The Journey of the Love of the Haram Child
Chapter 37 Calling Dear?

Along the way Dzakir was more silent than usual. Even if one car is only alone with Misela Dzakir will be busy talking about anything. Either tease Misela or sing seduce Misela. But this time there is a third person, Mr. Tejo.

"Den I set the radio can? Let's not be lonely." Ask Mr. Tejo.

"Don't be cool if there's Mr. Tejo. Misela also seems to have a good night's sleep." Dzakir replied still with a sour face.

Finally, Mr. Tejo just focused on looking ahead. While Misela had slept out of nowhere and Dzakir folded his hands and leaned on the car seat.

After two hours of travel, they finally arrived at their destination.

"Misela let's get up we've arrived." Dzakir said gently to wake the sleeping Misela.

"Ahh yes Sir sorry I overslept ya." Misela answered while rubbing her eyes.

The face of waking up and Misela's behavior makes Dzakir anxious to see his future wife.

"Hmm beware if it's completely mine." Gunam Dzakir in the heart.

Dzakir got out of the car and opened the door for Misela.

"Please drop my queen." Speak Dzakir with a little bending over the body.

"Ihh Mr. Dzakir is embarrassed to see people." Misela said, getting out of the car. Dzakir just smiled.

They also walked together and entered a boutique wedding dress that is quite elite place.

Once entered Dzakir and Misela immediately welcomed by two beautiful girls with stylish hijab.

"During noon welcome to our store happy shopping." The two girls compactly greeted Dzakir and Misela with a slight bow of their heads.

Suddenly one of them was surprised to see carefully the figure of the handsome and handsome man.

"God willing you are Mr. Dzakir right?" Say one of the girls.

"Do you know me?" Ask Dzakir.

"Good God is very handsome if closer gini. Sir I always attend the seminar Mr. Dzakir wherever it is. But Mr. Dzakir has not had a seminar for three months. Busy, sir?" Ask the woman back.

"Ah yes sorry." Answer Dzakir briefly.

"Sir can ask for a picture for a moment. I did a lot of the same with Mr. Dzakir. One picture of Sir for the most beautiful memories." The girl pleaded with both hands.

Dzakir was about to make Misela jealous but Dzakir saw Misela even smile softly. Dzakir also breathed a rough breath.

"Please get permission from my future wife." Dzakir said and pointed at Misela with his chin.

"Huh? Wife-to-be?" The girl then looked at Misela. "Isn't he the moderator of Mr. Dzakir's seminar the other day?"

"Rubber."

"Ah sorry I don't know. I figured... Emm Sorry for Ka." Said the girl with deep shame.

"Why did I come here if he wasn't my future wife?" Dzakir said a little jutek.

"No papa kok Ka if you want a photo please." Answer Misela.

"Hehe is not so deh Ka let's please want to choose a wedding dress which Ka?."

"What a normal Ka." Answer Misela.

"Don't! Give my future wife a nice, fancy dress." Dzakir.

"Don't need to be good sir is only used once and for a while too. Mr. Dzakir knows I don't like luxury." The word Misela invites the strange gaze of the two girls because Misela called Dzakir with the name "Pak".

"Wah call his dear sir ya Ka, not like other couples well." Say one of them.

"Ah that..." Misela is confused and embarrassed because she has not changed the style of language or call on Dzakir.

"Father, I am the father-to-be of our children." Dzakir.

"Duh sweet is also Mr. Dzakir." Said one other girl.

Misela simply smiled in response and turned her attention to taking a walk in search of a suitable wedding dress.

"This is just Ka. I like the color. Cream and syar'i. The manic isn't too rame either." Misela said pointing to one of the cream-colored kebaya.

"Surely this one is Ka?"

"If you like that one, don't papa. Please pack this one up." Dzakir.

Two girls who had followed Dzakir and Misela had now gone to wrap Misela's clothes. Dzakir approached Misela from behind and whispered in Misela's ear.

"You should prepare a call of affection for me Misela otherwise this incident would have been repeated before our parents." Dzakir smiled as well.

Misela immediately rounded her eyes and stepped forward away from Dzakir.

"My brother is goosebumps." Said Misela who was amused by the breathing of Dzakir that went into Misela's ear.

"What's? You think your future husband is a demon? It could have been goosebumps just like that. What if we..." The words of Dzakir were cut off by Misela.

"Sir, don't go. What if someone is listening to?" Misela.

"That's why don't call your future husband again or...." Again Dzakir teases Misela.

"Yes sir I'm working on." Misela was a little annoyed then walked out of the boutique. While Dzakir headed to the cashier to pay for Misela's wedding dress.

"Why did you come out first?" Ask the cashier.

"So I'm tempted he ran away." Answer Dzakir.

"Hopefully the show is good sir. And may it last. Thanks for shopping at our store."

"Aamiinu. Thank you very much for your prayers. Excuse me first assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Dzakir got out of the shop and got into the car.

"Where are we going, sir?" Ask Misela.

"Is there anything you need anymore?" Dzakir asked back.

"I don't need anything else, sir. I don't like anything excessive." Answer Misela.

"Misela why the hell are you still calling sir continue. Mr. Tejo looked very keen to cheat me." Dzakir glanced at Mr. Tejo who had been smiling since listening to their conversation.

"Sorry sir I'm not used to it yet." Answer Misela.

"Den don't be so scared, miss be afraid." Said Mr. Tejo.

"I'm sorry Misela I didn't mean to scare you."

Misela just nodded.

"That's bad. Don't sulk Misela I can't stand the look on your adorable face."

Misela covered her face with both hands.

"Was ya Misela wait for tomorrow I will definitely repay this deed of yours." Dzakir returned to his seat facing forward.

"Well, I was wrong, sir, was there a revenge event?" Misela was a little surprised.

"You're wrong because of you... Ah there's Mr. Tejo. Let's go sir."

Dzakir then leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes.

"Pak Tejo Pak Dzakir this guy is hard to guess anyway."

"Aden is a good man, Non. After marrying Miss Misela will definitely be happy." Answer Mr. Tejo.

"Pak Tejo sure?" Misela weaves her speech style and makes Dzakir wake up from his sleep.

"Sail Metina....!" Call Dzakir in a gentle yet meaningful tone.

"Hehehe Iya Mas Mudzakir Alfaruq." Answer Misela cengengesan.

Dzakir looked back and stared at Misela for a moment.

"Patience is not yet the time."

Dzakir stroked his chest and then leaned back and slept. While Misela can only hold back the laughter because she managed to tease Dzakir.

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