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Chapters. 37. Gathering

Abrizam is the son of one of his schoolmates Aliya Azizah Khumaira. Namely the mother of Sintia gray white friend Aliya until this moment they are still in a friendship and plan to match their children.

Orange Aurora Zain with Abrizam Abraham Samad. Although they are still in college in the fourth semester, but both have agreed and agreed with their children's matchmaking.

"There are still a lot of me just waiting for jolu, besides I have also ordered the online ojek," he declined Jingga with an offer made by Abriz.

"Are you sure you're going to ride your motorcycle from here to your papa's house? The distance is quite far, I anterin you well anyways this is the request of the mother of Shintia so please do not reject our good intentions," he persuaded Abriz again.

"Tumben loh said no hating and judes! Usually always talk about it with high nerves!" Orange Circumstances.

Orange does not get along with the chairman of this level if on campus or anywhere. Their friends pin the title as cat and mouse of all. Moreover, they often argue and debate opinions.

But, somehow the lecturer who teaches in his class every time there is a group assignment must be both one in the group. So that it is increasingly runnyam and full of the intrigue of his second life on campus.

Today they just found out if both of them were betrothed by their parents. Abrisam indeed from the beginning they met there was love, but sometimes Abriz was annoyed, angry and jealous if there was a guy who approached Orange.

"Oh Allah today I am again in good fashion for your nolongin, what the hell is wrong well if offering help to friends themselves," abrisam's reply was staring intensely at the woman he truly loved as sincerely as his heart.

"If I ride ojol I can be rude and late to meet papa, it seems there is no choice and other options are only left to join with this rese guy."

Abrizam immediately thrust the helmet into his hands the silent orange pecking. Abriz smiled wryly looking at the Orange residence.

"I'm sure you won't be able to resist my help, fortunately the bulge he ordered didn't come, it's a good chance to be close to the girl who's always the prettiest in my eyes,"

"Alright I come, but if you can also drive home well, I'm afraid of the problem," said Jingga while putting a helmet on her head.

Abriz smiled broadly at the girl according to her words, "Wait for you to wear this jacket of mine, afraid you will catch a cold," he asked Abriz who immediately took off his jacket from his body that was quite macho and sispack at his young age.

Orange is a bit shy and shy to receive kindness from men, but he has no other choice but to follow all of his words Abris.

Abriz fixed the location of his helmet Orange while saying, "you wear anything will always look beautiful in my eyes," Abriz said.

The words of praise from Abriz made Orange stunned and surprised to hear the words of the man who looked calm, cold, and calm,cuek and a little jutek usually but at this time all perceptions and views of his attitude Abriz is far different from his habits on campus.

The orange was sitting behind him, and he was sitting a little far away from you because he didn't want them to come into direct contact if they were too close together.

"You're holding on, if there's anything to say" he advised Abriz before starting to advance his second wheel drive on the asphalt.

The orange holds on to the iron attached to the end of the motor. He couldn't possibly hold onto the body of a man who wasn't his mahram.

"If I hadn't had to I wouldn't want a motorcycle with him" grumbled Orange as he turned his lips.

Their journey is quite powerful far, but both enjoy it casually. The orange no longer gets angry or shows its bent face.

"If you smile, it makes my heart thump even more and flowery like in a flower garden,"

Abrizam occasionally noticed the orange through the rearview mirror of his motorbike. He often steals a glance toward the orange and at worst he always ngerem suddenly so that his body Orange pushed forward to touch the wide back of Abrisam.

Yes Allah this guy is good too apparently, unlike his habits that he did on campus. It was like two different characters.

A few minutes later, Abrisam's big motorbike had arrived in front of the two-story house which was quite large and luxurious on XX street, number 123 and block X.

"Have we arrived?" Ask Orange after the engine Abriz stopped.

Abriz nodded his head before unbinding his helmet from above his head. Again Abrizam helped Orange to open the helmet he was wearing.

"No need, I can do it myself, '" prevent orange.

But, the stubborn Abrisam base did not want to hear the rejection from the Orange. He still does what he wants.

Orange Aurora Zain so unpleasant because it was treated too special from the young man who always pissed him off half to death. Even his classmates who often saw their quarrel even gave nicknames to them, namely the Queen and Princes Tom and Jerry.

Orange immediately walked towards the fence and saw there was a father who was sitting relaxed while watching the television show on his TV screen.

Orange frown to pay attention to the condition of the house before asking the security. But it turns out his efforts were late start by Abrisam who was already standing in front of the guard post.

"Assalamualaikum mr. Beno" said Abrizam.

Orange was surprised to see what Abrisam did who recognized the security guard of his father's house.

The man called Beno immediately turned his head to the source of the sound right next to his right side of the small room dedicated to the guard post.

Mr. Beno smiled as he looked at Abrisam," Ehh Den Abriz, tumben came to his own brother where is Abdilnya?" Ask Mr. Beno Junianto who has walked towards Abrizam.

"The task is to work with Uncle Lutfi, if I do not come here alone sir, there is an important matter that is very urgent matter," he replied Abrisam.

"Well, who is Den Abryz?" Ask again Beno.

"I want to..," said Abriz cut off by the sound of a car horn right from behind the two.

Abryzan and Jingga reflex moved from the front of the towering fence opened by Mang Beno. He did not want to be scolded if it was too late to open the door.

The white sedan car drove into the garage of the house that was quite large. Orange just stared intensely at the car until the car door was wide open.

From inside the car came several people, one middle-aged woman and two men who were clearly different in age. The little boy, who was about ten years old, got out of his car. Then a mother who still looks young at her age.

The most recent is an adult man with work clothes wrapped his body is still stocky and healthy fit. Orange sharpened his vision towards the man who was still very clear in the memory of the vision and his head who the man was.

"Father Leo!" The cry of Orange who just stood in place after shouting loud enough and shrill high.

Everyone turned his gaze and attention to the source of the voice. Leo Carlando Zain Pratama looked back. He was astonished to see who the girl in the knee-length dress with her only hair tie was that one.

"That's Papa's daughter" said Leo Carlando Zain Pratama, who immediately ran to where his daughter was.