Sie Culun My love
Part 92's

Wijaya Family.

Mama, Papa, and Fakhri, enjoying breakfast without her youngest daughter who was brought up, the atmosphere became quiet without her. There was only the sound of spoons and forks heard at the table.

Finished Breakfast Mama Ara tidied the dining table. "Day's anterin Mama to the boutique huh?" tanyanya while tidying the dining table.

"Where's your driver?" Fakhri is the laziest when asked to join his Mama to the boutique, instead of not wanting to obey his Mama's orders, but in the boutique girls all, it makes him reluctant to go to the boutique.

"Mama's driver's permission, her son's sick."

"Mom can bring your own car."

"Today Mama's got a lot of orders to deliver, come on! don't be a bad boy."

"It's not so, ah. okay." Fakhri can only resign, if the big lady who asks for the subject must be carried out.

"Abang, the road is short, it's noon, Mama has a promise with people," her Mama's nag.

"Yes, Ma, be patient" Fakhri replied, he walked straight to the car.

Arriving at the car, Fakhri immediately got into the car, because the big madam had already entered first. Then he drove his car at a moderate speed.

Thirty minutes they arrived.

"Assalamualaikum," said the big lady by walking into the boutique.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," replied Lala who was cleaning.

"La, if you're done, please come to my room!" said Mama Ara.

"Yes, Mom," Lala replied.

Finished cleaning the boutique, Lala headed for Mama Ara's room.

"Assalamualaikum" said Lala.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, enter La, the door is not locked," replied Mama Ara.

"Sit La!"

"Yes, ma'am, thank you," he replied and sat down at his boss' desk.

"What's wrong, ma'am?" ask Lala.

"Today's dress order is all set up?"

"It's Mom."

"Yes already then, you delivered all those orders, because today it wants to be used."

"Good Mom."

"Later you go let it be between Fakhri."

"Ta-." Fakhri just wanted to protest not finished talking already at the mouth of the Mama.

"There is no rejection."

Fakhri can only resign at the request of his mother.

"Again there Anterin Lala."

"Yes, Ma." Fakhri got up from his seat and walked out of the room.

"Lala said goodbye, ma'am" Lala said before leaving the room.

"Yes, La, be careful, use the opportunity well."

Lala simply smiled in response to her Boss's remark.

Fakhri and Lala were in front of Fakhri's car.

"Come in" said Fakhri.

Lala just nodded in response, then she opened, the back door, just opened the door Fakhri was already nagging.

"Don't sit on the back bench, I'm not your driver" protested Fakhri who saw Lala open the back door.

Hearing Fakhri's words, Lala got into the car sitting next to Fakhri.

"Where were we?" ask Fakhri.

"To Ms. Afi's house, on pomegranate alley street no.10."

Fakhri drove his car at a moderate speed, in the car there was only the sound of music accompanying their journey.

Forty minutes they reached Bu Afi's house. Lala got out of the car with a paper bag, towards Bu Afi's house.

Fifteen minutes Lala gets back in the car.

"Where else are we?"

"To Bu Tani's house, in dukuh no.12's alley."

"That's a long way," complained Fakhri.

Lala simply replied with a smile.

Accidentally Fakhri looked at Lala while smiling.

Sweet also if again smiling like that, astaghfirullah, Fakhri's mind and then he shook his head.

"We stopped by for lunch first, yes" Fakhri asked.

"Just as for Mas Fakhri." replied Lala.

Fakhri pulled over his car in front of a meatball stall and chicken noodles, got out of the car and got into the stall followed by Lala from behind.

"What do you want to eat?" fakhri asked, after they sat on the available bench.

"What do you want Mas and mba?" ask the shop owner's mother to approach them.

"Bakso one, and chicken noodle one, drink iced orange two," Fakhri replied.

"Okay, wait a minute."

Fakhri is busy with her cell phone, Lala is just silent at the television viewing table available at the stall.

"Please enjoy," said the shop owner's mother delivered Fakhri's order.

"Thank you, Mom."

When Lala wants to take a spoon accidentally Fakhri also wants to take a spoon, Fakhri's hand holds Lala's hand. "Sorry" said Fakhri.

Lala just nodded and smiled.

"Don't keep smiling at me, I'll fall in love with you" Fakhri said.

"What the heck Mas Fakhri," replied Lala, do not be asked how Lala now, he was wrong with the cheeks that have been flushed.

Just this time he chatted with his boss' son, because Fakhri rarely really to the boutique, it turns out Fakhri was fun too.

"Whose name are you?" ask Fakhri.

"Lala," he replied as he stuffed the chicken noodles into his mouth.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

Lala immediately wanted to hear Fakhri's statement.

"Eh.sorry," Fakhri immediately gave a drink to Lala.

"Thank you." Lala immediately drank the water given by Fakhri.

Then they continued eating until they were gone.

"Thank God" they said together, a second later they laughed together.

After that Fakhri paid for his order, then he walked towards the car.

They continued their journey.

Having been unable to endure her sleepiness, Lala closed her eyes.

Fakhri turned to the side, saw Lala who was fast asleep without realizing she smiled, then secretly photographed Lala.

Natural beauty, what it is, what I feel right now, I don't know but I'm happy and comfortable with her.

One hour they arrived at Bu Tani's house.

Fakhri is out delivering orders.

In the paper bag already written the name and address of the order.

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Without feeling the time is late afternoon by evening, all orders have been completed in between right.

Fakhri pulled over his car in a city park.

Lala is confused to see Fakhri pull over her car in the park. "Why stop here? car broke down?" tanyakanya.

"No, we stopped by here first."

Lala just nodded in response.

The two of them got out of the car, then walked towards the park area looking for a seat.

"It turns out it's a lot of people here this afternoon."

"Yes, have you never been here? ask Fakhri.

"No."

"Really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Well that friend or boyfriend?"

"Who wants to be friends with me, poor girl like me, friends I just don't have let alone a girlfriend. Only Lovely and Caca would be friends with me."

"Don't talk like that, I want to be friends with you" Fakhri said.

"Mas Fakhri, no need to pity me."

"I don't feel sorry for you, but I'm serious about making friends with you, do I have to come to your house first so you'll be friends with me."

"It's not so Mas, I don't deserve to be friends with Mas Fakhri."

"All men in God's eyes are equally no different, so don't feel this or that."

Lala simply smiled in response to Fakhri's words.

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It looks like Babang Fakhri is really in love with Mba Lala.

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