of being polite, though,

follow all orders and rules

while I was there.

But not here, I'm free to express

self, be the real me.

"Master please sit down!" mom invited you sir

Hafiz to sit in the guest chair.

"Makaseh ibuk" again he tried to be friendly, but

I don't know.., really friendly or forced me too.

don't know.

Mr. Hafiz sidelined the suitcase he was carrying

then sit in the guest chair.

Mom and Dad, sit down too

accompanying mister Hafiz, is different from me,

the impressed one doesn't care about him. From the

sitting with him talking there, mending

I enjoyed the atmosphere of the room

three months I didn't occupy.

I lay my little body, my eyes scanned

every corner of the room, still the same, nothing

different, my stuff is still in

the place I was, I smiled little, happy

I think I can go back to this house.

Still staring at the ceiling, I

remembering the words of Mr. Hafiz when he

automaker. As soon as my smile faded, he

tell me, if our wedding

this will be done in series, for reasons

it is difficult to manage administration to get married

beda state. I refused, so

there was a little bit of a debate, I don't want to

married siri. Because I know to be married

siri has no state legal force

if something unwanted happens, but you want to

how else, he had arrived in Indonesia, and

still insisting on marrying me in series.

Come to think of it, the reason he gave was there

also true, it can't be finished

take care of administration, especially different citizenship in one week. Let it

dad will be

make that decision. Anyway, not necessarily

also I will approve of this marriage.

Only one I asked Mr. Hafiz, that

he did not tell the story of the incident to the two

my parents. Because I don't want you to be disappointed

at me.

If this marriage doesn't happen, I've

decided to choose to stay

Indonesia, and will no longer set foot

to Malaysia.

Geck...

tock....

Someone knocked on the door, broke it

my daydream, "come in...!" I looked in the direction

doorway.

"Ais, why are you here? your employer's mistress

outside!" said mother while gushing to nutmeg

from behind my bedroom door.

"Ah.biarin aja buk, here he is no longer.

ice master, but a guest" I said annoyed.

"It can't be dong Ais, however

also he remains your master, come on...Ice!" Mom's visible

coercing.

"Yes, just move the ice forward" I said

nada.

"Don't you go long!" mom's back

reminding.

"He is.." I answered more and more. Noth

sebel sama ibuk ya, but the Hafiz a lot

that wind.

She closed the door, and disappeared

as the door closes.

I got up, and sat down, intending

going to the living room.

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