MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
MARTABAK KNOWS

" … Next week I have five days. So during that time I will rarely cheat you huh. Dating can't be just yet." Nia's voice was heard through a phone call.

"Noted, dear," said Zaim.

"Keep abis uas I also have a study tour to Tidung Island."

"You coming?"

"hey are. This is my first study tour. Add the cost dong."

Zaim laughing. "Anything for you*, dear."

*Whatever to you, baby.

"But I want cash."

"Bring me atm all. You see, I don't like the responsibility."

"You are in love with Zaim Alfarezi."

Zaim laughed again. "Yaudah if I close it. I have another guest on this." Zaim turned his head into his study. "You're going home."

"Yes. Yow."

"I love you, baby."

Zaim ended the phone call, after hearing Nia reciprocate his sincere expression of love. Zaim rushes off the balcony and continues his conversation with Bastian and Sobari, his new robot. Zaim tells Bastian that they can leave Indonesia peacefully because Nia happens to limit communication and calls to date Zaim.

"Oh yes, the High School kids are again at the uas ya."

Zaim nodded at Bastian. "Eat him. Gua wants to be as proud as Nia widened our affairs the same Bagas, Monaco, and the people are clear."

"okay." Bastian looked at Sobari. "It's a mission ngawal Nia I hand over Mr ya."

"Yes. Today also I immediately moved to a safe house," replied Sobari.

"So, who wants to be asked? Or is anyone still going to hang around?"

Bastian and Sobari just shook their heads compactly in response to Zaim. Zaim gave no response back, just moved on. Zaim called Nisma and asked her to go to his room. Not long after Nisma appeared, less than a minute. As secretary-general Secretary Kim, Nisma immediately pulled out a pen and notebook while asking Zaim which schedule needed to be revised.

"It's not about my schedule today."

"Oh, about lunch, sir? Want to change the menu?" ask Nisma again.

"Especially not. I usually have a rich lunch. Same Mr. Sobari and Bastian asked what kind of lunch."

"Good, sir."

"The same plane ticket 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."

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CLAMPS

Ushi appears from behind the main door of his house, and is immediately greeted with a view of Nia and Ikbal who are studying for the final exam of the semester. Although tired after working for fourteen hours, Ushi still set aside time to carry out her role as a mother. While making martabak tofu snacks, Ushi encouraged his sons and daughters, also luring this gift to anyone who managed to get an exam score above KKM*.

" … Want to change hp can, hair color can, nginep at home temen also can," said Ushi while putting a plate of martabak tofu following cayenne pepper and chili chocolate on the table.

"You know the same martabak, ma'am."

"Yes, Mom. More seductive," Ikbal tells Nia.

Ushi laughing. "Judah is real." Ushi. "You go to my room. Learn not to malem. Continue again at dawn tomorrow."

Nia and Ikbal nodded compactly, even looking at the figure of the mother who was lost swallowed by her bedroom door on the second floor. Bizarrely. Why does Ushi still seem so lethargic? Didn't Ushi no longer have to stay for twenty-four hours in the studio because his boss, Madam, was finally cured of a toothache? Nia thinks Ushi's lethargy has been caused by it, but it's not. Ushi even more lethargic until he unconsciously lost several kilograms of weight.

"Mother why? Usually want a sip of whatever it takes to wait for us to learn because we are afraid to make cheat."

"Capek kali," Ikbal replied as he devoured the last bite of his yummy martabak with two fat crabs.

"But Mom was kind of inem too. Mother was originally a scene." Nia turned to Ushi's room before continuing, "I kept seeing her several times Mother's phone call malem-malem."

"Yes the cave has also seen once fit to wear out. The phone's whispering, right?"

Nia simply nodded in response to Ikbal.

"Most call the same Om Edo."

"Who is Edo?" ask Nia.

"Love didn't get to Mom." Ikbal. "Mom likes it, Om Edo too. But no one wants to shoot first." Ikbal is back.

"Do you know Om Edo?"

"Know it. It used to be a school in America every year Om Edo came here. Gua sure kemaren kemaren that Mother diligently went out of town to find Om Edo."

"Yaudah phone. Ask. What's the matter."

Ikbal shook his head without stopping his greedy chewing. "The cave doesn't have his number. Pongpong Pake* only."

*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.

"His pongpong is again being made," replied Nia.

"Dipake for what anjir. Don't make trouble again you. Cry again."

Nia hits Ikbal's leg with a calculator. "That's not to go to. What if we could just call Om Edo's number?"

"We?"

"Yaiyah we. The only time I was worried about Mom being a rich pendiem? Willingness is you say dear to Mother every day just a lie to be given more pocket money."

Ikbal clicked, "Basic woman. The brain is just suudzon." Ikbal turned to look at Ushi's room. "Mothers think his sleep is bad. Moreover, fix if Mother is no longer there is a problem. Tomorrow only. Mom's showering again. Cave …"

Yes, and the plan to steal the lover's mobile number is not until Ushi was actually implemented tomorrow when Ushi was taking a shower, or rather, is being extended! With the tip of a butterfly-patterned hairpin owned by Vina, Nia and Ikbal successfully entered Ushi's room, and successfully stole Edo's mobile number. But when both of them were about to get out of the bedroom scented with mosquito repellent, Nia accidentally dropped the cardboard from Ushi's dressing table.

"Bego is really you." Ikbal reflexes of Nia's menoyor.

"Sorry-sorry."

"Cepet. Hunting Mommy lase."

Nia nodded in response to Ikbal and hurriedly tidied up the contents of the cardboard he dropped. Ikbal who began to panic was forced to help. Initially both Nia and Ikbal just focus on re-inserting the photos of the house and the scenery into the cardboard. But the quick movement of the hands slowly began to stop. While still inserting the 4R photo sheet, Nia and Ikbal look compact observing one by one the photos.

CLAMPS

"Why are you guys doing? How did you get into Mom's room anyway? Mother's Feelings already ngunci ka–"

"We're moving, Mom?" sela Ikbal's. "To here?" Ikbal showed Ushi a picture of a two-story house.

"Mmm yeah, mmm that, mmm I still think. So–"

"Why, Mom?" Nia interjected. "Why do we have to move to America?"

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