The Noodle In Love
28. Cut Kemalasari Hanah's

The beautiful woman who was smiling brightly at me was slowly approaching. My heart is pounding, is he going to do what he always liked? Right now there are a lot of eyes ready to highlight him and me. Especially the man who called her a wife.

"Keke??!!" I can't stand his name either. Maybe we were a special couple of friends.

"Linga, how are you?!" keke shouted closer and hugged me.

"Thank God, Ke. You??" I'll be back to Keke's news. His full name is Cut Kemalasari Hanah, my best friend in the dorm.

"Healthy too, Linga," said Keke still tightly hugging. Not only hugging, Keke also kissed my cheeks repeatedly. I answered, the girl still kissed me. Only this time my forehead survived the touch of his nose.

"Geeh!!" As usual, this is Errushqi's voice.

Me and Keke both held each other's arms and distanced themselves. Found people on the sofa stunned following our drama scene.

"Lingga, Keke, do you know??" haji ma'am Fatimah asked. Hajj is certainly very astonished now.

"Yes, mom. We already know each other. Keke and I are one house in the dormitory" I explained to the hajj maam who nodded with a smile.

Shaking my face and eyes at the pair of old men sitting on the sofa watching me. They're throwing my sweet smile back.

"They're your orts?" I asked Keke. Immediately I approached the two old men on the sofa after Keke nodded It was not only me who gave my greetings, but Rushqi was behind me and reached out my greetings.

"Come-ayo all sit down. Come on Ling, Rush, Keke.." Haji Fatimah pointed at the empty sofas next to her. There is also Haji Harjo who sits on the sofa. A little far from the hajj. But sitting close to Keke's father.

Keke sat next to his mother. Facing across with Errushqi who was sitting sweetly in the middle between me and the hajj.

The serious conversation of the two families has begun. More precisely still dominated by two pairs of parents. While on Keke and Rushqi still act as a listener. However, the two of them had been officially introduced to each other by their respective families.

For some reason, when silent listening to this, my heart continues to pound unsettled. I can't believe Keke is the girl Rushqi will be betrothed to. And vice versa.

"Rushqi, it's your turn! Tell me whatever hope you want. Tell me your message as well as what you want to express to Keke and his family. Do not let there be regret, also a feeling of not being sincere to your partner in the future. Just say whatever you want and want!"

Pak Haji Harjo, Rushqi's father spoke firmly and authoritatively to his son. This match still involves feelings. Not a hard-line matchmaking, where the two agree and accept instantly when the two are interviewed and then meet each other.

"I just want to say, that I really appreciate and thank the efforts of my parents, as well as Keke's parents to introduce and bring me closer to Keke. I just want to ask for about a month to get to know Keke."

"This is all I can say. For Keke, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Rushqi looked at Keke as he asked a question. Keke nodded too. They both throw smiles at each other. I think Keke received the good faith of his match with Rush.

Indeed, which woman would not feel affection if she rejected Errushqi. Men who are in the first eye view will look charismatic and charming. I don't think there will be any women who refuse.

I am the arrogant woman. Who does not love to reject his proposal without a second thought. Because not from the first sight I think. But the pain and upset of looking at Rush was long enough before.

Keke finished talking. Strongly agree on what Rushqi wants and delivers. Keke also had almost exactly the same request as Errushqi. Ask for a period of one month before the marriage.

The big conversation between the two parents ended with a dinner together. As Rush has said, there is a beef meatball menu also on this sofa table.

Of course while I was looking at Errushqi for a moment accidentally. Just as an expression of my gratitude. Which he also glanced at me. Maybe Rush was trying to keep his eyes off me.

I no longer dare to look at him, there is a heart I must guard from tonight. Keke's heart, Rush's, their parents' hearts, and mine.

After all, the heart can turn back easily. Don't want to have even the slightest regret later on with my rejection of Rush. Although the heart does not want and condemn this heresy, it could be that my feelings will betray outside my control. Please the mover of the heart, do not try this self with such a difficult thing.

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*POV 1: About Keke, I mentioned about him in chapter 6: Sloppy. Perhaps you forgot about Keke in the first chapter)*