The Journey of the Love of the Haram Child
Chapter 15 The Song of Bucin

Misela's phone has been shaking ever since. Misela also realized that she was leaning on Dzakir.

"Sorry sir, I was carried away by emotions." Misela also stayed away even though actually Dzakir really liked the thing that Misela did earlier. But he had to hold back because it wasn't time for each other.

After moving away Misela also picked up the phone which turned out to be Adelia's mother.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mother."

"Wa'alaikumsalam Where are you?"

"Em at the Mother's campus. Why why?"

"Don't lie. Neighbors said you haven't been home for five days. And mom called Rangga."

"What's? Is your mother home?"

"Misela mother already knows your problem is the same Rangga. After college, go home."

"But mother...!"

"Don't worry about your mother worrying about you. Hurry home Mother and Papi is waiting for you."

"Yes mother of assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Misela came back to Dzakir.

"Em, sir, is home. I'm just gonna take the bus home sir."

"Don't just take you with me."

"Don't take my house far away."

"I want to know your parents too."

"I beg you not to sir."

"No, I'll take you as far as your house goes."

"But Sir...!"

"Aren't you going to thank me?"

"Yes, thank you sir."

Misela wants to be inter-islanded by Dzakir. Dzakir gladly opened the car door for Misela and drove slowly at moderate speed.

No chatter in the car. Dzakir end his bored and turn on Radio Ramayana Metro city.

"........wait for the song Ka. Who is Ramayana's best friend here who is in love again? Love is weird, friend? Can make a lot of sense to ourselves hehehe. I love you 3000 by Stephany Poetry. Check it out ...."

"Do you like this song?" Ask Dzakir.

"Like." Answer's short.

Baby, take my hand

I want you to be my husband

'Cause you're my Iron Man

And I love you 3000

Baby, take a chance

'Cause I want this to be something

Straight out of a Hollywood movie

I see you standing there

In your hulk outerwear

And all I can think

Is where is the ring

'Cause I know you wanna ask

The scared the moment will pass

I can see it in your eyes

Just take me by surprise

And all my friends they tell me they see

You plan to get on one knee

But I want it to be out of the blue

So make sure I have no clues

When you ask..

Before the song finished, Dzakir turned off the car radio.

"Why turn it off sir."

"Can you sing that song?"

"Many sir do not memorize the same lyrics."

"Try singing the refs."

"What's the matter, sir?"

"The value of English is also important, right?"

"Based on the lecturer always make what he wants."

"So you don't want to just sing a little?"

"Don't want to."

"Yes, you've come down here."

"Astaghfirullah the real sir."

"Yes, you've tried singing the song earlier part of the ref."

Misela finally obeyed what Dzakir wanted.

"Baby, take my hand

I want you to be my husband

'Cause you're my Iron Man

And I love you 3000

Baby, take a chance

'Cause I want this to be something

Misela sang the song very eloquently and melodiously. Dzakir.

"Is the sound ugly, sir?"

"It's good."

"Cock that mocking smile?"

Dzakir then returned the song that Misela sang and occasionally glanced at her.

"Hey baby

I think I wanna marry you

Is it the look in your eyes

Or is it this dancing juice?

Who cares baby

I think I want marry you"

Misela surprised. Misela looked at Dzakir who was still focused on driving and singing Bruno Mars' song.

"Sir?" Misela tries to call out to Dzakir who is still singing and full of passion.

"Don't say no, no, no, no-no" Dzakir pointed the index finger of his left hand towards Misela. Then continue the lyrics again.

"Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah

And we'll go, go, go, go-go

If you're ready, like I'm ready"

"Pak don't be tight in front of the left turn."

Dzakir followed Misela's words while continuing to sing.

"Sir, don't follow the song."

"You made me baper first."

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Where else are we going?"

"Straight sir."

"It's still far?"

"Not twenty minutes to go."

"How many times did this turn? If I can't go home, I'll take it."

"Don't joke sir there's a google map."

"Well, but the weather was so cloudy, so afraid of rain on the street."

"Pak Dzakir will use a car to fear the rain."

"The road is slippery."

"Don't do much sir."

Dzakir just smiled in response to Misela's words. Dzakir is so happy to be with Misela these few days. Dzakir is also very happy because now he can get to know the Misela family.

Twenty minutes passed. Dzakir arrives in front of Misela's house and stops her car.

The parked luxury car invited many eyes to see it and gossiped to each other.

"Sir if anyone talks weird don't get too carried away."

"Ready."

They also got out of the car.

Adelia was very surprised to find Misela's hand attached to a fracture support.

"Why are your hands, baby?"

"Assalamu'alaikum Mother. Let's explain Misela inside."

"Assalamu'alaikum Ma'am. I'm Dzakir."

"Wa'alaikumsalam let's go first."

Dzakir entered the house. There were Hanan and Aldian already sitting with concern.

"How can this be."

Aldian held Misela's broken hand.

"The story is long De."

"Why didn't you call us?" Hanan.

"Misela does not want to make Papi postpone Papi's business in Jakarta."

"But your safety is more important, son."

"Gak papa Pih. Misela is fine. Mr. Dzakir's been taking care of Misela."

"Thank you Mr. Dzakir has taken care of my son." Hanan said to Dzakir and hugged the back of Dzakir who was sitting next to him.

"It's okay sir."

"Oiya Mr. Dzakir what do you want to drink?"

"Ah no need to bother Ma'am. And also call me name. My name is Mudzakir. Commonly called Dzakir."

"Well, I'll make coffee."

"Thank you, Mom."

The atmosphere in the living room was so happy. Many of the things they talk about forget that Adelia and Hanan will discuss the divorce with Rangga.

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...Sorry for getting up again 😂...

...Busy hands so never had time to shy 😀️...

...Good luck with this episode 😊...