Being my Beloved's Personal Servant

Prospective Ghosts

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After Nana permits with Clara if she will go with Ilham to pick up the book in the house of Ilham. Clara had disagreed because she had promised to accompany him on the road but this was instead taken by Mr. Ilham.

At first Clara was surprised why her lecturer was in this library. Until it seems Clara knows there is something unusual about the gaze of Inspiration for Nana.

"OK, you can go with Mr. Ilham. But tonight's gonna be it, right?" tanya Cara and Nana.

"I brought your best friend," said Ilham and embraced a smile by Clara.

"It seems, Mr. Ilham liked Nana," muttered Clara staring at their departure happily.

After paying for the book he had chosen. Clara left the bookstore.

While in the car, Nana and Ilham are as silent as the forward-looking.

"Why be awkward like this?" murmuring Inspiration with a wiry.

While Nana who was first in the car with another man other than her brother was only able to shut up. Honestly, he was very awkward especially this man was his lecturer on campus.

"Have you had lunch?" ask Inspiration to Nana who nodded.

"Already, Sir. It was on campus with Clara as well" Nana replied staring at Ilham who was focusing on driving a car.

"Ma."

"Yes, sir."

"I'm going to borrow you a book but on condition that you have to call me a name while outside like this. I'm not that old to call, sir," he said with a slight annoyance.

But it was enough to make Nana smile amused because the man beside her seemed to not like Pak's call from her. But where is Nana's fault, Ilham is her lecturer.

"I don't think that's polite, sir."

"Ilham, call me that. And do not be too formal," said Ilham firmly. It was like giving orders to Nana.

"Is it okay, if I call you names? It's nothing sir, but the father is my lecturer on campus," said Nana felt bad.

"Well, if you're on campus you can call me, sir. But if it's outside like this call me a name, and don't be formal."

Finally, because she did not want to argue, Nana agreed to what Ilham asked to call a name.

"Don't be surprised when you see my mom. He is a chatty but kind person," said Ilham with a smile.

Nana who heard that smiled, why did Mother Inspiration want to meet her? Did they ever meet?

Ilham's car stopped in front of the supermarket, Nana stared at Ilham.

"I can ask for help, Na?"

"What's? If I can help, I will help" he replied sincerely.

Inspiration gave a piece of paper to Nana, Nana who saw the writing immediately looked at Ilham.

"That was my mother asking for help to buy what was written there," he said with a bad taste.

"I ask you to choose the ingredients, because I don't know which mustard and which cabbage."

"Well, okay I can help. But I can't pay ya" he replied with a smile.

With a quick nod, Ilham nodded, his hand removed his seat belt as well as Nana who removed his seat belt.

They got out of the car and went into the supermarket. Inspiration takes the trolley and follows wherever Nana goes.

If they look like a couple who are shopping monthly especially Inspiration who sorted what Nana said.

Many of the women there who stole the look towards Inspiration as well as men make Ilham do not like if Nana was noticed like that by other men.

After all that was written was obtained, Nana and Ilham passed to the cashier.

"You don't want to buy anything, Na? Calm down I pay," asked Ilham looking at Nana who shook his head.

It is very rare to be in a place like this. In addition to the expensive price in this place is also very much interesting, Nana is afraid of khilaf.

After paying, they both get out of the supermarket but Ilham first walks into an ice cream shop and buys two for Nana.

Nana who saw Ilham walking nearby was confused.

"This is for you, you definitely need a cold one because it goes around," said Ilham gave the plastic to Nana.

"No, I'm not tired anyway. I'm used to going to the market to buy kitchen materials" replied Nana refused.

"I'll be mad if you don't want to take it, after all it's just Na's ice cream. Not poison," he said. The ice cream was accepted by Nana. Even though it is not good with Inspiration.

"It's just relaxing."

After putting the goods into the car. They left the supermarket to Ilham's house.

"Want to?" nana asked him for an ice cream that he had bitten a bit. I don't know why he even gave that one that's not new.

"If I'm fed, but if I can't. Just look at my hand still holding the steering wheel," he replied casually, casually what mode. You can still use one hand. In his heart he desperately wanted to be fed by Nana.

The bad Nana immediately fed Ilham with the ice cream but the part that was still intact was not the one she had bitten.

"Sister, that's my bite mark," shocked Nana when Ilham ate the right one in his bite.

"Sama aja Na, sweet really," said Ilham smiling happily.

But not with Nana who is a little uncomfortable or even guilty.

"You spend it, yes" she said, stroking Nana's hair with one hand.

Finally on the way, Nana spent the ice cream that Ilham bought while Ilham silently stole a glance towards Nana.

Somehow also Nana can be this comfortable with Ilham who incidentally is the lecturer. What because of the very relaxed nature of Inspiration that makes it comfortable. What is his adult attitude?

Not feeling the car Ilham arrived at the area of the house Ilham, Nana who saw the big house was just silent.

Inspiration who had gotten out of the car immediately opened the car door for Nana.

"Let's go out, Mother is waiting for you inside," Invited Ilham while taking the food that had been purchased.

They both entered the house with Nana trailing behind Ilham. The mother of Inspiration who saw her son carrying a woman came closer.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam dear," he replied.

Nana who saw there was the Mother of Inspiration immediately greeted him politely.

"Oh, so this is my future mother-in-law, son?" mother asked looking at Nana who was still shocked by what Ilham's mother said.

"Mother, you're just friends" replied Ilham who noticed Nana's unpleasant look.

"Now a friend somehow someday," he answered taking Nana to the kitchen, while carrying the groceries that had been purchased.

"Sorry dear has brought us to this place," said Ibu Ilham sincerely. Feeling bad because the candidate was invited to the kitchen.

"It's okay, Auntie."

"Not Aunt but Mother. You must call Mom, just like Inspiration," said Mother with a smile.

"Name of Sapphira's mother, you must be Nana right?"

Nana was quite surprised because Ibu Ilham knew her name. Then he nodded.

I don't know who started but their conversation became quite warm, with their hands focused on what they were doing.

They look like a mother and child cooking. The inspiration that was still there was a smile.

"May my prayers be answered Na. I wish you were my makmum" said Ilham staring at Nana from a distance.

Seriate