The Journey of Love of the Monty Girl
Take Off

"Eh..eh..don't use my hands to pull everything, sir!" naziah tried to get his hands out of Rega's. But it didn't work.

"Wait, Mba!!!" shouted the man of Naziah's duet friend from on stage, calling Naziah. And intend to just get acquainted, before Naziah left. But it was too late, because Naziah had gone far away from the stage. And he could do nothing but stare at the passing of Naziah.

Heard like someone was calling him from the stage. Naziah immediately turned to the source of the voice. However, he could not stop his steps. Because Rega continued to forcefully pull his hand and take him away from there.

"Sir...! Please take off my hands?! I can walk alone." please Naziah. While continuing to try to release Rega's tight grip from his hand.

However, Rega seemed to not hear his request and continued to walk forward. And just before they reached the exit of the cafe.

"Wow, handsome Bambang! Don't be rude to the cake' it's the same with his sister. Poor him...!!!" said one of the visitors who felt sorry to see Naziah pulled like that.

Suddenly, Rega immediately stopped his steps and made Naziah accidentally hit his back. Luckily, Naziah swiftly blocked his front body with his hands.

Thus, his valuable assets are in the upper body. Not touching Rega's back. But Naziah complained of pain. Because, the asset crashed into the rough of his own hand quite hard.

"Aawhh...!!!" Naziah. While looking at Rega's face in confusion. "Why stop suddenly!!!" continued Naziah asked in an annoyed tone.

Not answering Naziah's question. Rega turned and approached the female visitor who had just warned of her treatment of Naziah.

"Sorry, Miss?! She's not my sister, but she's my fiancee." Rega said firmly, correcting her status with Naziah. Not a sister, but a fiancee.

"Let's go fast !!!" rega said to Naziah and resumed their steps.

"Hehhh...!!!"

Naziah snorted annoyedly and resignedly followed the steps of Rega who would somehow take him where? After leaving the cafe room. And just let his hand continue to be grasped by Rega.

After Rega and Naziah came out and headed for the parking lot. It turns out that there are already Ifah and also Devan who are waiting for their arrival.

"'Van, you got the bike! Let them take a taxi with me." said Rega who pitched the order.

"Well, sister." Devan replied obediently.

"Eh, I can't. We'll just take the bike. What the hell is it...? Come around. kok kayak gini." said Naziah refused. And confused by Rega's sudden attitude like that.

"And this can not be removed now!" continued Naziah while pointing towards his hands that are still also faithfully held by Rega.

"I won't take it off, before you get into that cab." Rega refused firmly and pointed forward with her eyes. Towards the taxi that has been waiting for them since, right on the street in front of the cafe.

"But." said Naziah.

"If you still insist too. Don't blame me! If until I will." said Rega deliberately hold back his sentence. And brought his face to the side of Naziah's ear. Then continue the sentence; "Kiss your lips, here!"

Seeing Rega's head move approaching. Spontaneous Naziah slightly distanced his head. However, his ears were still able to hear very clearly the very soft words from Rega. So, he widened his eyes for a moment. Then, in a split second. Naziah is back to doing lightning-fast movements again, like a flash superhero on TV. Unknowingly out of surprise and want to immediately avoid the occurrence of the thing that Rega said. He got into a taxi designated by Rega.

"Astaghfirullah's... Astarghfirullah... Achaghfirullah...!!!" the driver said in a loud voice. And unknowingly just take off the phone in his hand. Then rubbed his chest to relieve his sudden heartbeat pumping quickly.

Naziah who is also still with a racing heart because he heard the threat of Rega earlier. But he was in a safe place. He let out his breath, relieved. "Hufy!!!"

"Sorry, Sir?! I surprised you, didn't I?" said asked Naziah by looking at the driver's face from behind the rearview mirror in the car.

"You know what it is!!!" said the driver. "Mba, who? Suddenly I was in my car! Mba', ghost huh?" he continued with a face turned confused and also frightened.

"Eh. I'm human, sir. Not ghosts! I was told to go in with that Master!" answer Naziah with a voice tone follow the sewot. And pointed towards Rega who was approximately ten meters away from the car that was currently occupying.

The taxi driver then, spontaneously followed the direction pointed by Naziah.

While Rega was appointed, looking smiling smirk. And still standing near Devan and Ifah in the cafe parking lot. While looking at Naziah with seemed to shake his head slowly.

So did Devan and Ifah who were a little surprised and confused. But shake their heads. Seeing Naziah's behavior just now.

The driver got out of the car and approached Rega.

"Master! Who is that woman in my cab? Why was he suddenly there?" ask the driver with a slightly frightened and confused face.

"He's my future wife, sir. Its alright. He was like that." Rega replied ambiguously. Smiling to remove the fear that emanated from the taxi driver's face.

"Come, Miss Ifah! Accompany Naziah sitting in the back. I'll sit next to the driver. Let Devan bring his own motorbike." said Rega by explaining why he invited Ifah to take the taxi.

"Yes, Sir. But, the key is still the same Mba' Naziah." replied Ifah trying to explain. Before Devan will have difficulty when going to bring the motorcycle owned by Naziah.

"Oh.. Yeah, come on, 'Van, come with us to get the keys!" said Rega while stepping first approaching the taxi car that has been filled by Naziah in it.

And followed by Ifah and the taxi driver and Devan behind him.

Right near the taxi door. "Mba', where's the key? Mr. Devan will carry your bike" Ifah said as he extended his hand towards Naziah in the car. Because, Naziah was sitting far away in the chair by the door next to him.

"Em.. wait!" naziah said as he reached into the pocket in his bomber jacket. To pull out the key of his motor that he put there. "Simplified...!" he said handed the key to Ifah's outstretched hand.

"This is the key to the bike, sir. Be careful when driving!" ifah said softly while smiling sweetly. While giving the key to the bike to Devan and do not forget to warn him. Be careful when driving later.

"Yes. Thank you." replied Devan flatly while returning the smile of Ifah with a smile at a glance. Then take the motor key given to him.

Afterwards, Ifah got into the taxi. And sit in the passenger seat next to Naziah. Rega was sitting in the passenger seat next to the taxi driver.

Seeing all the passengers are already sitting in a safe position in their respective places. And with a seat belt that is neatly installed. The driver started the engine and slowly entered the road. Leaving Devan who looked busy removing the motorbike belonging to Naziah was from the cafe parking lot.