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And dinner?

"May, tonight papa wants to take a meal at home" said Herryl when they were both queuing to pick up passports.

"Eat ... at home?" ask Maya. Maya does not understand the meaning of dinner in the middle of the Herryl family. But, the Maya were still worried about their different social status.

"Yes. May, you don't have to worry. Papa is like me, used to hanging out with everyone. I was there anyway." Herryl tried to convince the girl.

"Is it okay?" ask Maya again. Herryl patted the girl's head.

"It's okay. Yuk, it's been called." Herryl invites Maya to pick up her passport at the pick-up counter. They checked the data on the first page of the passport and then immediately went to the lobby because it was done. Mr. Asep and his car are waiting.

"May wants to check out the project" the girl said.

"Okay, I'll take you," said Herryl. Then the car drove to where Maya meant.

"Sir Maya," said Tiara. Hadi and friends from his majors were also there. They're making a garbage machine.

"You guys from earlier?" tanya Maya then shakes hands with her friends. Herryl who felt threatened by the existence of the Mechanical Engineering students immediately took Maya's hand. He wants to assert his position. It made Tiara laugh.

"Ryl, could you please take your hand off? May's talking about the project" Maya said. Herryl seemed to be unwilling to let go of his hand.

"Oh, yes, Brother. The drainage question I have submitted to the contractor to follow the revision we made," said Tiara.

"Thank you, yeah. May will be absent for a week please be supervised, yes," Maya pleaded. Tiara nodded.

Maya then approached the artisans who were working. Herryl brought a plastic bag of isotonic drinks to the artisans.

"Sir, here, we bring you a drink, yes," Maya said.

"Thank you, Mother Maya," said the fathers who were working with the carpentry equipment.

...***...

This afternoon Maya is ready with a knee-length batik dress and arms up to the elbows. Maya also asked permission from mom and dad. Herryl then took her to Ardhiwijaya's house.

Maya just this time to the man's house. A large futuristic minimalist style house with many glass walls that make it easier for sunlight to enter and illuminate the entire house. The color chosen is a combination of gray and white.

"Ma, Eyil wants to be ready, yes," said Herryl. Madam Anggi guides Maya to the living room.

"The design of the house is contemporary but there is a classic touch, yes, Auntie," Maya comments as they both sit down.

"As expected of a Maya, recognize in one look. Aunt who asked for a classic style. According to Aunty it's a romantic style" replied Mrs Anggi sumringah. It seems to be his dream home.

"Oh, yes, Auntie. May stopped by the cake shop. There is a Japanese Cheesecake favorite Aunt," said Maya while thrusting a bag of cake that she brought. He forgot to hand it over because he was too focused on the design of this house.

"Well, thank you. Papa Herryl will probably be home in half an hour. You wanna look around the house first?" sahut Madam Anggi while offering a small tour in her large house. "If you're interested, in the mezzanine's a library. Herryl and his papa spent a lot of time there" she continued, pointing to the stairs where the mezzanine was. Maya nodded.

Using a split level, a mezzanine is made filled with bookshelves and bean bags. Maya traced the old brown bookcase. Various titles of the book are there, mostly related to economics, fashion, and literature.

"Likes?" asked Herryl who was already standing behind the girl.

"Yes. The books are good, the arrangement is good," replied Maya.

"If it were me? Like?" herryl Goda. Maya turned her eyes.

"What-what, anyway?"

Herryl laughs. The head of Maya. He just wanted the girl not to be nervous anymore in this house. Because you're the only one I want to introduce to my family as my choice, May.

"Bottom down, yuk. Soon papa comes home," asked Herryl who answered a nod by Maya. The girl's hand.

Just now that they reached the bottom floor, Mr. Ardhiwijaya had already appeared at the door.

"So, are you Maya Anggraini?" ask Mr. Ardhiwijaya.

...-connect-...

Hi hello hi, thank you for following this story.

Waduh, the response of Herryl's papa is horror huh?