Not a Bet Woman
Four eyes

Ozza moved from his place while saying his greetings.

"Waalaikumsalam, Ozza thank you once again. I ask maat ya for the attitude of father, he's actually good. It's just that he needs proof that you've really changed" Hasna said as she chased Ozza out of the room.

" Yes, it's okay. How's this? you don't want to take me? time to grab your dad's wallet?" Ozza once again offered help.

"Astaghfirullah, why did I forget. Wait for Ozza, let me ask you first" Hasna said as she stepped back in.

"Dad, didn't you pick up the wallet you left at home? let Hasna take it with Ozza, all Hasna bring a change of clothes for brother Zahra" asked Hasna a little closer to Ozza.

Seeing the dark day, of course, Budi was worried about releasing his daughter alone with a man like Ozza.

So he finally decided to take another initiative.

"No need, you're here to nemenin your mother and sister. Let your own father go home to take a wallet and change clothes, later let your brother Najwa prepare it" said Mr. Budi.

"Who's dad going home?" ask Hasna later.

"Say with your friends?" mr. Budi.

Hasna wanted to smile but she could stand it for fear that her father would change his mind.

"Well, let me tell Ozza" Hasna came back out and told me what her father had said.

"What's? really true?" ozza's eyes widened to hear that Mr. Budi would come in his car and just be alone with him.

"Yes Ozza, you don't mind? hopefully after this dad can be closer to you" said Hasna while commenting on a smile.

Ozza nodded doubtfully, which he imagined the middle-aged man would lecture along the way.

Ten minutes later, Ozza's car started driving with only four eyes in it. The same two lips are silent. Surely Ozza's lips feel heavy to talk for fear of presumptuous and fear of wrong.

While Pak Budi's lips are also reluctant to speak for fear of Ozza to PEDE an.

(iii Hasna's father is like a high school girl aj🤭)

"If you have serious intentions, prove it to us !"

One sentence that managed to make Ozza review smile, but immediately he hid the smile and answered the words of his future father-in-law.

"God willing, sir, may Allah make it easy"

one answer that makes Mr. Budi stunned because his interlocutor brought God's asthma. There was no way he would respond with a bad word.

And so he chose silence not to answer and went into the house immediately.

Arriving at home.

"How's yah? is Zahra dead?" ask Najwa to panic.

"Alhamdulillah already, please prepare your sister's clothes because she must be hospitalized. After this father returned to the Hospital" said Mr. Budi.

"Yes" replied Najwa, hurrying to carry out his father's orders.

Fifteen minutes Najwa finished packing,

"This is well, who's dad coming home with?" ask Najwa.

"Hasna's victory" Budi replied briefly.

"Oh, now her son means waiting for me outside?" ask Najwa later.

"Maybe he's home. I want to go back to the Hospital on Ojol aja" said Mr. Budi who looks indifferent.

The two finally stepped out of the house and were surprised to find something.

"Dad look at that,..."