150 Days Wedding Dilemma

Chapter 5 - Meeting Zico's Parents

That night it was still stored in his mind, how surprising what Zico said. The man told her that their marriage would take place next week, really suddenly.

At that time Sally tried to negotiate so that their marriage at least not held in the near future. But as you already know, Zico will listen to him.

Inevitably this morning Sally had to start preparing for whatever was needed in the marriage. First he'll go to Zico's parents' house. He was a little nervous, especially this was the first time he would meet his future father-in-law. Yes, although this is only a contract marriage for Zico, but for him this is still a marriage. He will still try to be a good wife and daughter-in-law, even if Zico does not do the same.

Sally looked at her appearance in the mirror, a baby blue robe combined with a light gray pashmina. He smeared a little lip tint, so that his appearance was fresher. Once enough was felt, Sally took the white sling bag and attached it to her shoulder.

Not long after, the sound of the roar of the car was heard. Sally had indeed given her address to Zico, so it should have been her. Without having to linger Sally went straight down to get to Zico.

Arriving outside, Sally locked the door first before finally getting into Zico's car. In the car, he saw Zico was neat with a plain white T-shirt wrapped in a khaki grid motif shirt. Looks casual, but still neat.

"Tumben very neat," Zico sneered after seeing Sally's performance.

Sally rolled her eyes puffed. "Yes time to go wear clothes negligee, I also know the condition of the time."

Zico chuckled softly, then drove his car slowly. In his heart he was a little restless, for this was the first time after four years he had never set foot in his parents' house. I don't know what was on his parents' mind when he suddenly came to deliver his marriage. Maybe his parents would be surprised, but at least Zico still respects his parents by delivering this news to ask for his blessing.

"When you're at my house, don't talk weird. If you need not talk a lot, then let me just talk." Zico commemorates Sally while looking at her from the rearview mirror.

"Yes," replied Sally briefly. He is still upset because Zico always decides things unilaterally.

There was no more conversation between them, both of them were busy with their respective thoughts. Until finally they arrived at a two-storey house in modern Japanese style. Seeing it makes Sally amazed, she just this time saw a house with a Japanese design like this. It seems that Zico's parents are people who have unique tastes.

After Zico's red Ferrari hit the horn, the gate of the house was opened. A middle-aged woman who opened it looked a little surprised as Zico greeted her.

"Mas Zico? Oh Allah Mas Zico has not been here for a long time, until my pangling." The middle-aged woman looked at Zico enthusiastically.

Zico smiled hearing that. "Yes, it's been a long time. Budhe How are you?" ask Zico in a low voice.

"Thank God be good, Mas. Come on in, Mas! Let Budhe call Maya's Mom and Sir Wira." Bude Imah lets Zico's car into the house. After entering, Bude Imah then closed the fence and went inside to call his master.

Zico and Sally, who had gotten out of the car, were standing at the door watching the house. Zico smiled faintly, for him the atmosphere was still the same as before. Not much has changed, there are only new plant additions that now appear to decorate the courtyard of the house.

"You haven't been here in a long time, have you?" ask Sally carefully. He felt awkward when Bude Imah said that Zico had not been to his house for a long time.

Zico, who was looking around, turned to look at Sally. His face looked grim for a moment, although only for a moment until he finally regained control of his facial expression. But Sally had already caught Zico's grim expression earlier, she thought her guess was correct.

"Yes," Zico said briefly, he felt he didn't have to explain anything to Sally about what happened.

Hearing Zico's reply that seemed not to want to be asked further, Sally decided not to discuss it anymore. Moreover, they have agreed not to interfere in each other's affairs.

"Zico?"

The speech then diverted the minds of the two, they turned to the source of the voice and found the middle-aged woman with a hijab that stuck to her chest. His face looked cool to the eye and gave a warm aura to his interlocutors.

"Mama!" sapa Zico clumsy, actually wanted to hug his mother and say that he missed so much. But it was hard for him to do it.

The middle-aged woman immediately hugged Zico when she saw the face of the only child, a face she did not see for a long time. "Oh Allah Zico, Mama misses you. Where have you been, why have you never been here? Never say again, your number is also never active when contacted. It's about to be an artist now, forget you are your Mama" muttered Maya-Mama Zico.

"Not forgetting, Ma. I just haven't been able to stop," Zico said as he let go of his mother's embrace. It was not that he kept his distance, only that he would no longer hurt his parents and was too hopeful for him.

Maya turns her eyes puffed at Zico's unreasonable reason, but then she turns to look at the beautiful woman who looks foreign to her. "What is this, Zico?" ask Maya while throwing her smile at Sally.

Sally smiled softly and shook Zico's parents' hands. "I'm Sally, ma'am." replied Sally politely.

Oh it turns out his name is Sally, I just found out, inner Zico.

Maya's smile grew wider, she was happy to hear her son was getting married soon. "Is she? Come on-let's go in, why be outside chatting." Maya invites Zico and Sally in.

The two sit in the living room that Maya tells them to, while Maya leaves them both to make a drink and calls her husband. "Wait here first, yeah. Mama make a drink first."

"Sally help ya, Auntie." Just now Sally was about to stand up to Maya, but was held back by Maya.

"No, you sit down first. Let Mama do it, Zico take care of his future wife!" maya's orders before finally returning to continue her steps.

As Maya left, Sally felt that Mama Zico was a very friendly person. Much different from his angry son. "Your mom is nice, not like her son" Sally said spontaneously.

Zico glanced at Sally cynically. "My thoughts mean?"

"No, you're the one who feels sindir. I'm sorry for the insinuation," ledek Sally.

Zico grunted in annoyance. "I don't think I'm weird" Zico replied in mockery.

Sally widened her eyes. "Who did you say was weird?" look at Sally upset.

Zico brought his face closer, making the panicked Sally pull her back. Until the moment she could no longer keep her face away, Sally covered her face with both hands.

"Want to know who's weird? I tell you, the guy is in front of me right now" whispered Zico as he laughed at Sally's funny expression, and then he put his face away.

Sally opened both her hands, she stared intently at Zico. "Mending weird instead of being angry, making old chips."

"Yee you weird, weird, weird!" tease Zico doesn't care about Sally's words.

Sally who heard him was getting more and more eager to punch Zico in the face. Why would anyone admire a shitty guy like Zico, I don't know what's wrong with Zico's fans.

This time Sally did not want to respond to Zico, she turned her gaze to the side by putting on a jutek face. Enough is enough, dealing with Zico always pisses him off.

Zico looked at Sally who was looking back at him, he smiled faintly. It's funny that he first insinuated it, he was angry too. "Any you're the same me?"

"No!" debunk Sally still didn't want to look at Zico.

"When it was from here I wanted to buy ice cream, but because you are angry you are not so," fishing Zico.

Hearing the word ice cream somehow Sally was moved, but she still did not want to look at Zico. "Yaudah, what a little boy is being persuaded to use ice cream."

"Yaudah" said Zico casually.

Maya returns with four cold drinks and puts them on the table. "Eh this why sit it far away anyway, again marahan?"

"No, who's up? Here he is ashamed to sit down. Ma's bias, girls like to be shy. We don't make it, do we, baby?" zico asked Sally for approval with a sweet smile. "Well, right, honey?" Zico emphasized his sentence in order for Sally to understand the code.

Sally laughed heartily. "Oh, haha yes. We're not marahan, Aunt." Sally chimed in with a smile, but in her heart she wanted to vomit to hear Zico who called it 'honey'.

Maya chuckles softly at the interaction of the two. "Funny you two, shy as a pubescent teenager."

The three of them laughed together, until the sound of footsteps approached towards them. Zico instantly became unsettled, knowing that the one who would come here was his father.

Sure enough, as it got closer a middle-aged man appeared with his firm face. His sharp eyes were like eagle eyes, looking at Zico coldly.

"Still dare you come here? I thought you were out of this family."

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