Possessive Leader
Pamit

After Jesi called her brother and convinced him that the sister had given permission, Alya did not refuse to stay at Jesi's house. Both of them have immediately started sorting Jesi's clothes that are mountainous to be carried by the boarding house.

"This is Al, come in. I've chosen one that's about to make an internship." Jesi took out some clothes from inside her closet.

"Don't wear black and white, Al?" He asked without looking at Alya who was busy folding clothes and putting them in a suitcase.

"It has to be, Jes. Usually the apprentice wears black and white. Just a few more formal clothes on Jes. It's mostly your clothes like people's clothes want a fashion show not suitable for work deh." Comment Alya.

"Gue is a gini model, Al. No matter the time well ntar I am reasonable so that it looks formal that. His subordinates live wearing a sponge skirt or cloth pants can be times well." Typal Jesi.

Alya nodded then replied with a thumbs up at Jesi who was still picking up her clothes.

"This is my favorite shirt, Al. But yes, it is also impossible for me to bring everything." Jesi put the last shirt in the suitcase and then closed it.

Finished packing the clothes, Jesi goes to the bathroom to clean herself while Alya lies on the bed. The incoming call on her phone made Alya's closed eyes open again lazily.

"Master, sister."

"Yes, I called."

"Yes sorry, brother. His son is like that."

"Yes... Yes brother. Yesterday I told my sister."

"Thank you brother."

Alya put her phone back on after her sister ended the call. At the same time Jesi came out of the bathroom, already wearing a nightgown with a towel that still wrapped her wet hair.

"Jesi you lied huh? He said his brother was ngizinin. But just called he said he hasn't said anything yet you're dead." Alya.

"Catsau, Al. I'm just afraid your brother doesn't give permission, so I'm dead." Jesi who sat at the table of Risa turned to face Alya.

" Lo yummy Al, got a big brother who's very considerate. Lah me? Another heartbreak gini even asked for marriage. Is Edan my family?"

"I want you here. I don't want to be alone."

"But it's not that you should wait for an answer from my sister, so she doesn't worry." Reply Alya.

"But calm down, brother, give me permission to stay here." Its effects.

"Sip is. If I don't give permission, I won't let you go back, Al." Jesi turned back to the glass and began to dry her hair.

"Btw Al, brother lo girl what guy? I think it's good to have a sister. Especially like your brother, like that attention." Jesi Sayings.

"Turkey. I'm so grateful to have a sister like her, Jes. Though possessive in my opinion, but I know all for my own good." Answer Alya.

Jesi just nodding in front of the mirror while looking at Alya from inside the object in front of him.

"Dear is not Al your brother?"

"Beauty is." Alya replied with passion.

"Where's Zidan Zidun?"

"Don't be compared to Zidan or Jes, different levels. My brother is the loyal type."

"May you make me, Al?"

"Handestine, Al. Seriously you are. I don't want to date anymore. Euy pain. Heneg... Schneck... Ah so it's me again."

"Neng Jesi, said mother awaited for dinner." the voice from outside the room stopped the second vent session.

"I want to eat in my room. Bring it here." Said Jesi as soon as she opened the door.

After dinner, the two continued to tell stories even though not long before Jesi fell asleep first. In the morning even though Jesi had wanted to eat with her parents but the girl still showed her anger. Still do not like to hear his father who again talks about the future husband. This time even blatantly put forward a meeting schedule with the family of her future husband.

"Dad, I told you I didn't want to get married. I really don't like being forced into this." Jesi Sayings.

"It's all for your own good, baby. Father and mother also do not just choose a future husband for you. Than you can find yourself who like your boyfriend yesterday." Burhan.

"I don't want to! It's called coercion." Jesi moved from the dining room followed by Alya.

He soon got out of his room with a large suitcase. Sari approached him hurriedly seeing the princess carrying a lot of stuff.

"Dear you want to go to college, right? Why bring all the suitcases?"

"Yes, mom. Jesi wants to go to college but doesn't come back here anymore."

"You mean? Want to stop by?" Burhan came to Jesi.

"Yes. Jesi wants to stay away from being forced into marriage. It's the same here. The pocket money is cut, the same debit credit card is pulled, the college is stuck, hot as well. Mending me kost, after all it's starting to get used to being a rakjel I tuh. Not bad." Said Jesi so lightly.

"Yes there, go there. Stay up here." Burhan.

"Dad!" Sari screamed a little, she didn't want her daughter to leave the house.

"Biarin, ma'am. Let him know what it's like to live independently. Let him know that everything we do is what's best for him."

"Once you get out of this house there's no chance of coming back unless we're together." Burhan Imbuh.

"Yes already. Jesi pamit stopped by yah." He said while kissing the hands of Sari and Burhan alternately. Alya also does the same then follows Jesi out of the house.

Jesi and Alya were already standing in front of the fence, they were almost out.

"Al, look back try there's a father with a mother? It's weird that they didn't call me back!" Said Jesi.

Alya looked back and found no one in front of the house.

"Nothing, Jes. Why why?"

"Ih spit... Kirain father same mother will not let me kost. Kirain's mom will call me not to go. How is this not?" Jesi looked back and there were no parents.

"Good dong, Jes. Don't you want that?"

"That's not Alya. I've thought again semalem make nolak wedding plan it's enough to pretend the same cuddle would be kost aja sure mom will not let me go and will membatalin it plan, will, I'm the only child, when my mother became a boarding child. But this is why it's even dibiarin gini duh..." Jesi grabbed her own hair, upset her plan did not go well.

"How come this is so what don't you stop by, Jes? If it's not okay, the boarding place is also not in love with DP." Alya.

"Mending in again, Jes. It's not good to fight with parents. Who knows your father's choice of mate is your type, ntar nyesel." Alya Imbuh.

"You ah males, Al. Just continue on... If I enter again my prestige with my father. It's getting louder for my father to marry me."