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Kutang Installment Matters

Marcel overheard their conversation, which whispered about him. He could only smile in front of Melati's parents, and could only hear their conversation.

Meanwhile, Melati can only complain, because her parents have started talking about Marcel, even in the presence of Marcel though.

‘Mothers, why are you talking Mr Marcel in front of him? If you talk to the office people, Mr. Marcel at least can, and certainly shouted not clearly like this afternoon!’ inward Melati, who felt very worried if Marcel to his release said harshly to both parents.

Marcel again conditioned the situation, “What's true, this is Melati's home?” asked Marcel again, who did not see the figure of Melati who stood rather closed behind his parents.

You look still with a look of wonder, “True, this is Melati's house. Sorry, who is this?”

Marcel smiled, “Oh, then, this is his parents Melati, ‘kan?” ask them, ask them back.

“Iya, I am the Father, this is the Mother,” said the Father as he pointed at Mother.

Mom nods her head, “Iya, I'm her mother.”

Marcel smiled even more, “If so .. introduce, I am Marcel .. his girlfriend Melati,” he said while thrusting his hand towards Mr. Melati.

Hearing that answer, Melati along with all those who were there were surprised to hear it. Tigor was shocked, hearing Marcel's words like that. He felt that there was really no hope for him to approach Melati.

‘What?! Melati's boyfriend?!’ inner Tigor, who felt very inferior instantly, after hearing his words.

Melati also until inexhaustible, because Marcel who claimed to be a girlfriend from him. He was very surprised because Marcel said that.

‘May Mr Marcel speak to Mom and Dad! I'm shy!!’ tekik Melati in the heart, who really no longer know what to look like.

Things get very ambiguous, with Marcel still thrusting his hand. His father's mother still could not believe what Marcel said, so he still froze for a while, after hearing it.

Tigor felt very sad, “Neng Melati, so ... this is his girlfriend Neng?” ask her with a whining tone that looks so funny.

Looking at the unpleasant grin in front of Tigor, as he could not answer any questions from her. Marcel also saw the state of Tigor, who seemed to also want to approach Melati before him. However, Marcel was very sure, that Melati's parents were more respectful with him, compared to the person in front of him.

‘He wants to get Melati, huh? It won't be!’ inner Marcel, who felt already very victorious, if his rival was only someone in front of him.

Mother realized, and immediately nudged slowly the arm of the Father's hand, making the Father aware of it. Immediately the Father snatched Marcel's hand, which he had still thrust before them.

“Oh, yes. Nak Marcel, greetings,” said Mr, so can not say anymore.

They let go of each other's hands, and threw eyes at each other with the feeling of the Father who was still amazed by the perfect figure of Marcel.

Marcel realized with the purpose of giving food to the Melati family, “Oh yes, this I bring a little simple food, sir. There are Belgian chocolates, Dutch cheesecakes, soft cakes, and some other desserts that some of which I happen to buy in his country directly,” he said while propping the parcel, they were shocked to hear Marcel's words.

Mom whispered back to you, “Simple said, Sir?” mumbling Mother who felt Marcel's speech was very out of sync in fact.

Marcel looked back at them, “I was confused to bring what food, so .. I brought a simple meal. Hopefully Mother Father likes the food I bring,” he said again, making Mother and Father grin at the confusion of hearing it.

Hearing Marcel's speech earlier, Tigor who originally brought Melati's favorite peanut chocolate martabak food and his family, felt inferior immediately because he saw Marcel who brought a lot of food brought directly from his home country. He grimaced softly, because of course the food he brought would not be accepted Jasmine.

‘Aduh ... definitely will not be accepted martabak chocolate beans that I bought in the place of the Rohmat! His rival is Dutch chocolate and Belgian cake anyway!’ inwardly Tigor, who inverted pronounces the name of the country of origin of the two foods.

You whisper to Mom, “Where, Mom? Accept gak?” ask the confused.

“Accept once, Sir. We respect her, and I also want to eat chocolate from Belgium. I want to know how it feels, just like the marry queen chocolate that I often buy at Cing Nimih,” stalls, said Mother, making you laugh a little at hearing it.

“Dong stop, Mom! Chocolate is mah price is just a pug, this is a chocolate from the handsome mah the price may be more expensive than the price of our food for a month,” whispered the Father again, Mister, it makes me laugh a little bit too.

“Oh, yes yes sir. Yes, thank you, Sir.”

Because it was too confused, Mother and Father finally received the food brought by Marcel. Marcel smiled proudly before Tigor, who was currently grimacing softly before them.

‘Yang like this want my same rival?’ marcel's mind while looking at Tigor, made Tigor more cornered because of Marcel's very arrogant view for him.

“Still yes, Son Marcel. You accept the food, but next time .. do not bother like this, yes,” said Mr. who is actually not good with what Marcel did this.

Marcel felt it was not a problem, because indeed the main goal is to hook the hearts of both parents first, after which the problems of his son will follow over time.

“No problem, Mom, Sir. I am happy to get to know you very well with Father and Mother.”

Father and Mother felt a little sympathetic to Marcel, because Marcel's style of speech was very polite, plus he brought food that they did not normally eat.

Indonesian, about stomach number one.

Because he felt isolated, Tigor also intended to say goodbye to them.

“I say yes, Mom, Sir!” pamit Tigor, makes Mother confused to hear it.

“Lho, he said Melati want to pay the installment with you, Gor! Why are you saying goodbye?” mother asked, suddenly making everyone, including Marcel, listen to her.

Melati was confused as to what to say, because it was Mother who spoke like that in the presence of Marcel. Jasmine is dead lice, and can only complain in the heart. Meanwhile Marcel and Tigor wondered in their hearts, looking at Melati who was complaining before them.

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