(Melody) Trapped Charming Doctor Handsome

Part 3

"Melody."

"Yes?" Melody who was sitting in front of a large mirror while tidying up her makeup immediately turned her head when someone called her name.

A strapping man wearing a suit appeared to approach him. Refuting a bit of his body with his hands he put it on the side of the table. "Is there an event tonight?" ask the man.

Melody glanced at him at a glance, then straightened her gaze back towards the mirror. "none. Why?" melody asked as she replaced her earrings with the ones she used to wear.

"Emm, look, I'm taking you to dinner. Can it?"

"Both?" search Melody. He straightened his body when his appearance was neat then looked at the man beside him.

"Yes, you could say that."

Melody glanced at her watch. Then he took his bag which was located on the dresser. The 24-year-old woman got up from her seat without saying a word.

"Sorry, Gio. I have an appointment with Liona tonight." Melody told me. Immediately he walked away from the man who turned out to be chasing him.

"Then for tomorrow night?" tanya Gio chased after Melody and aligned her steps.

"Liona, let's go now!" instead of answering Gio's question, Melody instead called Liona who seemed to talk to one of the staff there.

"Ah yes, well, Mel. Then I'll go first. See you." the staff who previously talked to him immediately nodded their heads and invited Liona.

Liona walked over and immediately hugged Melody's arm and took her away from the room.

"You guys chatted?" liona asked while on the way to the parking lot.

"Not really." Melody replied.

"All right."

"Gio's taking me to dinner." Tell Melody about a brief conversation with Gio earlier in the makeup room.

Liona stopped her automatic footsteps Melody also stopped because her arm was held by Liona. "You're taking it?" liona was curious.

Melody shook her head in response. "Why?" jolt Liona was shocked.

"none. Instead, how about we take a walk tonight?" melody suddenly thought. The matter of his promise with Liona that he told Gio earlier was actually a lie.

"Not bad. All right, tonight I'll pick you up."

"OK." both of them continue the journey with interspersed with exciting chatter which of course the topic is endless when they chat. Just information. Melody is a top singer who has recently been talked about by many fantasies about her beautiful voice and face. And Liona is his best friend and manager who manages all his schedules. The two had been friends for a long time since they were in elementary school.

Love is no stranger to their lives. Many people approached both. Sometimes they are invited to dinner or attend important events. However, when invited to have a romantic relationship, they obviously refuse. The reason is very easy, they say that no man makes their heart shake. Think of it like that.

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In the evening Zafri was really made dizzy with the chatter of his parents. If not for the words of Bima last afternoon, it is impossible for both parents to now discuss the problem of his matchmaking. Apparently, the papa is the same as his mother.

"Fucking rhyme! Just watch out for you!" zafri's inner self condemns the behavior of his best friend.

It appears that the man was sitting resigned in front of his parents who were talking seriously about the woman who would be his life companion. Several times Zafri breathed his coarse breath as the mother continued to say it was abnormal as she rebelled. Come on, Zafri is an adult man who of course in terms of romance will not be happy if his parents interfere.

"Papa has acquaintances. He's the son of papa's friend. The person is also beautiful, successful, and certainly good at taking care of household matters." exclaimed Zafran after ending his chat with his wife.

"Yes. If you do not fit your papa choice, you will introduce your mother's choice of woman. You do not need to worry, many friends mama acquaintance. Most of the profession is just like you are a doctor. Later you just tell me which woman you like. Otherwise, mama will find you a lady from the boarding school where your sister lives"

"Lagian Zafri is also not very old. 27 Also. Not grandpa who grew gray hair, right?" could his words have been a joke? At such a crucial moment, Zafri could have spoken so.

"But just yesterday the day after you found gray hair on your head. It means old. Isn't that right, honey?" she asked her husband, Zafran.

"Yes, Papa and Mama have not grown gray. But, you've gone ahead of both of us." continued Zafran again pumping.

"Ck! Just one strand, Ma, Pa. It's no big deal." denied Zafri defended himself. Yup, the day after yesterday the mother found gray hair on her head. Just one strand. Maybe the growth of gray hair is caused by stress. Because recently Zafri was very busy with his research on the disease of his patients.

"Yes yes. Forgetit. The point is, starting next week you're gonna have to attend dinner with the woman you chose."

Some say that both parents are parents who adjust the times. That means they are not left behind the times, aka now. But, now? Can Zafri say that his parents are very old-fashioned for setting him up? Come on, this isn't the time of siti nurhaliza, uh it means siti nurbaya.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Um, Aunt. Bima's coming!"

It was the culprit that caused Zafri to be in a life circle that sucks. Hearing Bima's voice echoing in the living room, Zafri quickly got up and walked quickly to meet Bima.

Bughh

Bughh

Plakk

"Abkkkk, adoiii! Ommmm, Tantee, Zafri krasirr." cried Bima loudly as Zafri beat him blindly.

Ceisya and Zafran were cool to sit in the middle room until surprised when they heard Bima's cry. They thought, Zafri rose up to welcome the arrival of Bima. Eh apparently really welcomed with his savage.

"Shhhhh! Slowly, Om." ringis Bima when Zafran accidentally pressed a strong wound on the corner of his lips.

"The man must be strong. Time just because it was beaten a little bit already cry." reply Zafran then deliberately pressed the strong gauze he used to treat Bima's wounds. Suddenly Zafran's treatment just made Bima scream hysterically.

"Gosh, Bima!" Ceisya who had just come because he had previously made a drink in the kitchen was immediately shocked. The middle-aged woman quickly approached the two.

Plaques

Ceisya directly hit her husband's arm to cause a scarlet mark five fingers dear ala Ceisya.

"Astaghfirullah, sick, honey. Kdrt this is mah!" moaning Zafran immediately rubbed his reddened arm.

"Dear, baby, baby. People's children should not be made sick again. Move there!" drive Ceisya to pull the collar of her husband's shirt.

"The same father is the same." Cetus Ceisya then took over the work of her husband to replace treating Bima's wounds.

Zafran who was driven by his wife immediately approached Zafri. The middle-aged man directly embraced Zafri's shoulder. "Yes dong. Zafri is papa's hotshot." Zafran ruffled his son's thick hair.

Feeling unacceptable, Zafri immediately returned the treatment of his papa by scrambling his papa hair that was still blackened there was not a single gray hair that looked when seen.

Two men with child status and papa was joking, different again with Bima who received indecent treatment from Zafri.

"Thank you, Auntie." said Bima when Ceisya finished treating his wound.

"Together, son. Next time reply too, do not be a weak man." said Ceisya advised.

"Yes, Aunt. Next time Bima will definitely reciprocate Zafri's treatment." Bima clenched her hands upwards in the spirit of four five.

"Please if you want to die at my hands." said Zafri felt no guilt at all after hitting his best friend.