The Perfectionist 2: Aerospace
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When on the way, Igan looked seriously was calling someone.

"Who's call?" ask Jio while focusing on driving.

"Temen I want to come, want to ask his home address." said Igan, relax.

Jio turned his head with wide eyes towards Igan.

"Ja-so, you know the house??" ask Jio.

Igan grimaced, "Forgotten." he said as he shook his head.

Jio Kontan patted his forehead, he was not finished with Igan.

"Assalamu'alaikum?" greet the person Igan called, who turned out to be Tia.

"Wa'alaikum salam. Tia, are you home?" ask Igan.

"At home, Mas. What's up, huh?"

"Share loc dong, Ti. I'm on the road again going to your house."

"Euh? Don't be kidding, Mom!"

"Eh .. I'm serious! It's again in my manager's car."

"But .. Didn't Mas Igan ever come to my house?"

"Yes, but I forgot Ti. Will you share loc?"

"Oh .. Yes, Mom. I'm directly sharing the location. Blue paint is his house."

"Okay Tia ... Thanks huh?"

"Together, Mas. Careful huh?"

"It's beautiful, uh sorry to be so upset" said Igan, grinning.

The phone call ended, but a smile still lingered on the handsome young man's face.

"Cie .. who's in love! The inn was immediately happy just because of the voice of the girlfriend." ledek Jio.

"Belom soan, still cement." - Igan timpal.

"Yes already soin, be sure to meet your nyesel people!"

"Patience, Bro ... Slowly but sure! If I grubak-grubuk chasing girls, there is even run away in it."

"Yes .. but if it gets slow, even the hunt is taken away with other guys!" timpal Jio then broke down.

"Ah, like you already have a girlfriend or use my nasehatin!" timpal Igan, reverse meltedek.

"Rese lu!" jio Sahut.

Igan laughed off. He suddenly forgot the unpleasant incident he had experienced. Her focus was just wanting to quickly meet Tia and see her smile.

Jio's car finally entered Tia's home area. They walked down the street to find the house.

"Well, that's Bro!" exclaiming Igan while pointing to a house not far from their existence.

Jio hurried to drive his car closer to the blue painted house that there was only one in the neighborhood.

"This?" ask Jio, affirming.

"Yes, it's blue paint he said. Yuk got down?" sahut Igan's.

"Hmmm ...."

"Oh, later!" Igan opened the car door and went out first while carrying the two martabak boxes that he had bought.

He walked to the front door of the house. Luckily the situation was a bit quiet so it was not to invite the crowd of citizens.

Jio geleng. "People fall in love so much! Innnya not patience a cepet find his bluff, friends mah passing by!" murmured while shaking.

Jio rushed over to Igan who was already standing and was knocking on the door of Tia's house. No need to wait long, the door of the house was open.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat... Sorry for interrupting your break." Igan said hello kindly.

"Wa'alaikum greetings ... Not really Mas. Come on, please come in?" sahut Tia invited his guests to enter.

Igan nodded, "Oh yes, this is a cheese martabak for you as well as Mas Hendra. On the road I saw a martabak handyman, directly inget if you like."

Tia's smile was perfect. His eyes sparkled not because of what Igan brought, but the attention of the idol he so admired, as well as he loved.

"Why do I still like cheese martabak?" tia asked timidly.

"Ehhem, I went back first huh? I love dating people, looking for a girlfriend too!" seloroh Jio, cleared his throat.

Igan and Tia were stunned, as if they had just realized that there was someone else near them.

"Eh, sori-sori Bro! Kenalin, it's Tia. Tia, this is Bang Jio my manager." said Igan.

"Oh, yes sorry. Come on, come on in first?" take Tia, please.

"No need Ma'am, anyways I'm in a hurry to go home." declined Jio, polite.

"Well, don't you sit down, Mom? How will Igan go home?"

"He's easy, Ma'am. If you do not get picked up by the driver of his house, yes .. maybe nginep here." chirped Jio, origin.

"Eh, lying! Don't beat him, Ti!" timpal Igan's.

Jio chuckled at Igan's reaction.

"Yes, I say yes first? Titip Igan used to be here, same ...."

"Sama .. please accept him as sincerely as hehehe ..." jio responded with a small fist on his arm from Igan.

Tia smiled, obviously if she blushed in embarrassment.

Jio went back to his car and went home.

"Come in, Igan!" take Tia, please.

"Yes, thanks Tia. Hmmm ... Where's Hendra?"

"Sir Hendra again ready to go to night duty, I briefly called first." said Tia then rushed into the living room to call her brother.

Shortly thereafter, Tia returns to meet Igan in the living room with her brother Hendra.

"Well, did Mas Igan turn out? What dream are we on deck with this special guest?" said Hendra, enthusiastic.

Igan smiled shyly, "It could be, Mas! Already want to go to the task of malem, huh?"

"Yes, but it's still half an hour away.

Deck, make a drink for Mas Igan."

"Eh, no need. I'm just a moment away, just stop by." prevent Igan, refuse.

"Sir, Mas Igan bring you a special cheese martabak for us!" tia said, pleased.

"Why bother everything, Mas Igan? We're not good. If you want to stop by please just come, do not bother like this." said Hendra.

"Not bother, just relax. I also like to buy them. Don't know why .. if you see martabak directly inget Tia, uh I mean .. inget here." said Igan.

Hendra smiled glancing at the reaction of the sister who was trying to refrain from getting carried away.

"Where did Mas Igan finish filming?" tia asked, try to switch the conversation.

"Oh, it's been filming a commercial, not far from here. Thank God there is still work." said Igan.

"I am concerned, Mas Igan there is a problem with the record company" said Tia.

Igan smiled faintly, honestly he had forgotten about the unpleasant things that were happening to him when he saw Tia. But ... indeed the news about his departure from the company is taking a lot of attention.

"You ... follow the news about me, Tia?"

Tia nodded steadily, "Since the beginning I idolized Mas Igan, let alone the right after we met accidentally on the road at that time."

Igan looked at the face of Tia who seemed to say what she was, without the element of wanting to be praised or just looking for sensation because she felt close to the idol.

"Tia is indeed the same as Mas Igan. Every time there is news about Mas Igan, he must be looking for." added Hendra, confirming the speech of his sister.

Igan smiled, "Thank you Tia, it has made me your idol. I hope you continue to support me, even though the rumors out there are dropping me."

"Yes, I knew this was going to happen. That's why I've told you so that Mas Igan be careful and alert, inget not?"

Igan was stunned, honestly he did not remember too much.

"But Mas Igan do not need to be discouraged, there are still many who love the same Mas. There are still many who idolize Mas Igan, even though it is said this."

"Is that including you?" ask Igan.

Tia was silent, her face blushing. But very consciously he nodded his head, asserting the question Igan.

Igan then smiled, a smile that implied calmness of heart and a very happy feeling.

"But, if I don't sell anymore so what artist, Ti? Will you remember me?"

"Mas Igan just join the company Erlangga, I will definitely not forget." chirped Tia, grinning.

Join Dad's company? think Igan.

"Hmmm .. oh yeah it's been a little night. I want to call the driver first to be picked up." said Igan.

"Want me to drop off, Mas? But use the motor." said Hendra.

"Oh, don't bother Mas. Later even fear late for night duty." reject Igan, polite.

"No, my mom. If I am ready, I will send. Same with the office."

"Hmmm ... Is it really nothing?"

"No, Mom."

"Well, if you don't mind, thank you, Hendra? Part ... I haven't been riding a bike for a long time."

Hendra and Tia smiled impersonating Igan.

"Sister Anterin Mas Igan used to leave, huh, Dek? You be careful at home." said Hendra to Tia.

Tia kissed the back of her brother's hand in reverence, making Igan stunned to see it.

They are really well-mannered sisters and get along. Praise Igan in heart.

"Come, Mas?" take Hendra, surprise Igan who is stunned.

"Oh, i-yes. Tia, I'm saying goodbye. Assalamu'aikum ...."

"Wa'alaikum hail, be careful, Brother, Mas Igan!"

Hendra held up his thumb, while Igan turned his head and smiled sweetly at Tia.

Oh God, Mum ... Malem-malem gini smile at you, can I sleep later? tia Inner with smiling lips.

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