My soul mate Mas Duda Jutek
Chapter 3

The man greeted politely, extending a hand to Nahla's father and mother.

"Owh ... student guardian of student Nahla? Thank you for bringing my son. Let's go in first, I happen to have just fried a banana!"

Mr. Hanan was told to come in, but why was Nahla groggy. Even afraid that both parents are wrong.

"It's late, sir, Mom, Mr. Hanan has to go home, sorry Icha is waiting in the car," Nahla said before the man. Stopping Hanan's mouth that was about to twitch let out his voice.

The woman looked at the father of her protege with a sweet smile held back. The one with the smile glanced coldly.

"That's right, sir, it's late, another chance I'll taste. Since Nahla has returned home safely, I say goodbye, Mom, sir," he said politely.

"Thank you once again, be careful on the road!" said Father nodded. Accompanying the return of Hanan who went away.

Instantly Nahla breathed a sigh of relief at the cold-looking man's return. In fact, it started to stiffen mode again when dealing with him.

"Don't forget tomorrow morning, less than six o'clock has arrived" Hanan said before moving on.

Nahla just nodded deeply, a little annoyed at his extremely unclear attitude. The woman drove him to his car. Just got out after the car drove.

"Acie .. dianterin Mas Duda!" ledek Dad was as soon as Nahla approached the entrance.

"Don't start sir, Nahla's tired," the girl scolded her in with a tired face.

"Finally you're doing Ndok, too, I don't think you're interested in men."

Nahla stared at the tired face, her parents why so ridiculous. Nahla doesn't like men. Not anti, more to not want to play.

Ballads have slightly somplak parents and slang, often acutely poised with the affairs of their children. Especially all the guys who come in, get to know him, or even meet. All will be ospek father until graduation.

"Can you make it to this night, is there any extra tutoring?" ask Mom full search.

"Hmm .. Yes Ma'am," answered Nahla lying. It is also impossible to be honest about the marriage invitation and the random debate between him and Mr. Hanan. They may be interrogated before going to sleep.

It would be a lie to me, this Mr. Hanan State. Just make the kebat kebit people. How frustrating.

"Kok your face blushing, hayo .. y'all dating huh?" accuse Mother of seductive smiles.

"His ... This mother is what the hell, where maybe Mr. Hanan likes me, la wong he is rich, influential, impossible," said Nahla quickly. Not wanting to discuss about the man again made Nahla pass to the room.

"Sir, I'm not done talking, I'm left behind." Mom's tailing to the room. Feels in court faced with the father and mother also do not believe.

"Truly Mother, Father, Nahla is not dating, now permission to close the door to sleep," he said politely.

"Wait!" Poor those two old men together.

"Otherwise, ma'am, are you sure he has no feelings?"

"If you don't like Hanan?" ask me to follow.

"No ma'am, sir, Nahla's tired of going to bed."

"He's very polite, unlike your other friends, you like."

Hadh ... I don't know his gentleness in front of me. Original bummer, nyeremin, nyeremin,

arrogant, and never even smiling.

"Father, Mother, Nahla has not wanted to think about it, besides the age of Nahla is also not expired, so do not worry about not selling."

"Eh yes, tomorrow Nahla there is an Icha nemenin event to Lembang Park and zoo. So, early in the morning has gone," said the girl mother hopes not more excited.

"Owh .. can that be, same Mr Hanan?" sahut I immediately agreed.

"No ma'am, he has an important event so can't accompany Icha. Mr. Hanan asked me to accompany his daughter."

"Owh .. so," replied Father and Mother compact.

The woman rubbed her chest in relief after the door closed. Even Nahla locks it from the inside in order to sleep soundly without interruption.

It felt like the woman had just fallen asleep once she found her phone ringing loud enough. That's not the alarm sound that Nahla stel made before dawn. Except for the ringing call from Mr. Hanan at three in the morning.

"Astaghfirullah .. This is what the hell person, this hour is a phone-phone," muttered Nahla staring at the phone screen with annoyance. Distracting his rest time which is still an hour ahead.

Deliberately silence him because lazy, uh, tetiba instead turn to vidio call. That guy looks like it. Vidio call's clock? Not even washing your face, how the story of his sweet face can look still disheveled.

[Thanks to my phone, it's Icha who wants to talk, he has woken up and does not want to sleep anymore because you are afraid you are not coming]~ Papa Icha.

Nahla opens the message with a feeling of reluctance. Finished reading instantly changed his mind as soon as he found out that little boy was contacting him. Lightning grabbed the hijab to cover her messy hair. No matter what with his newly woken face, immediately greeted with a friendly smile.

"Iya Icha dear, why wake up so early. Don't worry Miss Nahla will come after dawn, now Icha can sleep again" she said.

"It's really Miss Nemenin Icha, right?"

"Yes, yes, miss will come. Now hang up the phone, will you?"

"Ready Miss, Icha wants to bob again" said the little girl. However, only a few seconds later the phone rang again. Makes him want to not lift it back.

"Yes Icha, why else baby?"

"Ghem!" The voice there seemed to be a man.

Die me!