Maira And The Bad Boy
The Halal Lover

The existence of Yudhistira in the residence of the Antonio family, making a large house that usually only looks crowded if Saturday and Sunday or if there is a long holiday only, is now changed. The spacious house always sounded boisterous with laughter and jokes from Alamsyah-Antonio family children. Yes, they always took the time after the activity to just visit the prospective fiancee Maira and support the young man with long hair sebahu.

The development of Yudhistira's foot healing is fast. In just a matter of weeks, the handsome young man had dared to walk even though he still had to use crutches to support his high body weight. Maira and Iqbal painstakingly accompanied Yudhistira to practice every day.

Yudhistira has even started to go to the opa company office, just to get acquainted with the company officials and to get to know more about the ins and outs of the company. The handsome young man is always accompanied by Om Alex and of course the lover, if visiting the company. Yudhistira seemed to be serious about learning many things about the company, both from Alex and Daddy Rehan personally and directly from the field, by seeing the employees work directly.

"Brother, Yud. Talk back, yeah. Earlier, Bulek Nisa told Om to have lunch at his house, " said Om Alex when he was accompanying Yudhistira and Maira to the Bisma family company that afternoon.

"Oh, don't you have lunch with us, Om? That grandma brought a lot of supplies, Om, for the three of us." Maira showed me the provisions she had brought that were stored on the table, in the corner of the room.

"No, Mel. Poor bulekmu, already bothered to cook no one to eat. You're the only one who eats the provisions of grandma," reject Om Alex subtly.

The tall, well-built middle-aged man soon passed, leaving the director's long-empty, unoccupied presidential room. However, the room is kept clean and neat. All the belongings of Oma Saidah are also still neatly stored there.

Yudhishthira had no desire to change anything that was there. The handsome young man still wanted to reminisce by looking at his favorite items, such as tulips in a beautiful vase stored on the guest table. Also a big gucci souvenir from his mother when they vacationed in China, in the corner of the room.

"Mas, let's eat!" Maira's melodious voice, unraveling the reverie of Yudhistira.

The handsome young man smiled and then walked slowly on crutches towards the sofa, where the beloved had sat there and was preparing lunch. Yudhishthira looked at Maira with lips that kept smiling. He felt very happy because after such a deep loss with the departure of the oma, Yudhistira got someone who not only gave him attention, but also love.

"Mas, is this enough? What side dish do you want?" maira asked without looking towards the lover.

"Mas. Kok, even dumbfounded," protested Maira while shaking her hands in front of the handsome face of Yudhistira. After a while the beautiful girl waited, but Yudhishthira did not give an answer and just looked at her face.

"Eh ... Yes, Sweetheart. What did you ask, just now?" Yudhishthira leaned in, closer to Maira. The young man smiled sweetly to make Maira the hijab girl was wrong.

"Mas, back off, ah!" Maira pushed softly on the lover's chest, feeling uncomfortable being that close to the young man who had no legal bond between the two.

"Your body has a magnet, brother. I can't be far from you" said Yudhishthira, who approached even closer.

The distance of the two, almost eroded away. Even the breath of Yudhistira, warm slapped Maira's cheek. Makes the pretty girl flutter.

"Eits! Don't comenigh! You guys want to fuck, yeah!" accuse Iqbal of just coming.

"Ck ... You are, you know, Dik. Who wants to fuck, anyway? Our people want lunch, really!" maira's protest was wrong.

Iqbal's cousin immediately picked up a side dish for the lover, trying to distract the young man who had just arrived. Then gave a plate that had been filled with rice and side dishes, to Yudhistira. "Eat a lot, Mommy. Let it be strong to face the toughness of Iqbal," said Maira while glancing at her cousin.

Iqbal responded just by raising his shoulders.

"Thank you" Yudhistira replied, smiling.

"Well, what did Mas Yudhis try? If you do not want to nyium Kak Mela," continued Iqbal, still with his accusations.

"I just want to be sure, Dik, was Dik Mela asked what is the same me?" Yudhistira defended himself, the handsome young man then scratched his non-itchy head.

Yudhistira felt wrong behavior was also made because it was true that there was a desire in the heart to ask permission from Maira, wanted to kiss the cheek of the adorable beautiful girl. However, not yet had Yudhistira's wish spoken, Iqbal hunted come and stop all though if he had asked not necessarily also the hijab girl beside him allow.

"Just been left behind, already want to look for a chance! Good thing Iqbal came straight here, otherwise ...."

"If not, what? Here, eat! You must be hungry, right, Dik, so by the way be ngaco!" Maira handed her plate which was filled with rice and full of side dishes to her cousin.

Iqbal accepted it with a smile, grin. "Truly understanding this beautiful sister of mine. He knows his best-looking brother in the world, hungry.' Om Ilham's eldest son then immediately sat in the seat of the president's greatness.

Yudhistira smiled broadly at Iqbal's words. While Maira is thieving. Iqbal cuek only and immediately enjoy the food on the throne of Yudhistira.

Yes, Iqbal who also often accompanied if Yudhistira and Maira went to the company, was very happy to sit in the soft seat. The mischievous young man always accompanied Maira, at the request of Daddy Rehan who did not want slander in their relationship. Of course, all for the good of Maira and Yudhistira until they both officially become halal lovers.

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