The Married With Dangerous Boy
4. He's the guy

Alesha looked ahead. Mind empty. He was worried about this match. Whether he should accept Om Gun's request or not. Right now, he and his father are walking towards Gun's wife's room.

Alesha looked at her old father's back. Their lives are simple, and they are also not short of economics. All the needs of everyday life have been fulfilled with the work of his father who is only a driver.

But why would her father agree to this matchmaking without negotiating with Alesha first? Gun does want to hear the answer from Alesha's own mouth, but her father's attitude towards her seems to be asking Alesha to accept this matchmaking.

Alesha had not had time to speak to Delon in four eyes to question his reasoning. Especially now, the middle-aged man invites Alesha to meet his late mother's childhood friend.

"Oncea?" Gun called.

Alesha. "Om-iya?"

"This is Om's wife's room, please come in."

Gun opened the door to the hospital room. Delon and Alesha enter. Alesha's eyes were not the least bit sidetracked from the middle-aged woman who was smiling gently at him.

"Oncea?" call him.

Alesha was surprised how the middle-aged woman knew her name. Delon touched his shoulder. He told Alesha to approach the woman.

"Here, son,"

Alesha's approaching. The woman stroked her straight hair. "You're so pretty. Your face looks a lot like Janah's,"

Alesha's eyes glazed over. The girl remembered her late mother. The middle-aged woman stroked Alesha's cheek.

"Take this aunt your mama, son,"

Alesha looked at him in disbelief, then she said, "Can aunty?"

"By dong, baby,"

Alesha hugged the old woman. The girl felt a warm sweep from her hand. Very comfortable in his arms.

Yuni took off Alesha's embrace. He looked at her gently while stroking her cheeks. "You can call me Mama,"

Alesha shed her tears. He was so happy to hear it. Then Alesha nodded her head several times approving of his words.

"Yes, Mama,"

Yuni's heart was touched. He chuckles happily. The pain she had been suffering from all this time seemed to disappear just like that.

"You already know Mama's request, right?"

Alesha's smile faded a little. He's down.

"Mama won't force you, son. It's just, Mama wants you to be a full-fledged Mama's child. Not as an adopted son, but as a son-in-law. Actually, this isn't Mama Yuni's request, but it's your real mother's wish before she died,"

Alesha. "Mother's Request?"

Yuni nodded. "Before Janah died, he left you to us. And Mama doesn't know how old you're gonna last, but before Mama catches up with Jan-"

"Ma, uh,"

Everyone looked towards the door. In the doorway there was a man standing in very neat clothes. Alesha's eyes widened when she saw who the man was. Plus, when she called this middle-aged woman Mama. That means, the woman who became Alesha's second mother is her mother.

"Zafran?"

That guy is Zafran. His appearance was very different by one hundred and eighty degrees. At school, the guy looked really bad. But now, that guy was even very neat and looked handsome. Alesha was briefly fascinated by Zafran's good looks.

Zafran is no longer like a bad boy, his appearance is now like a good boy.

"He's my son, Alesha."

"What?" pekik Alesha turned her head quickly towards Yun.

Yuni smiled faintly. Zafran walked closer to Yuni. The guy grabbed Yuni's hand and kissed Yuni's hand affectionately.

Zafran let out a long breath before saying something, "as Mama requested, Zafran accepted this matchmaking."

Alesha glared perfectly. He glared at Zafran. The man returned Alesha's gaze flatly. He took her hand and took her out of the hospital.

"Zafran take Alesha out first."

......***......

Zafran took off Alesha's hand. He forced Alesha to sit on the hospital's garden chair. "Gue maksa lo nerima this matchmaking!" force Zafran.

"Why? It's up to me to accept or-"

Zafran stood in front of Alesha. "Gue doesn't like rejection!"

Both of Zafran's hands extended forward. Holding the seat backrest occupied by Alesha. Alesha could not move her body freely. Zafran locked himself in. Alesha was between the two boys hands.

"Lo has to be my wife!"

Alesha blinked quickly. "But, we're still in school, Zafran,"

Zafran smiles smirk. He distanced himself. "Look, I guarantee no one will know our secret."

"Confidential?" alesha asked, "so you mean, we're marrying secretly?"

Zafran. "Before the wedding, I want us engaged first."

Zafran stepped away. He turned around leaving Alesha. The girl immediately got out of the chair and chased after Zafran. Alesha pulls Zafran's hand because the guy won't stop.

"Gue wants to ask,"

Zafran raised one of his eyebrows.

"Why did you accept this match?"

Zafran threw Alesha's hand rough. "It's none of your business!"

"But I need to know your reasons!"

"Lo who?"

Alesha blinked slowly. "G - g-gue Alesha."

"Lo Alesha, and I'm Zafran. We're different, so don't you ever take care of my life!"

"Gue accepts this match, but that doesn't mean you have to know everything about me. After marriage, I have a requirement for you,"

Alesha's eyebrows fused together. "Condition? What's?"

Zafran shrugged his shoulders. Then he actually left Alesha. Zafran did not return to the room. Except go with the bike.

......***......

"Can't you bring your own workbook? Why should I help you?" omel Alesha while carrying the taskbook of all his classmates.

"For the class president not to come in, I'm the bet!"

"Eh, but I never know who's the class president. Why don't I ask Martha?"

Alesha snorted once again. Her body feels crumpled. He took about ten steps from the classroom to the office. But as he walked while carrying many books, Alesha's arm hurt. Moreover, yesterday he had to bring a new package book that was thicker than capacity.

"Weight," the girl's lecherous.

"Huf! Just a little bit more office."

Alesha. A few more steps he reached Mr. Huda's desk. The girl encouraged herself to not focus on the figure of the man standing in front of her behind her. Until Alesha finally hit the guy's back.

All his books fell on the ground about his feet. "Ohhh. hurts!" his moans.

Someone turned around. But he has no interest in helping Alesha.

"I'm sorry I don't feel bad. ja.." Alesha lowered her voice when she saw the flat gaze of a Zafran. The guy turned away from her. Then step into the class.

Can be seen from his sweaty appearance and the bag beside his shoulder, the man just finished carrying out the punishment due to being late.

"Zafran?"

"Wooy!"

Alesha's call was not heard by her. "Please make me cake,"

Alesha pursed her lips. "Basar Boboiboy fire!"

Duk!

The orange ball landed on his head. "Awwhh," ringis Alesha once again.

Alesha looked to the right. Gavin looked at him seriously. "Reverse my ball!"

That girl gawked. "Huh?" cengo.

"My ball, budek!"

Alesha stunned. Then he nodded and immediately picked up Gavin's ball and threw it. Without an apology, the man returned to playing basketball with his colleagues without guilt.

Alesha contemplated herself. "Why am I following you?"

......***......