TWILIGHT
129

Zia was about to go to Marko's room to wake him up as usual, but Anita was already there. He went to Marko's room.

"Thank you for helping to wake Mr. Marko up." Zia.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer Anita Briefly.

Marko opened the door to his room. "Cock you two?"

Marko's hair is still messy and there are pillow marks on his cheeks but it does not reduce the good looks of his face.

"Instant." Marko.

"Sir."

Zia's call undoes Marko's intention to go inside, "Why?"

"Because today all your events are in this hotel, If it is allowed if it is permissible today I go to see my family in Solo? Just an hour and a half from here. I made sure before dinner I was back." Pinta Zia's.

"Go in, An." Marko asks Anita to go inside his room.

"Good, sir." Anita went into Marko's room.

Zia stared at each step Anita and Marko saw that.

"Why? You think I'm the same Anita wants morning sex?"

"Well!" Zia looked up until she closed her mouth.

Marko smiled jailily and touched Zia's forehead softly.

"Let Johan anter lo." Marko.

"No, sir. I can take the bus." Zia said

Marko looked at Zia so as not to dare to refute.

"What if you need Johan?" Ask Zia.

"Gue's not going out of this hotel, my bodyguard's not there. I'm afraid of being kidnapped." Marko crossed both hands in the chest.

Zia just smiled indifferently.

"There, I'm telling Johan."

Zia nodded, "Thank you sir. I'll take care of it." Zia left Marko and returned to her room.

After taking off Zia went to Basement to meet Johan who was waiting for her in the car. Just as Zia came out the door of the hotel, an SUV approached her.

"Come, Zi." Take Johan when the car's glass opens.

Zia gets into the car and Johan drives off. Zia gave a guide to her village. Johan prefers to take the toll road to shorten the time.

Zia repeatedly reminds Johan to keep his mouth shut if anyone asks about the relationship between him and Zia. Because surely the people of his village will think Johan is Zia's future husband.

As per Zia's estimation, it is not until two hours drive Johan's car has entered the village street.

"My house has a durian tree, Han." Zia showed me a house with a large yard.

"I haven't known a durian Zi tree in my life." Johan Protests. "What color is the house?"

"That's right, left of the white street."

Johan immediately parked his car in Zia's yard. Not yet Zia and Johan out of the car, their neighbors have gone out first looking curious.

A middle-aged woman came out from Zia's house.

"Mom!" Zia got out of the car and hugged the woman.

"O Allah is the son of Ibuk." Zia's mother hugged her son tightly.

Zia let go of her mother's embrace, "Which father is buk?" Ask Zia.

"Yes in the fields of Nduk, where else to go."

"No! Call the Darmaji paklek in the rice fields sayin fat ayu home." Zia's mother yelled at one of her neighbors.

"Bulek's upload!" Neighborly sahut.

"Let's go in. Come on in." Bring Zia's Mother.

Zia and her mother enter the house, forgetting Johan is still outside.

"Excuse me, I'm still here." Johan said at the door.

"Who are you, Le?" ask Zia's mother.

"Yeah, Han. I forgot I was the same as you. Come in here Han." Zia felt guilty.

Johan took off his shoes and entered Zia's house. Not forgetting he kissed Zia's mother's hand.

"This is Johan, the driver's boss Zia buk. It just so happened that he was told to bring Zia here."

"Oooh, thank you for bringing my son here." Said Zia's mother. "Let's sit down."

Johan sat on a wooden chair in the living room with Zia and her mother.

Suddenly Zia's phone rang, there was an incoming call from Marko.

"Yes, Sir?"

"Where have you been? I whatshapp not just tick doank."

"It's only until the host's house, here the internet signal is difficult" said Zia

"Jaudah that way."

Phone connection disconnected.

"Who, Nduk?" Ask Zia's mother

"Mr Marko buk, Boss Zia. Where's Nanyain been?"

"Like to be with Zia." Ceplos Johan, got a sharp glare from Zia.

"What is old young? Do you have a wife yet?" Ask Zia's mother.

"Rubby." Zia is upset that her mother takes Johan's words seriously.

Zia's mother just laughed seeing her son upset.

"It's hard to drink first, yeah." Zia's mother leaves Johan and Zia.

"Udah said keep your mouth, still can not take care." Zia said furiously.

"Joking doang, Zi." Johan can still be whiny.

"It's very much your house, Zi?" Johan distracts.

"My brothers have families all, there lives in the city there are those outside the city. It's just my mommy's dad here." Zia explained.

Johan nodded.

Long Zia, his mother and Johan talk finally a motorcycle stopped in front of Zia's house. A tall and slightly fat middle-aged man came down from the motor. Dry mud became a decoration on his clothes and pants.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" He shouted from the outside, "Manaaaa Ayuku's fat?"

"Yaharaaa! Zia here, Father." Zia jumped to her door and hugged her father.

The son and father embraced while jumping up and down, making Johan to wonder. So behind Zia's assertive attitude and rarely likes to joke there is a nature like this.

Johan secretly recorded the actions of Zia and her father, although difficult signal he still makes it a whatshapp story.

Zia and her Father went into the house, and were surprised by Johan's presence.

"Who are you? My man-to-be?" Ask Mr. Zia

Johan stood up, "Lho, If you can, say that to Om."

Zia punched Johan's upper arm.

"It hurts, Zi." Complain Johan.

I watched Johan, "Don't enter you Le if you want to be my man. At that time I cry, want to be a fat husband ayuku."

"Hehe, kidding me earlier sir." Johan grimaced

"This is Johan sir, the driver is Boss Zia. Mr. Marko was told to bring Zia here. " zia explained.

"Kirain my future man? Surprised father if the prospective father-in-law skinny not handsome rich gini."

"Oh Allah sir, honestly speaking. Hurt my heart." complained Marko.

"So, guys are fragile! Sleding a little bit of your amby." Zia said with a laugh

"Already sir, the son of the people kok kerjain continue. He said his father could kill you later." Said Zia's mother, "Here sit down, eat fried food."

Father, Zia and Johan sat down on a chair and chatted casually.

Some neighbors also stopped by Zia's house just curious about the man who was with Zia.

As the sun started leaning towards the west, Zia was waiting for Johan to take a bath. Zia was clean and cleaned up some of her things and souvenirs from her mother for her to eat at the hotel.

"Sir, this is durian mateng. You will love your boss." said Mother, carrying four durians.

"Okay, later if the car taroh one car can smell durian buk. Not good with Boss Zia."

"Den Marko likes durian kok Zi." Said Johan who just finished taking a shower

"Jaudah if that's what Zia brought, Buk."

When Johan is ready. Zia and Johan say goodbye to Zia's father and mother.

Johan decided to return by the toll road so he could arrive at the hotel before dinner.

Marko repeatedly called Zia asking where he had arrived.

"she's called you four times Zi" half the way." Johan was astonished. "Don't let Marko really like you, Zi."

"Your mouth, Han." Zia Protests.

There's not even a half-hour drive yet, Zia's phone is ringing again.

"Yes, Sir?"

"Where is Nyampe Zi?"

"Must enter the territory of Jogja, sir."

"Han Han!! Watch Han!!" Shouted Zia.

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