Old Girl Looking for Love
Duo Krek

Rosmawati could not concentrate on watching the premiere of the movie Zombies Diaries. His thoughts drifted to Maryam who left the building with a sad look. "I'm coming home, Met," whispered Rosmawati to Mehmet, who was sitting next to her.

"Are you sure?" Mehmet asked with an expression of disbelief.

Mehmet's tone of voice always sounded soft, deep, and of course warm. All of that has made Rosmawati become stunned with her mouth gaping. Mehmet is an example of a prospective husband and a loving father.

A moment later, Rosmawati woke up. He then slapped his own cheek. "Think what the hell, me?" His murmur was quiet, but Mehmet could still hear it.

"What's the matter, Rose?" Ask Mehmet worried. "Don't like to hurt yourself! That is not a good thing" Sergeh Mehmet rubbed Rosmawati's cheek gently, and immediately made the girl's hair bristling. However, along with that, the soul of his judges also appeared.

"Eits! Don't grab! Steal the opportunity, yes! Mode, yes!" Prevent Rosmawati with her index finger straight at Mehmet.

Intentionally he said the word 'modus' in Indonesian. Of course Mehmet only scrunched his forehead a mark of not understanding.

"Udah, ah! I'm going back!" Rosmawati immediately stood up and walked up to the wall like a spy after she passed the guests who were engrossed in watching a zombie movie and melow.

"Relove, Rose! I promised Mary I'd take you home" Mehmet stood up and followed Rosmawati.

Zayn Malik KW 1 was forced to pull Rosmawati's arm slowly which still continues to stretch out of the building lobby towards the highway.

"Rose, please! I'm sorry! I'm sorry I touched you without your excuse. Let me take you home!" Pinta Mehmet with fond and hopeful eyes.

Rosmawati looked at the man at a glance without answering. He also seemed to think and consider Mehmet's request.

"Mark, take care of this lady, yeah! Don't let him go anywhere! I'll take my bike for a while" Mehmet suddenly told the man in the uniform of the security guard, who was standing by the lobby's door.

"Ready, sir!" The man bowed respectfully to Mehmet, leaving Rosmawati astonished as he bent his face.

Not long after, Mehmet also came while guiding his matic scooter on the side of the road.

"Come, Rose!" Take it with kalem. Without saying much more, Rosmawati also approached Mehmet who thrust a helmet at him. "Who's he?" Rose pointed her index finger at the security guard.

"Oh .. just a friend" Mehmet replied with a smile.

"Why do you honor that?" Rosmawati muttered suspiciously.

"Biasalah, yesterday we borrowed money," this time Mehmet not only smiled, but grimaced to reveal a row of white teeth that were clean and looked very well maintained.

"Oh," said Rosmawati briefly while the mangosteen. For a moment, he looked at the helmet. For a moment he thought, "Don't let the ribbon I wear get damaged by the pinches of Memet's helmet!"  (meaning motorcycle helmet yes gaes).

"Yes, stop! If it breaks then I ask for a change with the Memet," thought Rosmawati again. He ended up wearing the helmet because Mehmet was ready to wait for him on his matic scooter.

"Come on Rose!" Mehmet began to get impatient, the girl took a long time just to put a helmet on. "You've never worn a helmet before, have you, Rose?" Tanya Mehmet shortly after Rosmawati landed her pan°tat on the back seat of Mehmet's motorbike.

"Often when I was living in the village. I drove my mom to go shopping on a motorcycle with a helmet, all 'ngojek'. You know ngojek?" Rosmawati half yelled, because Mehmet had launched his bike at medium speed.

"Be Careful Memet! My dream is 30% fulfilled!" Pat Rosmawati on the man's shoulder.

"No, I don't. What is ngojek?" Sahut Mehmet while looking at Rosmati at a glance. For a few seconds, Rosmawati could smell the fragrant smell of the handsome man's face, making Rosmawati's heart rhythm a little awkward.

"Can you, the guy with the face smell? Lest he be a genie, "inner Rosmawati.

"Ngojek is ...." Rosmawati thought for a moment. "Ngojek is ... sometime I take you to my hometown, yes! Let you know for yourself what ngojek profession. It's hard to explain." said Rosmawati.

Not unexpectedly, Mehmet braked his motor suddenly while saying, "Is that true, Rose?"

Rosmawati, who was not ready and not alert at the time, hit Mehmet's back. Spontaneous Rosmawati got off the bike and pulled out her fangs on Mehmet.

"Well, really, this is a child, looking to die! From earlier only mode! Abis ngusap cheek, now want to add another ngusap," Omelnya.

"Hey, Mehmet! Don't be so rude, yeah!" Damprat Rosmawati is full of emotions.

"I'm so sorry, Rose! I swear by nothing I had no such intention. I was just surprised when you said you wanted to take me home to your hometown," Ujarn Mehmet said as he clenched his palms together in front of his chest.

Rosmawati was a little stunned again. Zayn Malik KW 1 has its own charm apparently. Inevitably, the girl nodded and went back on Mehmet's motorbike.

"Don't repeat, yeah!" Rosmawati.

"I won't! Promise i! I promise I won't be rude to you before you're halal to be mine!" Chirps Mehmet.

"What?" Rose exclaimed, almost fangs out again.

"I mean, if we're fighting! Hopefully! Ouch!" Mehmet's turn, which was shrieking because of Rosmawati's powerful pinch, had landed on his waist.

"Nyesel I was ushered home with you! Huh, ah! I don't want to talk to you! Now take me to find Mary until we meet. It shouldn't be far away if he's on foot!"

Rosmawati turned her gaze to the right and left, looking for the figure of Maryam among the many pedestrians. Now Rosmawati's mind goes from the annoying Mehmet to the sad Maryam. He could already imagine how sad and heartbroken his best friend was after Charlie ignored him.

However, the image of Maryam's grieving and destitute face was refuted when she saw her conjoined twin friends walking side by side while laughing cheerfully on the sidewalk, with a stranger he had never seen before.

"That's it Mary!" Excite Mehmet while slowing down the speed of the motor.

"Yes, already! Just go straight, Met! We just keep going home. It looks like Mary is okay," grumbled Rosmawati in a snob. In his heart he cursed, "Nyesel I worry about the Munaroh. It turns out that he is busy with the same new excitement again. You know, I'm watching zombies!" Omel Rosmawati in his heart.

That is how it is. Maryam walked side by side with a very charming handsome and beautiful man, who was the son of mrs. Harlekin. The man who has a 99.9% similarity with handsome actor Jamie Dornan, turned out to be a calm and somewhat mysterious person.

"I just found out if mrs. Harlekin had a very handsome son ... like you ..." flattered Maryam as she blushed, but the man was ordinary to her.

"You work at my mom's shop, right?" Ask the tall, copper-haired brunette man.

"Yuhu ..." answered Maryam with a sweet smile, with body language that was too far-fetched.

"I don't live with my mom. We rarely met," said the handsome man again with a very calm style of speech.

"Oh ...." Maryam was also bearded, "by the way .. my name is Mary ..." said Maryam as she reached out her hand and invited the man to shake hands.

For a moment, the man was stunned as he looked at Maryam. Maybe he felt strange because he had to meet this kind of strange girl. However, not long after, he returned a helping hand from Maryam, saying her name, "Jamie Scott ...." her answer in a voice so deep and sexy makes Mary feel like floundering on the sidewalk. They both finally shook hands.

"Where do you live?" Ask the man who is named Jamie. This is really amazing. Could it be that Jamie Dornan and Jamie Scott are twins apart? Maryam was stunned and thought for a moment, making Jamie stunned and glanced at her.

"Is there something wrong, Mary?" Ask Jamie. His face looked serious.

Maryam. "Can* I ask you a question*?" Mary asked with a doubtful face.

"Why not?" Jamie said without taking her eyes off Maryam.

Maryam also brought her face closer to Jamie Scott's face so that made the man pull his face back. "Are you sure you're mrs's son. Harlekin?" Maryam's chirps made Jamie Scott furrow both eyebrows. "You mean?" Ask the handsome gray-eyed man. He stared fixedly at Maryam's face which was still right in front of him.

For a moment, Maryam woke up. He immediately pulled his face back. "Forget it!" He answered very lightly and resumed his steps. He doesn't seem to care if the question has made Jamie Scott think hard.