The Journey of Love of the Monty Girl
Sleeping Separately

"Emmm, I'm willing to be your life partner" Naziah said, at last.

Naziah was originally staring at Rega while speaking. Slowly lowering his gaze for a moment. And then again raised his gaze, but already diverted it in another direction. When he said his last sentence.

"What???"

Rega who had been silent since then, spoke again by asking with his voice that rose an octave. Not sure of his hearing on the last sentence of Naziah. Staring intensely at Naziah's face.

"Can you repeat your last sentence?" ask Rega again. By re-closing the question sentence.

"Easy! I think you've heard it very clearly. So, I don't want to repeat it again." replied Naziah clearly refusing to repeat the sentence earlier. While rolling his eyeballs, lazy.

Then, a little glance at the clock that there is a wall of his living room. And the clock has shown at 22.12 WITA. "It's 10 o'clock past. Come on, go home!!! Not good, this clock is still at the girls' house. Will we think there's anything else?! Come home!!!" throw Naziah out.

"No way, before you repeat the sentence." Rega refused. "Let us be raided by people. So that all of you are married tonight." he continued very casually.

Making Naziah's eyes instantly perfectly round, hearing him.

"Astagfirullahal'adhim! Nauzubillah min dzalik!" said Naziah while rubbing his face with both palms. "Why say that anyway?! It sucks." continued in a high and upset tone.

Then, Naziah immediately got up from his seat and approached the leaf of his mess exit. "Go back!!!" expel Naziah. Started a little rough, while standing up and holding onto that exit leaf.

Not angry and offended by the attitude and speech of Naziah. Rega was the opposite. He spoke very softly as his lips revealed a happy smile.

"Yes, my future wife. I'm going home. And tomorrow, I'm here again. Because tonight, I can't talk to your mama. So, just tomorrow. okay?!!" said Rega.

After saying that, Rega got up from his seat. While wearing back the suit that he had placed on the back of his chair, earlier. After the suit was neatly attached to his body. Rega finally stepped out of the Naziah mess.

"'Van, let's go home!" call and take Rega to Devan.

Devan was chatting with Ifah on the terrace. Kompak turned their eyes towards the source of Rega's voice. They found Rega who had been standing lightly in front of the door. It was as neat as when he had come.

"When??!" reiterate Devan again. "Oh, okay. Go, Brother!" move on while moving from his seat.

"Mr Devan!" call Naziah and Devan turns to him. "Use it, again. My motor is it! Its alright. Because, if you're waiting for a cab up ahead at this hour. It will definitely be very difficult. So, just use my bike to go home" he continued.

"Emm.." murmured Devan set his sights on Rega to seek the approval of his older cousin and boss.

And Rega who understood the gaze of his cousin and his personal assistant. Answering while starting to step towards Naziah motorbike parked right in front of the terrace mess.

"alright. Come on!" says Rega

"Good night" replied Ifah.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Naziah

Then followed too, Rega steps closer to Naziah's bike. Because the motorcycle was still on him. So, Devan no longer needs to ask Naziah. Before riding the bike, do not forget Devan and Rega wearing helmets. As a safety attribute in driving.

Luckily, the helmets of Naziah and Ifah they were wearing were dark in color. So, when Rega and Devan are wearing it. Doesn't make them look girly.

When Devan who became his seat began to start his motorbike. Rega says goodbye to Naziah. Stay with his unfortunately call to Naziah.

"We go yes, My future wife. Pray we get home safely. Assalamu'alaikum!" rega said with a charming smile towards Naziah. Without the slightest embarrassment to Ifah and Devan who heard the call unfortunately.

While Naziah himself, on the contrary. He was so ashamed of Devan and Ifah. Who heard the call, which Rega pinned for him. As a form of expressing his shame. Naziah stared intently at Rega's face.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." replied Naziah by locking both rows of teeth and only his lips moved. Looking at Rega's face. For holding back the anger with the behavior of her future husband.

Prospective husband???

Yes, after Naziah declared willing to be Rega's companion, earlier. By default, Naziah had become a future wife to Adrian Rega.

While Ifah who saw the expression of Naziah's face like that. Only able to hold back his laughter with an amused smile. Same with Devan.

After their greetings were answered. Devan immediately drove the motor he was driving at low speed. To get out of the employee's mess yard. Towards their home. Which is about a kilometer from there.

Devan and Rega. While helping Naziah collect the glasses and small plates used by their two guests, earlier. Ifah keeps stealing glances looking at Naziah's face. Which seemed to be holding back a smile. So, Ifah decided to ask. But before, do not forget Ifah insinuated the attitude that Naziah appeared.

"Emmm, it seems.. There are more flowers! The application from Mr Rega has been accepted huh, Mba'?! How did he react when Mba' said yes?" ask Ifah with a slight nudge on Naziah's shoulders.

"However. He is ordinary." replied Naziah casually. But, still with a facial expression like holding back his smile.

"Masa'??!!!" ifah asked with an expression of disbelief staring at Naziah's face.

"Oh yes, if you don't believe me. What do you think he should respond to, huh?!" ask Naziah back, not seriously. "Already ah, don't talk about him. I'm sleepy, I'm going to go straight to sleep. Let's close the door! Tomorrow is not a holiday. We have to get up quickly to go to work." he continued.

"Hem.. alright, Mba'." replied Ifah resigned. And just carried out Naziah's orders. To lock the mess's exit.

While Naziah, has passed into first. By carrying a tray containing glasses and plates that he collected earlier to be taken to the kitchen.

Because Mess Naziah has two rooms. Just like the nights before, every time we stayed there. Ifah will definitely inhabit the other room. Naziah remained in his room. Not because I don't want a room. But, the bed that was prepared in the mess. Only single beds are available and fit in the room that is there. So, that's why they sleep apart. So that they do not sleep together. And in order to maintain the quality of their sleep remains sufficient.