The Nick's Life
Nick and the Ganks

Already a month since his last meeting with Iza, Nick has never met again. They also did not send messages as usual. The communication between Nick and Iza just stopped. Nick deliberately gave the girl time to consider his offer at that time. But he still asks Typhoon to keep an eye on Iza and report everything to him.

Nick opened the file on the table. Because there was no other activity after work, he chose to study the bid proposal that had been prepared by his team. On her day off tomorrow, she planned to just work. Nick also has no desire to go home to his mother's apartment. Ever since their big fight, she still hasn't been willing to meet Diah.

TING

A message notification came to his phone. For a while the man let it. It must have been just a message sent by Ranti, he thought. His secretary has been acting strange lately. He often sends messages that are not important, such as reminding you to eat or asking what and where. Nick never replied to these messages, their relationship was no more between superiors and subordinates. He did not want to give Ranti a chance to enter further in her personal life.

TING

The phone sounded back. With lazy Nick took then opened the message that came from Fahrul. His best friend invited everyone to gather at the cafe The Castle, there are important things to talk about. Nick's eyes widened to see a second message that turned out to be from Iza.

From My - A.K.A.S.A.: from My - A.K.A.K.A :

Tomorrow I'm in court.

Nick cursed himself who did not immediately read and reply to messages from Iza as soon as possible. When the message came in, it turned out that ten minutes had passed. Quickly his finger typed out a reply message.

To My Aiming at: : :to My :

What'sthetime?

From My - A.K.A.S.A.: from My - A.K.A.K.A :

I schedule the morning around 9. Wish me luck (pray me).

To My Aiming at: : :to My :

Of course (of course). I'm sure you can do well. Can I come?

From My - A.K.A.S.A.: from My - A.K.A.K.A :

Please.

To My Aiming at: : :to My :

Wait for me (wait for me).

No more replies from Iza. Nick put the phone on the table. His smile expanded as soon as he got the message from Iza. The girl was busy with her script. Nick went to the bed and then broke down. I want time to change quickly in the morning so that he can soon meet his heart.

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Iza stood restless waiting for his turn to enter to present his research report. Meta who had been faithful to accompany him, continued to try to calm his friend who looked so nervous. The tissue in Iza's hand is no longer shaped. Several times he pulled and exhaled a long breath to minimize his nervousness.

The door of the room opened, a lecturer came out and called Iza's name to enter immediately. While saying basmallah in heart, Iza stepped in. Meta patted slowly the shoulder of the friend to give encouragement.

Iza entered the room, her eyes scanning everything in the room. The mentor and two examiners were already sitting in their respective places waiting for the girl to begin her presentation. Iza turned on her laptop and opened a power point file containing an outline of the results of her research connected to in focus next to her.

An hour later, Iza came out of the room. Meta immediately greeted him with an eye full of questions. Iza looked at Meta for a moment, before long a smile rose on his face. Meta cheered happily then hugged Iza.

“Selamet ya Zi. now has broken the boil.”

“Alhamdulillah.”

Meta released his embrace. The face of the hijab girl also continued to smile, along with feeling the happiness felt by her best friend. Suddenly Iza was surprised by the presence of a red rose in front of her. The girl looked to the side.

“Nick..”

“Congratulaitions (congratulations.)”

“Thanks.”

Iza took the flowers from Nick and kissed him. Meta looked at Nick and Iza alternately, demanding an explanation from the two people nearby. Iza, who noticed Meta's curious look, immediately introduced her best friend to Nick.

“Nick.. know this is my friend, Meta.”

Nick reached out his hand but Meta just cupped his hands together to make Nick pull back his hand and then cupped his hand.

“You've known each other for a long time?” Meta could not hide his curiosity anymore.

“Lumayanlah. He's the one I was telling you about back then Met, who helped me spread out the questionnaire.”

“Ooh.”

That's all that came out of Meta's mouth. His eyes scanned Nick from top to bottom. Inwardly he praised the good looks of this man in front of him. Meta is curious about Nick's relationship with Iza. Since Anang, Iza has never been seen close to any man.

“What is your relationship?” meta Search.

“Friends,” reply Iza brief.

“Candidate candy,” Nick's reply suddenly made Iza widen her eyes.

“Candidate candy?”

“Iya.. ask the same Iza.”

Meta looked at his best friend who was only replied with a sling of his shoulder. He grew curious about these two gender-different creatures. His narrowed eyes looking towards Iza made the girl misbehave.

“To celebrate how about we have lunch together?”

“Where's Met?”

“I'm yes when it comes to eating for free,” the girl giggles amusedly.

“If Meta comes with no problem?”

“No problems. My other friends are coming too. But.. I guarantee (but I guarantee) the last incident will not be repeated.”

Nick immediately connected his words when he saw the look of protest from Iza's face. Hearing that Iza nodded her head. Nick allows the two to follow him to the parking lot. Meta pulls Iza's hand until the second runs behind Nick. He whispered softly in the friend's ear.

“Tumben-tumbenan know imported product guy. New priest candidate huh?”

“Apaan anyway.”

Iza gives a small pinch on Meta's waist. His best friend screamed softly and Nick turned his head to them. Both Iza and Meta immediately lowered their heads.

Nick opens the door for Iza in the front seat and Meta in the back seat then he circles the body of the car and sits in the driver's seat. The man immediately runs his vehicle to the cafe The Castle which is located in the Kebayoran Baru area.

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Nick had just parked his vehicle when he saw Arnav just got out of his car, along with Denis. The man came down and waited for his two friends to approach. Arnav's eyes were immediately fixed on Meta who was standing next to Iza. His playboy soul immediately thrashed to see Meta's beauty.

“Sstt.. who the hell?” ask Nick.

“Meta.. recognize this my friend Arnav, and this is Denis.”

“Arnav aka Sosro tea, and Denis, Tong Tji tea,” Iza continued.

“Nick said it was a nickname for the two of them, a kind of tea bag.”

Arnav just rubbed his nape, not expecting Iza still remember the nickname of the sableng of his best friend. Nick chuckles at him and Denis doesn't seem to care. He was not interested in a woman younger than him. The man casually entered the cafe.

Arriving inside, Fahrul was talking to Sevia about what menu will be served later. Then the man welcomed his three best friends. His eyes are on Meta. Seeing the appearance of Meta, reminded himself of the future wife who was betrothed by the father.

“Met.. introduce this Fahrul. Same kind of teabag as well, but she's Sariwangi.” tea

Nick introduces Fahrul complete with his nickname making Fahrul's eyes rounded. Meta cupped his hands together which was answered the same thing by Fahrul. The man then took the others up to the second floor. To the place chosen by him. There, Abe was waiting for him.

“Halo Zi, how are you?” greet Abe.

“Alhamduliilah baik.”

“Who is it?” Abe looked towards Meta.

“Know this Meta, my friend. Met, this is Abe.”

“Teh dipping too?”

“Not, if Abe milk a wild horse he said,” Iza giggled amusedly.

Nick invites Iza also Meta to sit next to the others. Meta looked one by one at the faces of Nick's friends. They look good in their own style.

“Zi.. During your trial,” Arnav gave a box of chocolates to Iza.

“Still.”

“Congratulations also Zi,” Fahrul gives teddy bear on Iza.

“Still.”

“This is from me, as long as yes,” Abe give you a famous brand cake box.

“Still Abe.”

“Selamet Zi,” Denis gives lens-shaped mugs wrapped in transparent gift paper.

“Still yes. Thank you, thank you all.”

Meta saw all the gifts given by Nick's best friend. His heart was convinced that there was something special between Nick and Iza. There is no way these handsome men prepare gifts for his best friend if the relationship is only limited to friends.

“Kok you guys know I'm trial today?”

“It should be you nanya Zi? You must have known we got leaks from whom.”

Abe glanced at Nick. His friend threw his face in the other direction. Last night, Nick did contact his best friend one by one and asked them to prepare a gift for his prospective woman who will face a thesis hearing.

Two servants came to deliver the dishes that had been ordered by Fahrul. They quickly arranged the dishes on the table and then passed. Fahrul invites everyone to enjoy the dish.

“Truly my goal is kumpulin you guys here, want to tell you something,” said Fahrul on the sidelines of their meal.

“Eh.. if you want to talk about important things, I'm the same Meta moved table aja deh,” between Iza.

“Santuy Zi. is not a secret. I just want to give you some good news. I'll be married in a week.”

Uhuk..

Abe, Denis and Arnav cough together to hear the shocking news from Fahrul, except Nick who already knows. Only Nick knows about his parents' matchmaking. Fahrul's three best friends immediately looked towards the man.

“Sorry if I didn't tell you before. But this is sudden. I was fooled by my father.”

“Hahahaha..

Arnav's laughter blared for a moment. It turns out that his best friend who belongs to the type of teabag like himself can also be subdued with the name of matchmaking. Abe shook his head. He who is a typical rebel inexhaustible with the decision Fahrul take for granted arranged marriage arranged by his parents. Denis, as usual, doesn't seem to care. He just kept chewing his food.

“Lo where is his wedding?” ask Nick.

“Di Bandung's. Anyway you all have to come, mandatory!! You are also Zi, if you can come yes, Meta if you want to come can also kok.”

“Later I permission first same abi. Do you want to join Met?”

“Can you if you come. I'm refreshing abis trial.”

“You want a thesis trial too? When?” ask Arnav enthusiastically.

Arnav's four best friends just rolled his eyeballs. Seeing this Arnav gelagat like this is certain that the man is eyeing Meta to be one of his targets. But it can be ascertained that the target this time will not be invited to go up to the bed.

“In Shaa Allah Wednesday tomorrow I trial.”

“You want me to meet you? Create that encouragement.”

“Mode!” chirps Abe.

“The name is also a business,” replied Arnav casually.

Meta smiled awkwardly while lowering his head. Just this time she was dealing with an aggressive male model Arnav. Unlike Iza who looks nervous because during the meal, Nick just keeps looking at her. The girl realized there was something unfinished between her and Nick. It seemed like the man was still waiting for his answer on his offer the other day.

“Eh.. We pray first yes,” exciting Iza after their lunch event.

“Bareng,” chirps Arnav.

Four of Arnav's best friends saw the man of Pakistani descent. Iza and Meta took the prayer equipment from inside the bag then went down to the bottom followed by Arnav. All three enter the mushola that is available on the lower floor.

“Hmm.. The Zi.. Nick is noni (non muslim) huh?” ask Meta after they finish praying.

“Say she's muslim.”

“Sheets?”

“Iya, KTP he is Muslim but until now there is still no desire to carry out obligations as a Muslim.”

“Astaghfirullah, what a shame. Hopefully with close to you, can bring good changes for him.”

“Aamiin. thanks yes. I thought you'd judge him macem-macem.”

“Ya ngga. Everyone has the freedom to choose what is best for them. How do we judge if we ourselves have never preached to him, taking him to the right path. Don't know why, I think Nick's a good guy. If you want, he can just pretend to pray for your sympathy. But he chose to be honest. I salute him more than Anang's brother who does not dare to say directly to you if he will marry Isma.”

“Ngga need to discuss him again.”

“Sorry Zi, but as my best friend I really like to see him who is not gentle. He has the intention to marry you and has told you. When he was betrothed to Isma and accepted, he should have spoken directly to you. Don't ask anyone else to tell you. She's been hiding about her marriage for six months, Zi. What is his name if not coward.”

Iza just silently responded to the words of her best friend. Meta was indeed the most vocal defending himself when he found out Anang was secretly married to Isma behind Iza. He was also the faithful to accompany when Iza slumped when he found out about it.

“Then Anang's case, my eyes are wide open, Zi. Not necessarily what looks good is really good and not necessarily what looks bad is ugly. Nick would love it with you?”

“Iya Met's. When he helped me with a questionnaire, he said he wanted to ta’aruf with me. But I haven't given him the same answer.”

“I support whatever your decision is. I believe you know what's good for you, what's not. If it turns out your presence can make it better, why don't you accept the offer. It can also be a reward field for you.”

Iza silently pondered over all the words of her friend. Arnav secretly eavesdropped on the two. His admiration for Meta's figure deepened. It turned out that the girl was not only beautiful on the outside, but also beautiful on the inside. His desire to get to know Meta further and gain his heart grew stronger.