Zara For Pramudya
Somewhere Somehow

The Hadiyanto Family Residence

Zara ate her ramen trying to be as relaxed as possible, unaffected by the proportional body next to her that showed off her collection tattoo. Fortunately the ramen is spicy so there can be an alibi if he sweats even though because his heart skipped the 100-meter sprint because the man did not have a manner sitting without caring about the surrounding.

Pramudya glanced at Zara's reddened face and could not guess whether it was because the ramen was indeed spicy and hot or looking at her body. Pramudya would bet that Zara's face was sweaty and flushed because of the second one.

Pramudya smiled faintly as he ate his ramen and occasionally glanced towards the girl.

"I'm done Mr. Pram." said Zara with a little restrained carrying the empty bowl into the dishwasher.

"Just leave, Zara. Let's wash tomorrow." Pramudya looked at Zara who was turning on the water tap.

"No papa, sir. Responsibility and love the bowl will be stained" Zara replied while washing her cutlery and cooking utensils.

"Zara's... " Pramudya looked at Zara from behind her desk.

"Yes sir..."

"You can be strong against tomorrow's trial?"

Zara put the bowl onto the transit shelf. "When is the trial, sir?"

"God willing in two weeks. It's being added because of the latest case."

Zara nodded. "God can be strong sir."

"I'll be with you, Zara. Don't worry. Oma and Alina will also accompany.." said Pramudya.

Zara took the crutches and walked towards her room but Pramudya's hand held her hand. The two looked at each other and Pramudya kissed Zara's soft lips.

"Our lips become a taste of ramen.." Pramudya's smile makes Zara's face more red.

"I.iya.." whispered Zara nervously. My heart is like a marathon.

"I love you, Zara. Not pity but really love you..." Pramudya's brown eyes looked at Zara gently. "Sorry our first kiss wasn't romantic... I think of a god..."

Zara smiled knot. "I'll go to the room first, sir..."

"Mas. I want you to call me like you used to... Mas Pram's. Are we not officially dating? Although the stamp is ramen flavor ..."

Zara looked at Pramudya with an amused look. "Sir... Uh mas Pram... Not romantic !"

"Newly know?"

Zara shook her head, anxious to herself with the man before her. "I went to the room first... My legs are starting to twitch..."

"Want me to carry?" tawar Pramudyya.

"Eh? No need to ! No need to !" push Zara with a panic. Is it true that I was carried attached to a body without clothes? Where is the body of Pram fragrant masculine and make me able to hang ! It's dangerous to go to the hospital for a heart attack....

"Can the road?" pramudya asked worriedly.

"Can mas. My room is close. Mas night..." Zara walked a little hastily towards her room. After entering, the girl leaned behind the door while stroking her chest. "Oh my God, my heart..."

Pramudya just stared at the door of Zara's room that had been closed rather loudly, a sign that the girl was nervous. The bertattoo man smiled and finished his ramen.

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Pramudya and Oma Angela's house gets more lively when Zara plays the grand piano in the mansion. The servants were used to the lovely lady, playing the piano at home.

"Do you like classical songs?" ask Oma Angela who is busy knitting on the sofa while listening to Zara's game.

"Modern songs top 40 can also be Oma. Anime song movie song is also okay.." smile Zara while playing Mission Impossible theme.

Oma Angela laughs. "What else does it matter?"

"I want this, I want so, want this, want that, a lot of it.." Dendang Zara plays her finger on the piano keys playing Doraemon's song.

"Oh Allah, did Zara play Doraemon?" kekeh Bik Rom was the one who was preparing dinner.

"Lha is easy to make.." Zara's smile.

"Your voice is good, Zara... Singing the other one..."

"One more kiss

Even though it's come to this

I'll close my eyes and make a wish

Hope you'll remember

All this time

The sun still shines, the sun still sets

And the heart forgives, the heart forgets

Oh, what would I do now with all this time?"

The melodious voice of Zara singing Tiffany's song All This Time keeps everyone entertained.

"Mbak Zara deserves to be a singer on tv." chirped bik Romlah after Zara played the song.

"Ah no bik. I don't like being an artist."

"In addition to playing the piano, what other musical instruments can you play?" ask Oma Angela who is not surprised that Pramudya fell in love with the girl because she is good at playing the piano and singing.

"The guitar can."

"Mbak Zara is an artist..."

Zara's face flushed. "No, I just love music."

"Aren't you trying to make a song?" Oma Angela looked towards Zara. "Bikin try. Just a whim and who knows can even be accepted in society. You just post it on TikTok or YouTube..."

"I don't like showing off on social media, Oma."

"Yuk duet!" invite Pramudya who just came from the office.

Zara was surprised to see Pramudya leaning against the entrance wall of the middle room.

"Have you heard Zara's voice?" ask Oma Angela.

"Listen. Better than Tiffany..." Pramudya sat next to Zara. "Do you know Michael W Smith and Amy Grant?"

"Somewhere somehow?" ask Zara.

"Yup. Can you ?" Pramudya also plays the piano and Zara also plays in the melody.

"There's a love inside us (deep down inside)

That goes without saying (don't say a word)

But I'll tell you just the same

And that love will fan the flame

And that flame will warm the heart that's waiting

You are mine (you are mine)

And I'll wait for you, my love (It may take some time)

Even if it takes a lifetime (Tell me you'll wait and)

Somewhere far beyond today

I will find a way to find you

And onehow through the lonely nights

I will leave a light in the dark.."

Oma Angela and the servants were stunned to see how Zara and Pramudya sang the old song beautifully and soulfully.

"Oh Allah, Oma wept to see you... Very good." said Oma Angela after the two duet.

Pramudya looked at Zara gently. "We are fit and a soul mate..."

Zara just looked embarrassed. Don't be so vulgar dong mas.

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