MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
JUST DREAMING

"I don't like anything that's bad for me either." Zaim pulls Nia back closer. "Make mine sad." Zaim touched both of Nia's faces. "I don't care if it's privacy, I'm going to protect mine."

CUPS

Nia did not react, even though Zaim's kiss was getting rougher, even though Zaim's side of the hand that was no less rough was getting farther into Nia's clothes. But in the end Nia lost her mind, and had unknowingly joined in an activity that could potentially create ambiguous dew on the car's glass. Next to Nia's hand, he drifted, removing one by one the buttons of Zaim's shirt.

"May i*?"

*Can?

Nia makes no sound, but unhesitatingly helps Zaim release his bra hook. Highlight Zaim's eyes grew savage, as the bra covering the sensitive part of Nia had now been completely delayed. Nia reflexes gripped the hand grip, as Zaim started playing with the piece. Too far. Nia had to stop before the rough hand moved back to her other sensitive part.

"Brenti-brenti."

"tag." Zaim rewinded the driver's seat, then moved to change position.

"Eh?"

"There's a patrol policy soon." Zaim arranged the driver's seat, forcing Nia to lie down. "You have to be cooperative if you don't want to be caught they're naked."

Again Nia's voice was not heard, because he was busy looking at Zaim who seemed impatient to strip his own clothes. Nia's body immediately shook, as Zaim returned to playing his sensitive part, rougher than before. While holding back the provocation groan, Nia glanced at Zaim's hands that were so sturdy, that they made Nia less.

Nia suddenly covered Zaim's face. "That's, mmm, the rich have me so small huh?"

"Yes. But what can you do, right?"

DUG

"The ant!"

Nia exclaimed, as she fumbled her own chest. Apparently dreams. A successful dream makes my hair stand up. The last few days Nia has been plagued with nightmares. Starting from dreams marated with red kuntilanak, wrapped in giant snakes, to drowning in the mysterious sea colored pengguam. But for whatever sake, the dream of a few minutes ago was truly the worst!

Nia took off her seat belt while looking at the whole car, around. Looks like Nia fell asleep after two hours of driving lessons. But where is the super sexy teacher? Nia looked around. That's Zetindo's parking lot, one of Zaim's supermarket branches. Nia suspects that Zaim might be buying something.

Nia sighed, slamming her body on the back of the car seat. A nightmare a few minutes ago suddenly occurred. Makes Nia worry. What if the nightmare came true? At least even if it was just a prejudice, Nia had to do something, right? Nia nodded steadily, and began to struggle with her phone.

"What was the name of the medicine? Bulbul what's a blublub?" Nia was focused on looking at her phone screen. "Oh, his name was bulbul. How much is it? Just call me a phone." Nia brought her phone to her ear.

"Hello, good afternoon. I'm Claudia from Bulbul Store. Who am I talking to?" A woman's friendly voice was heard over the phone.

"Oh yes hello, brother. I'm Yesenia Eve."

"Please, Miss Yesenia. Can I help you?"

Nia cleared her throat, "Yes, mmm, so I want to ask you a question before the order can be yes, sister?"

"Okay, please."

"Yes, mmm, that's about safe for seventeen?" asked Nia doubtfully.

"It would be safer if used over the age of seventeen, ma'am. But you can keep it first because our store enforces the PO system. Where for the arrival of the goods will be very time consuming."

"That's it, brother. Okay-okay. Then I can know what the price per bottle is da–"

CLAMPS

"Oh no." Nia reflexively hides her phone upon finding Zaim's sudden arrival.

"Why is that surprised? Again same phone si–"

" ... How, Miss Yesenia? For magnifying drug p*yudar*nya want order how much bo–"

Nia smiled forcefully, having hurriedly ended the call. "What did you buy?"

"Mineral water. Just like your favorite caramel popcorn."

Nia received a small plastic spoon from Zaim. "Old kok?"

"I asked for a new popcorn."

Nia opened the plastic. "Thank yo–"

“Don't use the weird one," Zaim said. “I don't matter same size.”

“ ... Umar Zakawat kecatet is dead.” Bastian threw the documents at the table.

“Terus cctv spelled out Hendri?”

“Nilfule. Udah cave search until high blood cave naek,” reply Bastian on Zaim. “Udah cave check also all cctv around the place Umar Zakawat appeared last time.”

“And still no?”

Bastian just nodded in response to Zaim.

“But there is a cave that dapet,” added Bastian.

Zaim was silent, his gaze which had originally been only fixed on the pile of documents scattered on the table, slowly began to shift completely to Bastian. Bastian who knew Zaim was one of the groups of people with below average patience immediately continued the topic that had succeeded in igniting Zaim's curiosity which was like a time bomb.

“Inget Emily? Flight attendant who already considered Zain rich his own?”

Zaim nodded.

“Gua accidentally met him fit again nyari Umar Zakawat instructions at the airport ..”

*FLASHBACK ON*

Bastian stepped out of the airport with a look of despair. Yeah, reasonable. It was ninth place, and Bastian had not even had the chance to suck his soda which was definitely melted with ice cubes. Since Zaim's assignment to search for a man named Umar Zakawat, Bastian is being pursued by a 60,000-word authorship mission deadline in a month. It's hideous!

“What has to do with Sayfudin Qazzafi really dog yes.” Bastian sighed. “That's who dajjal si-” is

“Bas?”

Spontaneous Bastian turned to the origin of the voice. “Eh, Mil.”

“New landing? Abis from where?”

“Neg. I'm again a task,” replied Bastian. “You alone? Why not wear a uniform? Again off?”

“Iya. You see, from the beginning of the year I have taken flight hours a lot.” Emily was silent for a moment. “Kalo can know you again official duty or?”

“No, not official. Regular tasks from Zaim.”

Emily looked surprised. “So Zaim already know?”

Bastian did not immediately answer, aware that his conversation with the bob-cut woman was not in the same direction. Bastian's interrogation mode instantly flashes, and keeps blinking to compensate for everything Emily says. And how shocked Bastian was when he found out. Bastian even had trouble processing the word because it had been completely embraced by surprise.

“ ... Honestly, I didn't believe it at the time. But I've seen Kasih enter the same hotel guy.” Emily wiped her tears. “I didn't say to Zain, Bas. I'm kasian. You know Kak Zain love very much with Kasih walopun they marry because they are betrothed.”

Bastian rubbed the shoulder of Love. “You still want that guy's face?”

“I have a picture of her, but on my phone that was confiscated when there was an incident of prostitution.”

“Let me take care of.” Bastian's still rubbing Emily's shoulder. “There are more you want to take to help Zaim?”

“I think the child conceived Kasih is not his son Kak Zain deh, Bas.”

*FLASHBACK OFF*

“ ... So for example the mystery of Zain's death is still not tight, we do not know who the father of the child conceived Love. Aye right?”

Zaim nodded in response to Bastian.

“Soalnya no clue at all about Umar Zakawat, Za.”

“Yaudah search,” reply Zaim finally. “Itung-itung can be a boomerang cave to ask for the same blessing Grandpa.”

“So Mr. Hakam has blatantly said that he will not accept your relationship with the child ba-”

What Bastian will say next hangs up, as Zaim's secretary, Nisma, suddenly enters Zaim's study. Nisma comes to report if there is a man named Wafiq Ma'ruf who wants to meet with Zaim. Bastian was surprised to hear the name because he knew who the Wafiq Ma'ruf was, who the Wafiq Ma'ruf worked for, and what purpose the Wafiq Ma'ruf had for Zaim.

“ ... He said he was willing to wait until all your schedules were in order, Mr.”

“Request login.”

“Good, Sir.” Nisma bowed to Zaim, then left the room.