Mahabbah Longs
Just reveal

Several times Mustofa saw his watch. While occasionally looking at the female toilet in a special room. The one he was waiting for had not appeared yet as well. It felt impatient, wanted him to follow him into the room, nothing else and not his own room. But worried that Rima finds out that she is the real owner of the restaurant.

After almost an hour of walking, Rima Nongol's face was seen from behind the door. His face is getting brighter. Moreover, he did not forget to repair his makeup. The one a moment ago fell apart because of the jokes and cries of Rima that he could not contain. But it was all unable to cover his still-embab eyes.

He smiled looking at Rima who was walking towards him.

Beautiful .... One word that is most suitable for him to express, on this one creature, said the inner Mustofa.

"Sister, I'll just give you your handkerchief back later .. I wash first."

"You keep it." she replied.

"Why?"

"Still have a lot."

"Basic play boy."

"Whatever." she said with a smile.

The two walked back to the front room which was now quiet. Although there are still customers who come, even though it has been this late.

It is undeniable that he fell in love at first sight. When he and Ulya pick up Rima's family at the airport. He wanted to express it, but it seemed that this time was not right. Because it is very visible that Rima still hopes very much for her brother. The taste is let be stored perfectly. Until Rima realized it on her own.

For now let it walk as it is. Just what she was worried about, Rima would do nothing when her heart was broken and possibly destroyed when she saw Ulya hanging out with Naura before her eyes.

"Sir, we'll take care of you." Greet two women who met him.

"Yes. Rest up. Don't forget tomorrow!"

"Good, sir."

Rima scrunched his forehead. Look at the veiled woman who just greeted them.

"Who are they?"

"officer."

Oops .... Take this tongue.

"Call you 'Sir'."

"Yes, that wants them. Cook rejected."

"Where's the officer?"

"Maybe in one of the abba companies. There are many abbah companies. Of course, there are many employees. Cook should I memorize one by one."

"Or don't-don't, it's kak Ulya's abbah restaurant."

"He ... he .. he ..." Mustofa's laughter. For now he won't answer.

Until they finally arrived at the parking lot.

"Sister, I'm lazy to go home. How about we go around once again."

"No. Not good for a woman as beautiful as you." replied Mustofa firmly. He did not want the woman who started to tease his heart was the wrong way. He opened the door for Rima. Inevitably Rima obeyed his words, albeit reluctantly.

"But my eyes are hard to shut" he protested to Mustofa, who has now driven a car into the highway that began to stretch.

"Wathe with warm water, then pray and tilawah al Qur'an. God willing your heart will be calm. And you're easy to sleep."

"I don't know that ...."

"Try it. In the apartment, God willing is complete."

"I'll try."

Before long, they had now been in the parking lot of Mustofa's apartment, where Papa Sofyan's family lived while in the country.

Rima tried to open the car's door, but it was difficult. Because Mustofa has not opened the automatic lock. Rima looked at him for a moment, there was a sense of sadness and affection that now enveloped him.

"Rima, can I wake you up tonight?" before he opens the door.

"For what, Brother."

"Sholate. Let's just calm down."

"By, Brother. Thanks for your attention."

They walk in silence. Tracing every hallway that will lead to the Mustofa apartment. From far away, papa Sofyan was pacing in front of the door. He looks very agitated.

"Five. That's you, son." he asked uneasily.

"Yes, Pa. Why isn't papa sleeping?" he asked when he was near his father.

"You're still a girl. Who wouldn't worry, it's not home yet."

"Again invited dinner with Mustofa. Sorry pa, didn't say."

"Dinner, but why are your eyes puffy."

"There's nothing, Pa."

"Sister, thanks for dinner. Anytime again yes ..." said Rima just say goodbye.

Mustofa who got such a greeting, made it clumsy too. The thing is, Rima did that in front of her parents.

"May, now sleep." replied Mustofa.

The heart of which old man is not broken, seeing his daughter these few days seems to lose his smile. Fortunately there was a loyal Mustofa who accompanied and took care of him. But it was a stranger to him. And they are very young ....

Worry nothing happened ....

"Sorry, Papa Sofyan. I'll go back first."

"Why hurry, son. This is your apartment ... Can you talk for a minute?"

Mustofa thought for a moment, before answering an offer from papa Sofyan. He saw Rima stop walking up the stairs, towards the room next to his room. When his gaze collided, Rimapun continued his path. He just answered papa Sofyan's offer.

"By pleasure ...."

Both Mustofa and Papa Sofyan felt clumsy as well, while determining who would allow it. Finally Mustofa who first invited papa Sofyan to sit down. So that their conversation can focus.

"Pa, I made coffee first ..." suddenly Rima appeared in front of them again.

"By ... can ... son."

Rima left papa Sofyan and Mustofa in the living room, preparing a drink for their chatting friends

A little later, Rima had returned with a nap containing two cups of coffee and also a small meal she found in the refrigerator. Maybe that little meal Faricha had prepared for his family. Don't know. Rima just take it, let's complete the conversation.

"Nich, Brother ... Pa."

"Thank you, son."

"Now you have gone to bed .... Later in the night so I can wake up." Mustofa said while joking.

"Yes .. yes .. I know."

Rimapun left them, headed to his room.

All Mustofa attention given to Rima, can not be separated from the view of papa Sofyan. For a moment he was amazed, but also delighted. Because her daughter who is currently very upset there is a sincere attention.

Without hesitation, Sofyan said,

"Son Mustofa doesn't have a girlfriend yet?"

Getting such a question, made him smile to himself. You have to answer what ....

Finally he tried to dare to express what was his mind.

"Actually I just want to look next to my life. Not just a girlfriend."

Papa Sofyan. I understand what Mustofa means.

"Is Mustofa serious about Rima, my son?"

"If father Sofyan allows."

"Which old man doesn't like the seriousness of a young man like you, Nak Mustofa."

Then papa Sofyan paused for a moment his words. Take a deep breath and blow it away.

"But, at this time Rima's heart still has not moved on from Ulya. And also still S2 college."

"I'll try to wait patiently,"