Unemployment Up Pelaminan
Chapter 12

Tomorrow morning, Bhanu will return to Jakarta, a determination he wants to achieve before he leaves the hometown of his father is able to meet Ane. The day after listening to a long story from Sri to know the figure of Ane, his heart was more convinced that Ane was able to accompany him to old age. Moreover, the mother is very supportive of approaching Ane and her Grandmother was also curious and impatient to get to know Ane directly.

Bhanu thought of a way to get her to meet Ane, not even knowing the girl's mobile number. Sri also forgot to ask for the mobile number Ratna or Ane at the second meeting, because she would not expect if there was interest in Bhanu in Ane. Bhanu rolled up after performing Sunnah Duha prayer, he tidied up his appearance again. It flashed through his mind the name of one of Koas' children at his place of work.

Bhanu grabs the phone on the mattress and then looks for “Saqilla(co-as)” contact without waiting for a long time, he immediately calls the contact, the first call failed because it was not picked up by Qilla, Bhanu tried a second time and finally Qilla raised the call.

“Assalamualaikum, why doc?”

“Walaikumsalam, I asked your friend contact, Ane all with his home address, now well, do not use for long! This is important, just chat me!”

In Jakarta, Qilla was surprised to get a call from Bhanu just to ask for Ane's number and address. Qilla couldn't carelessly give it to Bhanu, she had to ask permission first. Qilla, too, contacted Ane. Qilla opens a chat room with Ane, which turns out the girl is online, so Qilla decides to just send a message.

Somebody asked for your contact, didn't I? Doctor Bhanu who we went to his house yesterday.

Ane who was at home, was also astonished to get a message from Qilla. He recalled Bhanu's handsome face, then raised his eyebrows wondering why Bhanu asked for her mobile number. He replies to Qilla, questioning Bhanu's intent and purpose, but Qilla's reply is of course not known, as Bhanu suddenly calls him. Ane thought for a moment, questioning the possibilities that were the reason for Bhanu.

“What does Miss Sri ask, well, make a study mom again, what is gimama anyway? Oh yeah, who knows,”

After agreeing that Qilla could give Bhanu her mobile number, she put away her phone and stared at the ceiling of the room as she thought.

“Don't you like me, Dad? No way, you have a partner! Don't want ah, well how dong if really, mom must be this angry, well even though I also like it anyway, but—gak, no,gak!” racau Ane is like a madman.

“Dek, Mas nganter mom first to the market bentar, do not forget the door lock,” head older brother Ane appeared behind the door of the room, making Ane surprised and spontaneously nodded in response.

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Bhanu opens the wardrobe looking for the right clothes for her to wear to meet Ane. After getting the contact along with the address, Bhanu did not want to waste any more time he would immediately meet Ane directly to the girl's house.

Bhanu looked at her reflection in the mirror, her hair back neatly combed, not forgetting to spray perfume on her body. Flannel shirts were the man's choice as well as jeans and sneaker shoes. His feet were about to step out, suddenly his mother held him back and asked him where he was going.

“Where to?”

“Mau to the house of the future wife, doain Bhanu yah, Bu, assalamualaikum,” Bhanu grabbed the back of his mother's hand not forgetting to kiss the right cheek of the woman who gave birth to it.

Sri shook her head at the behavior of her son who was again kasmaran. In his heart he prayed that the efforts of the son managed to melt the heart of Ane would-be son-in-law, considering Ane's sweet smile, Sri can't wait to make Ane as his daughter-in-law.

It took half an hour for Bhanu to get to the address Qilla gave her. His car stopped right in a minimalist house filled with some plants in the yard of the house. Bhanu got out of the car, the fence of the house seemed to be unlocked. Bhanu finally entered, until right in front of the door, when his hand was about to knock on the door suddenly opened and the figure of a beautiful girl jumped in shock to see herself and closed the door again.

Ane was very surprised to see Bhanu, he did not know if the man came to his house, at first he was about to close the fence and the door of the house. Ane peered behind the window and tried with a little high intonation.

“Bentara, well, Mas, Ane wear hijab first,”

Ane left the middle room changing appearance, she was just using plain pink pajamas and Balinese sarongs that covered her head. Ane takes a knit cardingan as well as an instant hijab, after feeling pretty neat Ane rushes to meet Bhanu. Honestly, he was stubborn. He repeatedly held his breath, easing the nervousness he felt. His hand until trembling holding the doorknob, in the heart of the girl said the word basmalah. The door opened, making the two look at each other.

Just as Ane felt, Bhanu also deg-degan, he did not deny the shackling nervousness. Bhanu cleared his throat trying to reduce the nervousness.

“Hm, Sorry, Who are you looking for?”

“You,” replied Bhanu briefly but her eyes were unceasingly looking at Ane's face.

Ane becomes misbehaved because of Bhanu's deep gaze on her, especially if Bhanu comes home to look for her.

“For what well, Mas? Or is there a debt of the same Mas? But I don't think so, I'm the same Mas just met once—”

“Three times, you forgot, yeah? you have a debt to me,” Bhanu put on a sweet smile while teasing Ane. When Ane said that she owed him, she wanted to laugh so much at Ane.

“How much, Mas? But when does Ane minjem money to Mas?” the sound of laughter finally sounded, Bhanu could not help it anymore.

“Haha, not money. You are very funny,” said Bhanu interrupted his laughter. He caught his breath, then went back to saying, “you took my heart, so I'm here to make a bill,”

Ane gaped and her eyebrows frowned confused, did not understand the meaning of Bhanu—the young man chuckled amusedly, “you made me fall in love at first sight, even you managed to take my heart, so I can charge it?”

“Hah? How?” spontaneously Ane made a sound while putting on a dumb face.

Bhanu took a slow breath, then brought her face closer a few Senti forwards which made Ane instantly fade her torso.

“So my wife!” silent for a moment, Ane still digested Bhanu's sentence in her brain carefully while watching Bhanu's face whether it was just a joke or not, until the sound of rejection was heard making Ane even Bhanu turn to the source of the voice.

“Gak!”

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