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Mas Tito immediately frowned in surprise, as I got into the car with a lethargic face.

"Why is your face bent? Kayak abis was cut off, "the lead was then.

I did not respond and just kept quiet while wearing the seat belt. Mas Tito actually looks a little surprised, however, my manager did not ask much and immediately started the car and drove it.

I let out a heavy breath.

Mas Tito looked at me carefully. "Is there bad news?"

I nodded not knowing. I'm dizzy. I was confused, not knowing how.

"Gue don't know, Mommy."

"Who were you abis nemuin?"

I looked towards Mas Tito. My expression looks doubtful. But in the end, I kept telling them who I had met.

"Zidan's."

Mas Tito scratched his head. "Who is Zidan?"

"Nice is Zea."

Mas Tito immediately ber'oh'ria while mangosteen understand. "Oh, so his name is Zidan." he then exclaimed for a few seconds after, "lah, anjir, so you forward the flight schedule so early in the morning to meet your future brother-in-law? Wow, really, you know, Za. Fix, I'll drive to Barra. Let's let you go diomelin."

I'm back to breathing. "Gue wasn't even sure if he could be his sister-in-law, Mas" I muttered afterwards.

The look of despair was clearly visible on my face. Frustration and distress I feel. I don't even know what to do after this.

"Well, if only the mah candidate can still not really, Za?"

I nodded weakly. I don't know, I'm not sure. I think Zidan is again trying to warn me to stop approaching Zea. Less is what I am doing.

"He told you to stop making his adek deketin?"

I nodded unsure.

"Continue?" tanya Mas Tito.

"Gue told her to marry him."

The ciaittt!

Suddenly Mas Tito immediately stepped on the brakes and glared sharply at me.

"Who was asked to marry whom?"

I raise a confused eyebrow. Something is wrong with my words.

"Don't be ambiguous, Anjir, Za, my brain is traveling. Who is he you mean? Zidan or Zea?"

This time it was my turn to glare sharply at him. "Yes, according to you, Mas, it's definitely Zea. Yeah, Zidan's time."

Mas Tito immediately sighed in relief while understanding mangosteen. He then drove his car again.

"Yes, he once entered one of the sects of rainbow cake."

I stared straight at Mas Tito flat. "Mas Tito!" call me in a somewhat irritated tone.

"I don't know, you're wrong yourself, Anjir, why the ambiguous talk is that. I thought that was right." Mas Tito replied with a tone no less irritated.

I grunt.

"Sorry, but seriously you were told to marry Zea?" Mas Tito muttered in disbelief and then said his sentence, "yes, in Islam dating is forbidden, but the time has immediately asked for marriage? Serem really, this is a wedding, not a playful thing, seriously. Once in a lifetime, Za."

"Zidan didn't explicitly ask me to marry Zea immediately, Mas, only Zidan said that he didn't want Zea to date. He wants me to be serious, I'm serious, no kidding. How old I am, Mom, yeah I still want to mess around. But suddenly he said seriously what he meant was marriage. Yes, I am the same Zea new to know, who do not know very well, not I do not want to think of that direction. Just my position is in shock, Mas, alluded to about marriage. And you know what Zidan said right away?"

"If you're not sure, you can back off now." I grinned when I remembered the expression underestimated earlier, "kek, anjir, Mas, I have not been told to back off. He said he also did not expect much to me because of my profession."

"Well, why the same profession?" sahut Mas Tito did not accept, "he forgot who it was? Selebgram also times, his face plastered on many social media. How to underestimate your profession. Anjir, have stepped back, people can not appreciate the profession of others that do not need to be cemented, let alone be made in-law. Dih, amit-amit lo if you have a sister-in-law soan. I am ogah."

Spontaneous I laugh. I think Mas Tito's reaction was a little exaggerated.

"It is precisely because the scene is selebgram, Mas, he wants adeknya dapet that does not deal with the world of entertainment. That is, males the same media time the cake."

"Nothing is so. How do you keep going? Do you want to go ahead or find something else?"

While staring at Mas Tito, I then shook my head as a sign of reply. Confused as well how I should.

"No idea, Mom."

"Well, how do you know how you feel about Zea? Have you had a crush yet?"

"Kepo lo, Mas."

"Well, I asked you too."

I choose to shake.

"Yet?" guess Mas Tito hesitated.

"No. Udah, do not need to kepo, focus just drive, Mas. I want to sleep! Anterin me to the place of Sister Luna, yes."

Mas Tito raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Why what?"

I clucked while looking at him cynically. "Said not to be too. There is, family business. Tito does not need to be. I want to sleep."

After saying that I immediately leaned my body looking for my most comfortable position to sleep.

While wandering in a dream, Mas Tito suddenly woke me up. I feel disturbed immediately rattled.

"What the hell, Mas? I'm sleepy" I'm upset.

"Buset surprised me, anjir. That's so bad?"

How I am not fierce, the position of lack of sleep, bad mood, dizziness, plus good sleep even built up. Isn't it only natural that I'm raging?

"Astagfirullah, Mom, are you serious about that?" I then pointed at the face, "you don't see how bad my eye bags are now? I'm so sleepy, Mom, I swear."

"Mistakenly ask for advance flight schedule. Now rasain's own consequences."

I was only able to snort while staring at the cynical Mas Tito.

"Lo still notice the same sound hape lo?"

Mas Tito glanced at me cynically. I grabbed my phone which turned out to be on. There's an incoming call. Without name. Who the hell?

"Why not get caught?" tanya Mas Tito.

I immediately showed my phone screen to Mas Tito. "Number, Mom. Don't know me. Do you think lift or not?"

"I'll see!"

I put my phone screen closer to Mas Tito. "Know you, Mas?"

Mas Tito shook his head. "Try lifting first, who knows it's important. If from people it is not clear just block it," he suggested later.

I nodded understandingly, then shifted the green button. I hesitated to put my phone to my ear.

"Yes, hello?"