Marry Me
Escape Again

All the way home, Zeera kept thinking . About what his older cousin said earlier, when they were at Omanya's house. Somehow, Zeera even felt like a stranger. When he heard the surname Dharmendra.

"Why am I even thinking about their family?. Like there's no work" Guman while opening his helmet.

Yes, Zeera prefers where to ride the bike. Rather than having to take a car. But when he was in America. So, Zeera prefers to take a bus to the campus. That girl is different from the others. His life is not a lack of money nor facilities. But it often looks simple.

Zeera's steps came to a halt, as she saw that there was one luxury car. All he could guess was that it wasn't his family car. "Babies... Right here! " The appeal to the art that will take out the trash. From the side.

"What's non? ”

" A guest again, huh?. who bik? " Tanya Zeera was curious.

"Oh, that's Miss Julia non. Her mother was Mr. Arga's future husband non Zeera"

"What's? " Zeera immediately glared perfectly. And immediately go back, with the bike regardless of the word art again.

Zeera really did make Sherly dizzy seven circumference. And now I don't know whose home the destination is. For he hid from the pursuit of Uminya.

"Damn, why would I run away from this grave anyway?. Anyway, If it feels not suitable I will be able to reject it” Gumannya throughout the trip. Ngedumel.

Instead of wanting to go back to his Oma's house. The girl went towards Lian. And riding his motorcycle. At moderate speed. It felt like he wanted for a moment, to seek a fresh breeze. His brain has been rebuking the discussion of matchmaking continuously.

At this hour. Her brother must be busy in his office. Because Abinya who once had the intention to retire early. Even to lock up his intention. Because he is still comfortable being a state servant. Until his retirement comes.

******

In a different place too. Currently sitting a man . Time shows at ten o'clock in the night. He sat alone staring at an old picture in his hand.

A photo of a beautiful woman. The one holding the baby in her lap. Smiled sweetly as he was hugged by a man. Which is her husband.

Geck... Geck...

"What's up Jo? "

"Come in! "

The man named Jo immediately stepped wide to approach his boss. And immediately gave the tablet in his hand. To show the important things to his boss.

The corner of the man's lips was interested. Formed a cynical smile. It was as if he knew what someone was planning behind him.

"You must know with the family, sir" Jo said confidently.

"Leave it!. That girl is not a stupid girl". Answer's relaxed.

" But, sir what if...

The assistant was silent. When he saw the movement of his upper hand. Give her a signal to be quiet. The man who was the boss, did not say much. He prefers to act fast. Rather than talk a lot, there was no result.

While the Man. Even remembering the moment where he accidentally collided shoulders. With a beautiful girl who always wears her hijab. Since he was in school.

"You won't be able to belong to another man, Azeera Bagaskara" The man's inner heart pulled the corner of his sneaky lips.

"Joe... "

"Yes Sir"

"Prepare my private jet!. We'll fly to Jakarta one morning! "

"Ready sir"

With all his consideration. He finally decided to return. In fact, after he decided and made the big family his former fiancee went bankrupt. He never stepped on his feet in Jakarta again.

But now, whatever he's gonna do. Just to look back, a girl's face. Which has made him different since the first time they met.