MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
A FETISH?

"Whose phone is the same, honey? How long did it even hang on? The answer is don't be complicated. You see, I lack sleep" said Zaim.

"I also lack sleep. But I don't think lack of sleep suddenly becomes your rich pervert."

Zaim, who was serious, spontaneously suppressed his laughter that almost escaped.

"Nih denger ya handsome guy," added Nia while turning off the bathroom lights. "You're the intention. But if you ngancemnya use a rich sexy form that all girls are also willing to diancem."

Zaim again held back the laughter. "Seriously dong, darling. Whose phone is Abis? Hm?"

"Kak Denar's. He's worried about me. Because of the shooting case that happened yesterday around here."

Zaim only nodded in response to Nia while wiping away her gel tears.

"By the way you're entering my room through the window again? If you know and more and more how to try? Add a problem you have. The problem of chicken stews is that your stomach is straight."

"People who like to misunderstand the rich Mother, you will still be spitting up even though I just lie down" replied Zaim. "I took three days off from work. I'm nginep ya."

"Why do you want to do it anyway? If you knew how?"

"You what?"

"You know you're here."

"And I'm gonna take care of the chicken stew problem."

Nia whispered, "Here you go. But don't look at Mom."

"What's the hell, honey? What are we doing? This is actually who likes to suddenly become a pervert, are you what I am?"

Nia reflexively pinched Zaim's arm. "Why are all three days off work?"

"Like me dong. I want to take a day off work until after the money I will not abis until seven derivatives. Want proof? Ayok make offspring first. Make seven. Or make ten I have ten companies. We made it on te–"

Nia smothered Zaim's mouth, stopping the speech that made his jelly face suddenly turn as red as a boiled crab. Feeling the need to soak her disgraceful face, Nia rushed out of the room under the pretext of bringing Zaim dinner. It took a long time for Nia to return to the room even though the tray containing a plate of goat fried rice, warm sweet tea and two bottles of medium-sized cold mineral water were ready to be served on Zaim.

But Nia was immediately flushed when she saw Ushi's room light that suddenly lit up. Ushi must be going to the toilet on the first floor because the toilet room is clogged. There is almost a new problem. All because of Zaim who is like a thief. And when she managed to return to her room, Nia immediately put the tray of food on the study table. Nia has to sleep before Zaim finishes his bath and catches the wet face of his stewed crab!

Maybe because it was too scary a lot of things, Nia fell asleep in just a matter of seconds. Zaim who finally finished bathing just smiled at Nia who was asleep. While eating his late dinner, Zaim checks Nia's phone. There was a Denar name in the last phone call history. But to just call because of worry about Nia's condition which turned out to be fine, isn't an hour too long?

"What exactly is Denar the guy Mr. Sobari?" ask Zaim in your heart.

*FLASHBACK ON*

" … The culprit of the girl, member of Atlas .. Which I copy her rank is still low but have dared to take a job outside Atlas .. His accomplices who have fixed there are two people, sir. One driver. The only other guy who nyamperin Ma'am Yesenia."

"You guys who broke my boyfriend?"

Sobari shook her head in response to Zaim. "I'm not sure. You see, at that time our position was all far away, sir."

"Keep about the development of cctv?"

Sobari returned. "Still nil, Mr. Zaim. Smart culprit. All cctv in the Medina Complex and surrounding areas have been engineered. But I'll keep trying."

Zaim nodded. "There again?"

"I advise Mr. Zaim to meet Mr. Joff .. He will immediately know who the members who use limousine plate 110 .. I can not find Mr. Joff because of the rules, sir. Atlas members who have resigned, can not enter Atlas with any alesan. So …"

*FLASHBACK OFF*

"It's not Bastian. Because if Bastian who nolong Nia, the accomplice will not be able to escape. Neither is ikbal. Ikbal was at the house the moment of the incident. Neither is edo. The henry? Not likely. Grandpa? More unlikely." Zaim was silent for a moment, then glanced at Nia's phone call list. "That means denar."

Zaim's confidence grew stronger given the unusual duration of Nia and Denar's phone calls for trivial questions and answers. Plus, Zaim who has memorized all the movements of Nia outside his head knows very well the movements of the lover when hiding something. Armed with a strong belief, Zaim also without hesitation called Denar. And had Denar not answered, Zaim was determined to be an unethical guest. Yet.

"Hello, Mr. Zaim."

"Hello" said Zaim slowly, to Sobari.

"I got the cctv tape, sir. Walopun is not clear, but I know who nolongin Ma'am Yesenia when the shooting happened."

"Who?"

"Head of Mainstay High School Exemplary, Sir. Denar Djajadi."

Nia finally realized, after missing twice the alarm that was set on the song fly me to the moon. As usual, it took a long time for Nia to gather consciousness. And when she was fully conscious, Nia reflexively jumped out of bed. Nia was surprised to see a man with an ocean-wide back reading a newspaper on the balcony of her room.

"Zec."

Spontaneous Zaim turned his head to Nia who was currently hiding behind the curtain. "Good morning, baby."

"What are you doing there?"

"Sunshine."

"You can even sunbathe. Next to my room is my room, Mother."

"Your mother just came out" Zaim replied.

Nia reflex heaved a sigh of relief as she sat down, "Means Mom has gone to work. Thanks duh. Uh wait. If I had the way of work means now it's seven o'clock through dong. Pimply. Could be late for school. Duh, where's the first hour of English again."

"Darling?"

"I'm late for school" Nia said as she ran into the bathroom.

"Honey, tu–"

"Just talk about that handsome guy."

Zaim only laughed in response to Nia who had just walked into the bathroom. It seems that Nia's consciousness has not been fully accumulated considering that she forgot that there was no school activity outside the home during the shooting the other day was still at fugitive status. Well, what can I do. The excited Nia was already unstoppable.

" … Za, can you do it anyway? I want eight o'clock. I'm really late for school."

"What am I doing? My people are just my own" Zaim replied to Nia.

"Yaiya alone but not alone in me too. I was in a hurry to find out. Watch out ah."

"Where are you in a hurry, honey?"

Spontaneous Nia got up from her makeup chair. "You are yes. His girlfriend's people want to study even inhibited. I was in third grade and I know not. And even though the national exam is still a long time, it will not be felt. I'm not pinter. That's why I have to skimp on super duper heavy walopun."

Zaim responded only to Nia.

"Eh, shhhh. Diem. Can bother Ikbal Denger," added Nia.

"Darling, here. Sit first. I was horrified first. Than you're getting embarrassed."

"Huh? Embarrassed? Why am I ashamed? Ah bodo ah's. Look out. I want to walk. Ka–"

"You're a school permit, honey," Zaim said. "Your mother also got a work permit. The shooter's shooting is tight."

Hearing that, both of Nia's originally tensed shoulders suddenly relaxed. It turned out that this was the reason Zaim forced Nia to sit down for a moment. Embarrassing. I want Nia to pretend to be possessed. But that's not Nia's style. Because Nia's style is, put up a wall face! Despite feeling very embarrassed, the fact is that Nia still has the energy to shift the subject. 

Nia cleared her throat, "Kok you know?"

"The boss who told you."

"What's? I mean, Ikbal knew you were in my room at that diem? You don't know Ikbal, do you? Ikbal the rich Swiper. The one in Dora's cartoon. That cunning swiper. It was Ikbal exactly like him. Ikbal will definitely not be with Mom."

Zaim is relentlessly. "Who did I say went into your room in the diem anyway, honey? My man came in through the door. Ikbal is open. Ask your son if you don't believe."

Nia did not answer, because her tongue, suddenly curly! Let alone pretending to be possessed. Having a wall face alone is not enough to face a Zaim Alfarezi. Feeling powerless to stem her embarrassment, Nia pulled back the blanket. Zaim who saw it increasingly feel anxious, was more excited to tempt the lover.

"Standard off. You actually forgot that you're a school permit, or you want to tell me if you have a fetish*?"

*Sexual obsession that arises when a person gets deep sexual stimulation on various objects other than humans, or limbs that are not included in the genital organs. For example, seeing others wear certain accessories, certain types of clothing, or it could also refer to inanimate objects.

Nia suddenly kicked her blanket. "What's? You're crazy, yeah" cried Nia. "Who's got a fetish on a fucking plate."

Zaim crawled closer to Nia. "Don't be ashamed of that, honey. Honestly aja. Why do you have a fetish? I have it too. And our fetish is the same. So later on our first mallem you wear school uniform rich gini yes bi–"

Zaim's words paused, because of a pillow that had just hit his face. Nia who saw Zaim was surprised spontaneously laughed amusedly, Zaim said. Now Nia has given up hiding Zaim's whereabouts from Ushi. Because like Nia, Ushi would only end up being humiliated. But behind the laughter, Zaim secretly moved. Moving sends its robots to capture the A110.

" … Mr. Sobari by Denar Djajadi. Jani pursues the accomplice of the shooter. And the cave was sent here? This is hell" Bastian said, looking at the main gate of Atlas.