About A Taste

Failed to Go Home

Finally, after a lot of fatigue in the car, they arrived at a magnificent mansion. Wardah is still asleep in her sleep after spending her food on the porch by feeding Eza.

"Den Eza's? O Allah, it has been a long time since I returned to Jogja!" said Mr. Muklas one of the security officers at the mansion.

"Yes sir, stop by, and invite Mama to come to Jakarta," replied Eza.

"Wadah! It looks like Ibuk will be haunted again this. Jago is really looking for a pair with Den, hahaha," said Mr. Muklas again, while glancing towards Wardah.

"Aammiiin, pray no sir! Again, hahaha," replied Eza bluntly.

"Hopefully Den! Aammiiin," cried Mr. Muklas.

Wardah shy. Of course he knew what the father meant was himself. But Wardah didn't dare to offend that. Definitely will be cut off. Believe that! His cheeks were now red. He was awake when Eza's car stopped in front of a large iron fence. But he pretended to be asleep, just a little peek. He wanted to adjust the light that entered his eyes. But when the guard came to his car, Wardah again pretended to close his eyes.

Uh! He even heard the pressure from the father. Whether it's a trick or a compliment. Wardah doesn't know either. But, aammiiin's answer.... It really did get his heart warm. Even if he doesn't know it's serious or just joking.

"Wardah?" call Eza by gently patting her shoulders.

"Emmmh, have you arrived yet?" Wardah's a little acting up.

"He'em, let's go in!" bring Eza.

Eza rushed out and opened the door beside Wardah. Ouhh! So sweet.

"You don't want to grab my arm?" eza asked, putting her arm out.

"What hell! Joking," Wardah replied as he struck Eza's arm. The shame was again present.

Eza smiled wryly looking at the embarrassed smile of the woman beside him. Wrist of Wardah covered with his shirt. Surprisingly there was no movement from Wardah's heart to reject Eza's treatment. He just followed Eza.

Just as they were in front of the main door.

"Mas, please take off," said Wardah. Eza grimaced and immediately let go of his grasp.

"Sorry, let's not miss a step," Eza replied with a cry.

Eza just opened the door and was greeted with Mama who stretched her arms. Eza splashed in Mama's arms but was patted down by her. Haha. Mama approached Wardah and hugged her tightly.

"Wait for a hug from Wardah, not from you Za," said Mama who still hugged Wardah.

"We have lunch first yes, must be tired of traveling from Jombang to Jogja. We'll take a walk to the beach, won't we?" asked Mama after releasing her embrace.

"Tell me directly to Jakarta Ma" said Eza.

"No! Mama wants to take Wardah for a walk first," said Mama.

"Wardah has to go back to Ma's office" Wardah said with a smile.

"Eza's boss, you calm down, baby," replied Mama still kekh with her decision.

"As for Mama ajalah," said Eza who now went upstairs. Looks like it's in his room.

Mama's gaze was fixed on the jacket Wardah wore. Men's jackets, they must belong to Eza. Mama smiled gently and,

"Well, are you dating Eza? Whoa! Eza fast motion apparently. Nice this mah," my mom's silly question pops up.

Wardah widened his eyes in shock at the question of Mama from the Boss.

"Dating? Wardah's not dating Ma," said Wardah.

"Haiissh! The child is always unreliable" Mama murmured.

Mama led Wardah to the living room. There was a teenage boy there. Looks like a High School boy.

"Aliff! Pray zuhur first! Permission to go home if lazy Mama throw to the cottage tomorrow you know!" mama said to her youngest child.

"Yes" answered Alif, rising from the sofa.

"Who's Ma?" whispered Alif to his mother.

"Your sister-in-law's candidate" Mama replied in a whisper. Relax, Wardah didn't hear their whispers.

Alif mangosteen and smiling greeting Wardah. He rushed upstairs.

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