MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU

MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
MEATBALLS


Nia and Vina run towards each other towards the meatball stalls around the school. The hunger of both of them was truly beyond help. Naturally, it's Monday. Many students miss the Monday break due to a more busy schedule than other days. Coupled with the school entrance bell that reads earlier because there is a ceremony with alay attributes.


"Abang, meatball mix two. Tetanus separated. Same iced orange two add one spoon of sugar. Thank you so much." Vina jumped onto the chair and sat down in front of Nia. "So how was that? About your feelings after you know if it turns out Aunt tuh nyokap you the real one?"


"B is. Aunty has always loved me too. The rich ride even the Ikbal right."


"Replature. I also often say unfortunately the Aunt is just as different. It was just Lunya who could not believe it. "Vina put down her backpack. "Continue to finally share your aunt with Pithecanthropus Erectus and others agree to maintain your true identity for safety?" ask Vina again.


Nia nodded. "The color of my Mbah from Aunty does not like my bokap. So there's a chance he doesn't like me either."


Vina nodded. "Why is your relationship with Zaim not going to be as smooth as that dong, Nya? Auntie doesn't like you. You keep saying you don't like Mr. Hakam too, right?"


"Bakso mix two. Droplet. Iced orange two add one spoon of sugar." The meatball brother put a tray containing Vina's order. "Congratulations, dark lovers Brother."


"The god of anjir." Vina.


Nia just went along and lifted her meat bowl.


"Do you have a plan?"


"What's the plan for?" Nia asked back.


"Yes for the continuation of your relationship with Zaimlah."


"Nothing. As long as he doesn't cheat on me or beat me up, there's no way for me to get away from him, right?"


"Ihiy's slowly becoming a bucin." Vina was back. "Oh, I almost forgot. What about the bokapnya Ikbal that said lu anjen bin najis?"


"Had he wouldn't dare to be weird again after being dancedm with Zaim."


Vina was unceasingly broken. "Part macem-macem same candidate Mrs Alfarezi ya–


The words of Vina's laughter hung up, because there was another voice that was more thunderous. The voice that was none other than the voice of Ikbal's father, Bagas, instantly changed the boisterous atmosphere in the crowded meatball stall to be as quiet as the thesis courtroom. I don't know since when Bagas has been standing in front of the meatball cart, which must be a very bad feeling Nia!


" … So you're here? Good deh. Let your friends be horrified." Bagas approached the table of Nia and Vina. "Good horrors to all of you. This kid is." Bagas pointed at Nia. "Udah hitchhiking at home people don't even know thank you, and even chatted with his girlfriend until I was fired …"


Visitors to the meatball stall, the majority of students of SMAN Lantern World, began to whisper to each other.


" … Though my intention is only to be familiar. Eh, he's not even the same as his girlfriend. Say I'm flirtatious, hold on, whatever. Don't know thanks!" exciting Bagas. "And maybe you guys know …"


The meatball visitors began to point their cell phone cameras at Bagas.


"She's a real girl! Still in school but already daring to nginep-nginep at his girlfriend's house! Cheap ba–"


BRYANS


Now change the speech was the appeal of Bagas who hung. Because the contents of Nia's meatball bowl that had not been touched in the slightest it soaked Bagas' face. Spontaneous Bagas also shouted while fanning his face and especially his two eyes. How not? The holy meatball had just been spiked with five scoops full of chili sauce and chilli sauce! The atmosphere grew boisterous, when the contents of Vina's meatball bowl changed to be floated on Bagas' face.


BRYANS


"Aaakkk. Water please water. To–"


BRYANS


"Om being flirtatious and the craftsman holding tight," interrupted Nia after changing to flush Bagas' face with orange ice. "So I'm cheap, but I'm just like Zaim Alfarezi. So why? Trouble?"


...•▪•▪•▪•▪•...


Wafiq, Safi's right-hand man, is seen reporting something to Safi. Safi, who had been swinging her golf club, seemed indifferent, but her missed punch more than twice proved that the former Malaysian king was listening well. Though the response expressed Safi should not be so. Because Wafiq brings an encouraging report.


*Doctor who helped Miss Ushi lahiran was retired and netep in Jakarta. I found him, Sir. And Miss Ushi's son is a real kind of guy.


Safi was still tight-lipped, busy concentrating.


"I have also found all the medical staff and people who at that time witnessed the birth of Miss Ushi. They also said that Miss Ushi's son was a man, Tuan*" Wafiq added.


*I have also found all medical personnel and people who were witnesses at that time Miss Ushi, sir. They also said Miss Ushi's son was a boy.


"My heart is still strange." Safi looked at Wafiq. "I want to see a doctor. The medics and other people you're referring to are*."


*I want to see that doctor. Medical man, and everyone you meant just now.


"I'll make a de– appointment"


"Now" Safi interrupted. "I want to meet them right now."


Wafiq gave no answer, but the man, who often wore a black skullcap, turned right and walked half-running away from his place. Wafiq who has served Safi for fifteen years knows very well the character of his master. Safi never interrupts people's words, but when she does that, it means Safi is on a blackboard.


"Please, Sir."


Safi appears, after Wafiq opens the car door. As he wished, Safi finally met the people who used to be witnesses when the youngest princess gave birth to her first child. But Safi did not say a word when confronted with them. Safi was busy reading the body language of five people who were no longer serving as medical personnel. Seen from Safi's glasses, the five were so panicked, scared and unprepared.


Safi. "They are all Malaysian citizens. Next year I will fight again. So you know who to side with?*." t."Safi left the room.


*You are all still Malaysian citizens. Next year I want to be king again. You know who should be on whose side.


"How, Master?" Wafiq followed Safi, trying to keep up with his employer's impetuous move.


"They're cheating. If they don't open their mouths until the day after, just clean them*."


*They're lying. If they don't open their mouths until the day after, finish.


"All right, sir."


"Clean people who may be in cahoots with them*." Safi suddenly slowed down her pace. "The same with the police whose names are Bastian and Jani*." Safi looked at Wafiq. "Clean also Suleikah's personal guard*."


*Sinful people who may be as conspicuous as they are. Same cop whose name is Bastian as Jani. Beresin was also Suleikah's personal bodyguard.


"But, Mister. Bastian and Jani are Zaim Alfarezi. I think it's a little dangerous*."


*But, Sir. Bastian's cops are like Jani's Zaim Alfarezi. I think it's a bit dangerous.


Safi paused her intention to enter the car, then turned to face Wafiq. "Do you mean Zaim Alfarezi is more dangerous than Al Hakam?"


"Really, Sir. What I know Zaim Alfarezi has a lot of mafia ties abroad*."


*True, Sir. All I know is Zaim Alfarezi has a lot of mafia connections abroad.


"Wak sure?"


"It's getting very, sir."


Safi got into her car. "If so, take Bastian and Jani off the list of targets. Then make an appointment with Zaim Alfarezi*."


*It's Bastian's exit with Jani from the target list. Keep making appointments with Zaim Alfarezi.