
"Huge beauty, where are you going, Suk?" margaretha asked when she saw Zety had dressed up and prepared to leave when the clock had shown at seven in the evening.
"Gue wants to go with Mas Gatra" said Zety. Look again at her reflection in the mirror and make sure her appearance is perfect.
"Ciee wants a date. I follow dong, Suk." Margaretha teased with her eyebrows raised.
"Do what you come, Mar. Just interrupt," son of Zety.
"Yes, Mas Gatra wants to shoot you. So, I can help you make that photo, Suk. Ouch!" Margaretha rubbed her head as her best friend's hand just landed there.
"It's okay to say no! I don't want to die young because of the constant terror" Zety said. Take a sling bag and put his phone in there. "Gue will tell Mas Gatra to stay away from me, Mar. If I need to, I'll quit the restaurant so I can have a quieter life."
"Well! Don't dong, Suk! Ntar if you come out be sad me," whined Margaretha.
"Sad I quit my job?" asked Zety suspiciously.
"nothave. Pede. Sad because I had to work together with that man judes. I eat every day, Suk."
Zety rolled her eyes lazily hearing her best friend's answer. "Enak, Mar. It's as if you're eating every day, not just knowing the same tempeh" Zety said. Regretfully, Margaretha throws a slipper right over Zety's face. Instead of apologizing, Margaretha laughed out loud.
"Damn you, Mar! As soon as I take it out of here, I can have my blood pressure go up." Zety walked away, but her steps were held back when Margaretha blocked her hand. "Otherwise, Mar?" Zety was really upset with her best friend.
"Wait a moment, Suk. I want it to be the same you, if Mas Gatra really shoot you, what answer would you love, Suk?" ask Margaretha.
"Haha. Your brains are so far away, Mar. I will not shoot Gatra. The dream!" callah Zety.
"Big, Suketi. If my advice is to hear you accept that Mas Gatra shoot you," Margaretha cetus without hesitation.
"Jeez, Mar. Why your brain is getting here is getting there. I'm too crazy to accept Mas Gatra. Swear, Mar. You are getting nervous. I set out before you met." Zety was about to leave, but was again arrested by Margaretha. "Out again, Mar!" Zety rubbed a rough face to reduce her irritation.
Margaret did not answer. First he approached Zety and whispered in the girl's ear. Both of Zety's eyes opened wide after hearing Margaretha's whisper. Then he looked at the girl with a look of disbelief.
"What a matter of fact, Mar. I'm afraid of failing."
"If you fail to try again, Suk. Don't worry there's me. I'll also tell Kurap to Zaenab." Margaretha spoke confidently, While Zety was silent and trying to weigh.
Not yet agreed or rejected Margaretha's suggestion, they were first startled by the horn sound of Gatra's car. Zety looked nervous and hesitant. Feeling worried about leaving or not.
"Sono's up. I was picked up by the prince. Don't forget, call me in case of emergency. I'm always ready" Margaretha said.
"If confused grip. Confused again what to hold? Hold on Mas Gatra, hahaha. Asem!" Margaretha complained when she fell down because Zety pushed her quite hard. Margaretha exasperated, but Zety just passed by.
"Wuu basic Suketi! Temen laknat is you, Suk!" scream Margaretha. Trying to get up even though his butt feels pain.
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Zety did not expect that Gatra would take her to a three-story luxury restaurant. Where he could see the night view of the city from up there. According to Zety, it was too romantic for a single person like her.
Before Gatra talked about anything important, the man first invited him to eat. Gatra did not want to eat them distracted. Gatra's smile expanded when he saw Zety who was very enthusiastic about eating the food.
"Are you full?" gatra asked when Zety had tucked away his spoon and fork.
"That's a real shame, Mom." Zety sat down and rubbed her full stomach. "I can get fat if I keep eating like this."
"You just exist." Gatra chuckled, while Zety showed a string of white teeth.
"Oh yes, Mas. What important things are you going to say?" zety asked after realizing the intent of their arrival went both ways. Gatra's smile that had just expanded perfectly was now fading slowly. His face turned full of worry.
Zety was still faithfully waiting, but seeing Gatra who was still silent, made Zety anxious himself. "If you don't want to talk, it's better that we go home now, Mom." Zety got up and left. However, with a quick movement Gatra immediately held him back.
"Sit down first. I'll tell you right now" pinta Gatra. Zety also sat back and tried to keep looking calm even though his heart was pounding. The shadow of Margaretha's words troubled her mind so much.
"If you keep quiet, I'll really go home, Mas" Zety said.
Gatra let out a long breath and then exhaled quickly. "So gini, Zet, I ...."
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