My secretary the Old Virgin
41. Take Nessa

As the days passed, Fikri's health began to recover. As Fikri had promised after he recovered he would propose to Nessa soon. Saturday night Fikri is coming to Nessa's house with her family to propose to Nessa. Today after work Nessa returned to Jakarta. He was taken to Jakarta by Fikri. Fikri forced to take Nessa to Jakarta, although it had been repeatedly banned by Nessa, but Fikri still forced to take Nessa home. For fear that someone might kidnap Nessa.

Now they've just left from Nessa's boarding house to the Pasteur toll road.

“Pak, stop by the gift shop first. Mamah asked to buy souvenirs for the neighbors,” said Nessa.

“Good, Mrs Boss,” replied Fikri.

First they head to the cake shop on Riau street. A cake shop famous for its cake roll. Nessa bought roll cake in large quantities with a variety of flavors. When Nessa took her purse in the bag to pay, Fikri had already handed her the card to the cashier.

“Eh, why be a paid father?” ask Nessa.

“It's okay, it's the same. Want to pay with my card or your money, still equally pay,” replied Fikri.

Nessa succumbed rather than fuss at the cake shop. Later at the cake shop. He still has to go to the other cake shop.

From the Riau road they headed to Purnawarman road, Papah asked to buy soy sauce on Purnawarman road. Nessa bought a variety of flavors of soes and pastry for her parents and younger siblings. And to supply them on the road.

Before heading to the cashier, Nessa had prepared her wallet first so she could quickly pay. But Fikri is still Fikri. The Singaporean billionaire always has a variety of ways so he can pay for everything Nessa buys. Still Fikri first pay for Nessa's groceries.

Nessa glared her eyes at Fikri, Fikri could only grin.

“Later in another cake shop can no longer pay using Aa card!” nessa whispered in a tone of intimidation.

“Iya, dear,” replied Fikri calmly.

From Purnawarman street they go straight to the cake shop which is opposite the train station. They buy souvenirs typical of Bandung there. When Nessa was about to pay, her cashier did not specify the amount.

“Please press pin number, Sir,” said cashier.

Calmly Fikri pressed the pin number of his cradle card. Nessa glanced at Fikri, but Fikri was calm as if she had no sin.

After payment is complete, they will go to the car. In the car Nessa was silent with a sullen face.

“Why pout?” ask Fikri while starting the car engine.

“Just ask yourself,” replied Nessa in annoyance.

“Iya deh, I'm sorry. I work for whom else if not for you,” said Fikri.

“Nessa hasn't been Aa's wife. So Aa hasn't been obligated to pay for all that Nessa. Later if we have a new marriage Aa must pay for everything Nessa bought,” said Nessa.

“It's okay. Just save your money for your snacks, yeah. Already do not be angry anymore,” said Fikri.

Nessa sighed, her future husband was really hard to refute.

The journey from Bandung to Jakarta was quite crowded so they arrived in Jakarta at half nine p.m.

“We look for food first,” said Nessa when Fikri's car was driving on the inner-city toll.

“Where do you eat?” ask Fikri.

“We ate at a restaurant in Pancoran area,” replied Nessa.

They had dinner at a restaurant in the Pancoran area. Nessa chose a menu that was safe for Fikri to eat. He did not want Fikri disease to recur because of the wrong menu choice. Especially tonight Fikri sleeps in the hotel alone no one accompanies. He was afraid that if the nights of Fikri suddenly his body was hot, then there would be nothing to help.

Nessa keeps the chili and pickle away from their table. Fikri just gawked at the sambel dana car that was removed by Nessa.

“Kok transferred?” ask Fikri.

“Aa can not eat disposable sambel and pickle!” answer Nessa.

“Later less tasty,” protest Fikri.

“How about later tonight suddenly fever again?” ask Nessa.

“Aa will be alone in the hotel no one accompanies,” said Nessa.

“Yes already, you are staying overnight at the hotel accompanying me,” said Fikri calmly.

“Later if it is halal,” said Nessa.

“Then tomorrow directly copied. No need to use the application event,” said Fikri.

Nessa breathed. His girlfriend if she wants to make it up.

“Have eaten first. Later to catch a cold,” said Nessa. Then they eat.

“Aa want to stay at my home?” ask Nessa.

“Bby, no?” ask Fikri.

“Of course you can. There are empty rooms for guests,” replied Nessa.

“Alhamdullilah,” says Fikri.

“I opened the turnstile first,” said Nessa.

Nessa gets out of the car, but suddenly her hand is held by Fikri.

“Why did you offer me to stay at your home?” ask Fikri.

“Because I am worried that suddenly Aa disease recur no one knows,” replied Nessa.

“Thank you, baby. You've been worrying about me,” said Fikri.

Nessa replied with a smile, then got off Fikri's car. He opened the gate of his house. Fikri put his car into Nessa's yard.

Fikri got out of the car and opened the trunk of his car. Nessa took her suitcase and her groceries out of the trunk.

“But parking is on the page. The garage is full of the same Papah car and Ikhsan car,” said Nessa.

“Iya, it's okay,” replied Fikri.

Suddenly the living room door opened from the inside.

“Nessa,” call mamah.

Nessa approaches her mom.

“Assalamualaikum,” said Nessa then kissed the back of mamah's hand.

“Waalalaikumsalam,” mamah replied.

Fikri came to the mamah and kissed the back of his hand.

“How are you?” ask mama.

“Alhamdullilah has been mengingan, Aunt,” replied Fikri.

“Thank God,” says mamah.

“Mah, tonight Fikri stayed here,” said Nessa.

“Iya may, Mamah has prepared a room for Fikri,” replied mamah.

“Come in Fikri,” invite mom.

Nessa and Fikri enter the house. In the living room there are papah and his sisters Nessa. Fikri kissed papah's back hand.

“How is the trip?” ask papah.

“Toll roads are crowded, Om. So can't speed,” replied Fikri.

“Do not like speeding, danger. The mistress is just relax,” Papah said.

“Iya, Om,” replied Fikri.

“A, these are Nessa's sisters. Ikhsan and Dafa,” Nessa introduced her sisters to Fikri.

Fikri greeted them one by one.

“You've eaten, not yet?” ask mama.

“Already, Aunt,” replied Fikri.

“Now Fikri rest first. Definitely Fikri cape drive from Bandung,” said mamah.

“Ayo A, Nessa transfer to room Aa,” says Nessa.

Nessa takes Fikri to the guest room.