MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
CATHETS!

The Nisma car light that had just been locked was flashing. However, Nisma did not rush into the five-star restaurant, where she and Bastian made an appointment to meet. Nisma flinched, feeling her bad thoughts growing wild. Why would Zaim know if Bastian wanted to say something? So if Zaim did know, why didn't he just say it? Is this about Zaim's fanbase? Or, about the flowers that finally caught pretending to be Adelweiss?

"You follow my mind mah who there is only bengong doang here until tomorrow."

Nisma left the parking lot, and walked reluctantly into the main door of the restaurant for people with money without the series. But the bad thoughts of Nisma immediately disappeared, replaced by a sense of remorse. The restaurant's atmosphere was quiet, a romantic song was kicked just after Nisma entered the room, and Bastian who hurriedly moved while hiding a bouquet of roses on his back. It's all, isn't it clear what that means?

"I'm in vain nethink. It turns out Mr. Bastian wants to shoot me. Duh, answer what? Where I'm not in the dating mood anymore," Inner Nisma.

"Hi, Nis."

Nisma smiled in response to Bastian. "Hello, Sir. Sorry I'm late. I accidentally did not pass the toll because of the toll road jammed but it turns out the ordinary road is more jammed."

"Look out, Nis. What matters is that you come. I am so sorry I rented a restaurant." Bastian thrust a bouquet of roses at Nisma. "Dear you bought this."

"Thank you, sir."

"Sama Zaim thanks her."

"Yes?"

Bastian pointed to the red rose that Nisma had just inhaled. "It's from Zaim. This restaurant is also Zaim who rented. But if the suit I wear my own initiative. I am abis kondas."

DEG

"So gini, Nis," added Bastian. "Then you get more misunderstood. I'm here because my mission is done."

"What's the mission, sir?"

"The mission investigated your strange movements at that time. Inget? Yang ..."

Nisma did not respond, busy forcing her brain to tear apart the memory drawer that Bastian meant.

*FLASHBACK ON*

" ... to Taiwan yes, Nis."

Nisma started taking notes. "Make it when, sir?"

"It's the same with my rather loose schedule. Make two people yes. I'm the same Bastian."

Nisma. "I'll take care of it soon, sir."

"Well, what are you talking about?"

"Yes, Sir?"

Zaim turned to Nisma. "Yes what? Yesterday you didn't talk because Hendri suddenly came."

"Oh that." Nisma glanced at Bastian and Sobari. "Duh, answer what? Where there is Mr. Bastian with Mr. Sobari again. When did I answer honestly? If I'm a big fan of Zaim on instagr*m? How's it?" inner Nisma.

"Snakes?"

"Oh yes, sir. It's not about what matters, sir." Nisma smiled forcefully. "It's how I take care of Mr. Bastian's lunch with Mr. Sobari first yes, sir."

*FLASHBACK OFF*

" … But the ending is that I know everything. About Zaim's fanbase held by your adek. Same about you pretending to be Adelweiss."

"S-I, s-about it, m-sorry ta–"

"Sorry I cut, Nis. You must not be afraid. Zaim has no intention of taking any action on this. But the problem is you can get penalized."

"Just because pretending to be Adelweiss can get penalized?" Nisma. "It's impossible, sir. There's got to be ca–"

"That's what I mean," Bastian cut again. "Your brother is a fan of Zaim on instgr*m right? I did it, Nis. Let me help ease your punishment."

Nisma just nodded heavily.

"Try the story to me in more detail how it started."

Nisma nodded again. "The flowers love Zaim, sir. Keep yaudah I send him photos of the same video Zaim I took diem-diem fitting in the office. I don't know if it turns out the same photo of the video he made malak Zaim fans. Where happens to be the admin of Zaim's biggest fanbase right, sir."

Bastian nodded. "Honestly, I read Zaim's report on the fanbase."

"Really, Sir? Yaudah, Mr. Bastian, please do not report. Please forgive me this flower once, sir. Yes, Sir?"

"OKAY. But there are conditions. Apus the fanbase. You're moving out of Jakarta."

" … Keep saying where does Zaim want to go on vacation?"

"The Rainbow Hill, Ma'am," Nia replied to Ushi.

Ushi nodded while helping Nia stuff into the suitcase. "How many days are you going to be on vacation?"

"Triple to four daily."

Ushi nodded back. "By the way you're with Zaim, who ever said anything?"

Spontaneous Nia turned to Ushi. "What, Mom?"

"Yes dating. Time …"

Nia immediately frowned at the thought of the right answer while waiting for Ushi to put a dot on his sentence that was along the train. Ushi's direction of questioning was clearly there. Right, physical contact. If asked about it, of course there is no right answer. Although the physical contact made by Nia and Zaim is still quite reasonable for some couples who are infected with the bucin virus, the count is still out of line!

" … Remes-remes hands must be frequent. Hugs are also sure," added Ushi. "Too kisses?"

"No."

"Not ten times what not twenty times?"

"But, Mother!" exclaim Nia.

"It's okay to kiss if it's just chips. Who can't have a very rich hot kiss on drakor-drakor." Ushi sighed. "That's more real don't have to be boyfriends. Because of the loss …"

The women! Yes, it sounds like blaming the men unilaterally indeed. Though the phenomenon of courtship kebablasan very rampant occur not entirely wrong men. Sometimes it is the women who first give the gap. Like intentionally wearing open clothes when dating, willing to be invited to meet anytime and anywhere, do not have physical contact limits, and so forth.

" … Amit-amit suppose you are pregnant first. I won't completely blame Zaim. Because yes this, you want to be invited to vacation for days. Even often nginep at the house of Zaim. Aye right?"

Nia moved, changed packing make up tools. "Zaim's face is a jerk, Mom, but he's really just his face in prayer."

"Yes thank goodness that. But don't you want to find another guy? I'm dizzy thinking about your relationship going forward. Must be complicated. If Pak Hakam until know who masang Pongpong* in his car Zaim how to try?"

*Mini video recorders are claimed to be able to record anything because it has a see-through feature. Pongpong can also reach the entire room even though only one piece is installed. Pongpong is connected to a similar named app. Through this application, Pongpong users can monitor everything that has been recorded successfully. Then the results of the recording will be automatically downloaded to the gallery with 1080p quality.

Nia sighed. "It's obvious, Mom. Mr. Hakam will increasingly not give his blessing to me same Zaim."

"Yes that's him. You guys are going out with Grandpa."

"How else."

"Ih Mother is not willing. Mending broke up with you Zaim. Rich guy who seedlings bebetnya weight okay just him alone. Anyway you broke up or forced the Zaim to marry you without the blessing of Mr. Hakam."

Nia took another breath. "Mom, just talk about marriage. Long time no."

"How long is it. People graduate when you're twenty." Ushi approached Nia in a hurry. "Kalo Pak Hakam know that you are married bodo very. But if she knows when you are married and where you are pregnant how? Mr. Hakam must have asked Zaim to divorce you."

Nia was speechless, completely out of words!

"So single parents are not easy. Moreover, his single parents are still children yesterday afternoon. Lah if I mother mah get ready to take care of my grandson. But Mom just takes care. Because who must be responsible takes care of everything is you," added Ushi.

"Yes anyway. But I want to learn from experience, Mom."

"meaning? Learn from whose experience? Mammy? Ih Mommy's life there is nothing that can be used as learning material. Idup Mah's mother was wrong ga–"

"No, ma'am, no, no" Nia interrupted. "I mean learn from our experience." Nia looked at Ushi. "But the rich mama has to learn extra."

Ushi did not reply, only pointing at himself. Nia nodded and immediately explained the meaning of his words. Zaim loved Nia very much, this was the lesson Nia meant. Despite knowing the person who has blood ties with Nia, Safi is the mastermind behind the death of the brother, even though he knows his only family, Al Hakam almost lost his life due to Nia's carelessness, Zaim came to Nia.

Imagine if another man was in Zaim's position? Didn't they already have more than enough reason to stay away from Nia so far? So even though Hakam later knew who the person who almost caused him harm was Nia, it was certain that Zaim would stand on whose side, right? Instead of divorcing Nia because of her grandfather's last love as in the soap opera scene, Zaim might instead send Hakam to Masalembo!

" … That's called love, Mom."

Ushi clucked, "Love. Can love fill the refrigerator? Can you G*foodin your hens every day huh?"

"Yes, mother of matre."

"Yes should. Women who think about the future must be matre. Yes, for example, the Zaim is not crazy rich, you want to cry until fretting also will not be the mother of blessing. Yes what? My grandfather did not give his blessing either. Did the grandchild still have to take care of your husband too? Make …"

In between the talk of Ushi and Nia who are getting hot, Sobari who is on the balcony of the safe house* suddenly confined to a sense of dilemma. Sobari who is still on a mission to protect Nia guerrilla, almost every day struggling with binoculars and headset. Let alone the talk of Nia and Vina, sensitive talks like the one that just now was commonplace for Sobari. But should sensitive talks this time be reported to Zaim?

*Home Zaim purchased for mission purposes. The safe house was located right across from Nia's house.

"So the problem is not yes if reported to Mr Zaim? Reportin. The mandate is that," muttered Sobari while reaching into his phone. "But I doubt it."