Slovenly Girl Mama's Choice
Chapter 8. Can't Hold It Anymore

“Job!” detestation Dion.

The pleasure he got from the outside had to be dashed when the handsome man came home, with difficulty Dion built up his mood. Only by meeting his friends can Dion return to being himself, especially after seeing his girlfriend.

Bra!kkkk!!

The sound of a door slammed hard, making Ujang tiptoed. Papa Dion's private driver who had served for a long time in the Wijaya family felt sorry for him. Since Elementary School, Dion has received little attention and affection, leaving the handsome boy wild and out of control. Ujang knows better how to communicate with Dion than his parents.

“Mas Dion,” call Ujang in a soft voice at the doorstep. Dion who was lying down also looked lazy to deny it.

“Why Mang?” the heavy sound of Dion surprised Ujang who was leaning on the door. The age of Ujang who is still in his thirties makes both of them feel no hesitation. For him Dion was a good boy, only he had difficulty controlling his emotions.

The sundanese-blooded man lifted the black coffee sachet, and gave his thumb towards the edge of the pool. Dion pushed Ujang slowly, and he followed behind him.

“Lo know aja Mang, if I again need friends.”

There Ujang brewed two black coffees, although not as delicious as his friend, Dion still thanked him. Ujang gave input despite not being asked, making Dion upset.

“Gue don't need input Mang, I need a place to stay now!” Ujang who was sipping coffee, spitting out the black liquid. I was surprised by what Dion did not think.

“Mas Dion where are you going? A house this big wants to be left? What to do later after marriage, hihi ..”

Talking about marriage, Dion remembered Dista and Dias, two women who had filled his days. Unfortunately, none of them could defend the man. Ujang listened to the outpouring of the heart of a handsome man. Despite being notorious, Dion never did anything bad to a girl.

So sad to live it they both do not know the whereabouts of Kania and Agnes in the doorway. Agnes' smile was etched clearly on her face, if her son was a normal man who could love a girl.

“You see, Dion is normal. Your job is just to make it work, a bad boy like Dion just needs attention and understanding. Aunty became curious about her name Dista. Tomorrow we visit his house, you agree right?”

Kania was silent, her mouth locked. Although for the sake of self-satisfaction, in fact visiting another girl who had stopped at the heart of “prospective husband” is very painful. Even the bus so, in Dion's heart still stored memories among them.

“Iya Bu,” Og Kania.

“Don't call Mom, try to get used to calling Auntie, or maybe with a Mama call maybe.” Agnes rubbed Kania's back. Not trying to compare the two, because Agnes thinks in this modern era love comes because getting used to it is commonplace.

...

“Then, Mas Dion prefers the same which one?” ask Ujang. Dion pulled out his phone and showed a photo of Dista and Dias. The gang leader felt proud, because Ujang's expression seemed fascinated by the photos of two girls he showed.

“Where to Mang? Sexy right? especially this one!” point to Dion in one of these photos. Ujang can already guess who the girl is, because since the first story, only the name of the girl he called the most among others.

“Surely this Neng that Mas Dion called the Bohay yes, haha..”.

Dion also laughed, because Ujang could know him well. Repeatedly Dion patted Ujang on the back, comforted.

“Don't forget Mang, searchin Dion rented or houses that can be rented yes! Dion did not want to marry the girl of choice Mama!” Dion shuddered to imagine that he did not want to, let alone later.

Kania returned to the room assisted by a housekeeper. During the climb up the stairs, the girl thought about how she could still work in the office, even though she would still get money from her husband.

“Ah shit! Why am I thinking of that jerk!” furious Kania, until he almost fell due to not focusing on his footsteps. On his head began to ring as Dion laughed, a sweet smile, a very different smile as he always mocked him. But he was not the cause of the laughter.

“Gue doesn't care, nor do I want this to happen. Dion thought he was the most handsome man on the planet! hah, you rancid playboy!” Kania break down neatly arranged pillows. While sitting in front of the dressing table, Kania looked at herself in the reflection of the mirror.

‘Are I that bad in Dion's eyes?’ inner Kania. He began to raise his arms and kiss his armpits left and right. He scrunched his nose.

Last night staying at his boss' house, not even his mother asked him where he was. As long as the kitchen remains boiling and there is food to cook, Asri will free his two children.

‘Hah, if I may choose to be whose child, surely I will ask God, given a caring and loving mother.’ murmured the girl.

At the Balcony Dion was making a Video call with her three friends. On the screen of his phone, all have been together with his partner. Only he himself is still alone. Iwan, his high school classmate, challenges the man to marry earlier than he does. The stakes are pretty big, a motorcycle Dion wants.

Ivan

[Where are you, dare you? Only Lo doang is still jones, Lo is still normal, right?]

Hahaha.The three friends laughed at the notorious gang frontman. Even he saw Vicky making out with Dista, there was a sense of arrogance to see the couple. If only he were in the position of Vicky, there would be only happiness and no need to feel all the saturation in this big house.

Dion

[Gue thought first, the problem is that the candidate has become a man! Haha... ]

The smile seemed to be faint, even though only briefly Dion had tasted peace with the girl he liked from the beginning.

Vicky

[Fuck Lo! I'm still chasing my guy! back the ex, who knows directly you want to invite marriage.]

Wilted

[Yes, former Lo still ... single!]

bayu's speech was interrupted, because he saw the figure of a beautiful girl behind Dion. They all stared at Dion, making the frontman of the gang do not understand.

Dion

[Why is your face on?]

Dion looked back, following where their comrade looked. Slender girl with black hair. The smell of his strawberries smelled into Dion's nose.

Ivan

[Woy, you've got a candidate secretly, Lo, asshole! Not so, the bet, dear my bike!]

And all laugh at Iwan's silliness. Dion asks Kania to leave. But the girl instead deliberately joined sitting next to the badung boy. There Kania stared at the figure Dion was talking about.

‘She is really beautiful, and has officially become the property of her best friend. But why Dion still can't forget it.’

Cania

[Hello, you must be Dion's friends! I ... ]

Dion closed the girl's lips and cut off the connection of the video call with his three friends.

“What the hell Lo, Don't visit ya! Remember, I don't want to be forced to marry Lo, Understand!” Dion dragged the girl's hand out of the balcony area. Even though the man knew, if Kania's leg still hurts he doesn't care.

“Go! You can choose where you want, but don't expect to be in the same room!” Dion passed by, leaving the girl alone.