Old Girl Looking for Love
Welcoming the Future

The day of farewell arrived. Kiki waved her white handkerchief in front of the apartment building full of memories with her and Maryam and Rosmawati. Although most of the memories are bad, Kiki still feels lost. Accompanied by the faithful Shahid standing beside him, Kiki began to sing the legendary Titanic movie filler.

"It's okay here, Ki. Don't be naughty, don't forget to turn on the lights if the malem, let's not be mistaken for a gorilla cage," Rosmawati advised before entering Jamie Scott's car.

Yes, Jamie Scott the architect was the one who had been kind enough to transport the duo to Birmingham. While their goods are amazingly many but few are beneficial, they are transported using expedition services.

Various thrilling and fun shadows have crossed Rosmawati's mind, especially the shadows about Mehmet, his idol and idol now.

"Mun, ntar there you can try to apply for work. Who knows there is a windfall," said Rosmawati who began to regret seeing her conjoined twin friends who were ceaselessly disturbing Jamie who was busy driving. Time and again the girl was found to poke on Jamie Scott's chin, making Rosmawati so uncomfortable to see him.

"Moon!" he shouted when Maryam did not budge at all.

Rosmawati scooped her face rough while glancing at Jamie Scott who did not seem to mind the strange treatment of her lover.

"Yes, God of Wrestling. Paringono was patient," muttered Rosmawati. It was still two hours away and he had to be strong to face this reality.

Suddenly there was a loud buzzing sound, disturbing Maryam's hearing who was solemnly looking at Jamie's face. "Eh, who's the mosquito?" maryam asked as she chased the direction of the voice.

Rosmawati who was confused to find the origin of the sound, finally realized that the sound came from the ringing of her phone. "Oh, yes. My phone turns out to be the sound," he said grimacing.

Immediately, he grabbed the phone neatly tucked away in his jeans jacket pocket. His eyes widened when he saw the name on the screen. "Diet!" cheery screech.

"Hello!" Rosmawati hurriedly raised her call.

"Yes, Met? Uh, I mean, Mr. Hayder?"

"I'm still on my way, in about two hours, sir!"

"What's? Oh, I'm in the car! You see if the walk likes not strong, fear gout linu," he chuckled.

"Yes, my gosh, Met! Uh, Mr. Hayder, thank you very much, yes," said Rosmawati.

"Good, Sir! Good. Ready it! I'm not going to be late tomorrow" he closed, then ended the call. It was not realized that Maryam was looking at him in astonishment.

"I'm really talking to Memet?" search Maryam.

"Yes, Mun! I can't call him Memet anymore. You see, he is now my boss" explained Rosmawati.

Maryam responded by rounding her lips with mangosteen.

"It's still a long journey, Mr. Eder?" Rosmawati is starting to get restless.

"Lumayan, two hours less. Why, Rose?" asked Jamie Scott kindly, which according to the Rosmawati view, it was a strange thing, because Jamie Scott was notoriously cold and scary.

"Anu, that ... . Memet, uh, Mr. Hayder was waiting for me in front of the new flat" he said shyly.

"She's still a bit of a bitch, Jem?" maryam asked while chewing potato chips. No matter where he got the snack from, Rosmawati herself did not pay much attention.

However, after a while, Rosmawati only realized that it was her potato chips, hastily she snatched the food from Maryam's hands.

"H, stingy! I swear that Memet nyuekin you forever," curses Maryam.

"It's okay if Memet is nyuekin, as long as it's not Mr. Hayder," said Rosmawati.

"Yee, same thing!" Maryam did not accept.

"Not the same, dong! His name on KTP is no Memetnya," denied Rosmawati.

"Emang you've seen the ID?" Maryam squinted her eyes in disbelief.

"Daddy, doong!" lying Rosmawati while sticking out her tongue, just because she didn't want to lose.

"Mrs. The eder? It's a long time, huh?" again Rosmawati asked the same thing, making Jamie Scott massage his temple which inexplicably suddenly suffered a migraine.

Finally, after the question 'Still a long time, huh?' repeat for the 102nd time, until they reach the intended address.

Jamie Scott's car stopped right in front of a flat in Birmingham's downtown area that looked much more luxurious than their old London flats. A container truck belonging to the expedition service hired by Rosmawati has also arrived and is parked across the street.

"It's over, Rose! Finally, Thank God! I almost accidentally hit a pole to keep you quiet. Finally there," complained the handsome man.

Impatient to meet the idol, Rosmawati immediately opened the car door and jumped out. But unfortunately, because he was not careful, his feet tripped over the edge of the sidewalk, so he fell down. His face landed first in the paving block.

"I'm fine! I'm okay!" Rosmawati quickly stood up and raised both of her hands, before the people around her asked her how she was.

"Jeez, Jem! You're the one, I'm the one who's ashamed!" hisses.

Regardless of Jamie Scott and Maryam staggering at his behavior, Rosmawati rushed forward and approached Mehmet who looked very worried. "How are you, Mr. Hayder?" he said while grimacing.

"Jeez, Rose! You all right?" ask Mehmet worried.

"Oh, it's okay, sir! I was strong," along with that, dripping blood from Rosmawati's nostrils.

Mehmet hastily took his handkerchief out of his pocket, and he rubbed it on the tip of the girl's minimalist nose. Minimalist but tall. Hm..

"Eh, no need, sir! I can do it myself" Rosmawati grabbed the black handkerchief and used it to wipe her nose and snot, then she returned the handkerchief to Mehmet. Of course, Mehmet immediately retreated and shuddered in horror.

"Eh, don't give it back, Rose! Just take that handkerchief. For you," he said.

Rosmawati's eyes sparkled. Is this a sign that Mehmet has forgiven him and returned to being Mehmet as before?

"really? Thank you very much, Sir! I will keep this handkerchief as best I can, because it is the most precious gift" Rosmawati said sincerely as she rubbed the handkerchief against her cheek and closed her eyes.

Ahmad could not see the scene in front of him. He also threw away his face with nausea.

"So, which room are we in, Met?" maryam's shrill voice stopped Rosmawati's strange scene.

"Mary? You coming too?" Mehmet, who had just noticed the presence of Maryam and Jamie there, was slightly stunned, and greeted the two kindly.

"Well, Met! Mumun must come! Ijem everywhere must be accompanied by his handler," Mumun explained as he patted his chest.

"Oh, fine then," Mehmet cleared his throat, then scratched his nape.

Attitude all wrong began to be shown by Zayn Malik KW 1 it. "It is good that you, Mary and Mr. Eder certainly. In a moment, my men will come and help the expedition to move your belongings. Excuse me first" Mehmet left, followed by Ahmad, without looking back at Rosmawati.

Leaving behind three astonished people, then looking at each other.

"Si Memet why, huh?" murmured Maryam.

"I don't think he likes seeing you here" said Rosmawati.

"It seems Mehmet is still worried about you, Rose," said Jamie Scott, another of the others, to the attention of Maryam and Rosmawati.

"Mehmet may have forgiven you, but he doesn't forget your mistakes easily" continued Jamie Scott. As if to say nothing, Jamie Scott began to move towards the expedition truck and help move the goods.

Arriving at the doorstep of the building, Jamie Scott, who was carrying a pile of cardboard, painstakingly turned to Rosmawati. "Hey, Rose! What number is your room? Which key?"

"O'oo ..." Cold sweat started pouring down Rosmawati's forehead. Perhaps Jamie Scott's guess is correct, Mehmet still hasn't completely forgotten Rosmawati's mistake. The proof, Mehmet rented the flat without telling the number and did not hand over the keys.