BIAS & ZEE ROMANCE

FARAH'S ASSUMPTION

..."The mother's job was to keep her rose untouched!" (Farah)🥀...

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The sky began to darken as the sun began to shy away from the moon. He chose to pull over and let the moon be the only one that adorned the sky. The sun understands the moon as well as the moon makes her the only queen during the day.

Bias came out of the gate with his big motor after seeing the school start to quiet. Even Johan who usually came out with him had already disappeared. Bias took a steering wheel to the left and was shocked to see something.

The girl in sports pants chime navy t-shirts caught her net walking on the sidewalk away from school. Not only the presence of the girl who made the Netra Bias rounded, but something behind the girl's pants that made Bias instantly speed up the speed of the motor.

"City ... Zee ...." Bias continued to call the girl who still did not respond to her call, until a while after Zee turned her head.

"Ka-kak why iku-tin I la-gi. I-I went home alone a-ja, Ka-k," Zee spontaneously threw.

"Zee, i-tu!"

Zee was unmoved, he was a bit confused about Bias's intentions.

"Celana lo, Zee!"

"Huhuh?" Zee who was aware all day his stomach was not good and it seems like someone had indeed forced out since then and suspected only whiteness now he tilted his face looking at the back of his sports pants. Zee instantly turned around, he was embarrassed the translucent red stain was visible by Bias.

"Ka-k, how's i-ni?" lirih Zee afterwards with a panicked face.

"Yaudah let's ride my anter!"

"No-no, Brother!"

"Well, you want everyone to buy you?"

"Nan-ti seat mo-tor Ka-kak co-tor."

Bias shook her head, it turned out that Zee was thinking about the bike.

"Something will be cleaned up! Come aboard!" Zee is still shaking.

"Let's not be stubborn, your house is still far away. Let's go up!"

"Ta-pi, Ka-k?"

"Dam!"

Hearing the tone of Bias's voice rising, Zee finally complied, slowly he climbed the motor with the high back seat.

"Are you ready?"

"Su-dah, Brother." Seeing the condition of Zee like that, Bias decided to pass the mosque where he used to stop by to perform his magrib worship, he wanted to make Zee quickly get home. The conscious bias of such a condition must be uncomfortable for Zee.

Just half way, Bias felt something that continued to hit the helmet he was wearing, until he realized something.

"City ... Zee ...."

"Hmm?"

"Zee, are you sleepy?" Bias continued to shout, her voice indeed sounded faintly inferior to the gusts of wind that greeted.

"Y-yeah, Ka-k."

"Conscious! Don't get sleepy, the danger of sleeping on the bike!" yell Bias again.

"I-yes, Brother." Zee yelled yes, but again Bias felt the impact on his helmet.

Hah ni son, could-can he sleepy, klo happen anything I also bothered.

"City ... Zee ...!" Bias tried to call Zee again no response, even the impact on his helmet more and more often.

Huhc ...

Bias let out a rough breath after directing one hand back, he looked for Zee's hand and pulled the hand to hold his body, Bias pulled one other hand as well. Now a pair of hands Zee held Bias in his stomach wrapped in a white shirt.

Zee ... Zee .. lo ngerepotin really, if not lo one of the participants of the race I think twice ngalakuin this.

Sorry Yang, I had to let my body hugged another girl.

A while passed, the quiet Bias finally reached the residential area of Zee's house. Zee's home area does look lonely after the Maghrib, each family more filling activities in the house with their children. The youth who hung out also transferred the head of RT following pencak silat activities, as a result the condition of the settlement seemed comfortable and quiet, very suitable as a place to rest.

Bias still circulates to stop the speed of his motor when a shout leads to him.

"You who? Why is the princess the same as you? And i-ni ... why does my son Zee not realize this? Get off! Get off! What have you done to my son!" Farah uncontrollably sees the unconscious Zee and comfortably clutches the man in front of her Farah spontaneously thinking negatively. He kept hitting Bias on the shoulder.

"Tante .. hold Aunty, it's not like you think!"

"Brazed, already caught red-handed still nagging you! Zee wakes up Zee, wake up, kid!" Farah shook Zee's shoulder until it slowly opened.

"Th-bu ... Uh ...." Zee is confused as to what happened.

Why is there a mother? Where am I? Brother Bias? Why am I hugging Bias?

Zee instantly rewinded his body, he looked at Farah's netra which was pointing at him furiously.

"Well, now that my son is conscious, can't give up on you anymore. Open that helmet! Don't you talk about it."

Bias shook her head slowly, she opened the helmet after. In addition to Bias appreciating the older woman in front of him, he also wanted to explain the real matter. Farah was stunned at a glance to see the handsome face that was with her daughter, but she immediately turned her eyes, Farah did not want to make a big head bias.

After speaking with Bias, Farah faced towards Zee.

"You're also why Zee, hunt down!"

"Eh i-yeah, Buu." Quickly Zee got off the big bike Bias, he who remembered the stain on his pants immediately noticed the seat he had just dropped down.

"Ka-k, it's Ka-kak ja-di ko-tor."

"I told you gpp!"

"What are you two talking about? Zee, replied the mother, where have you been with her? Is he a macem-macem with you?" gusar Farah's.

"What the hell is i-bu, Zee g-pp really. This is Bi-as brother Basket, Zee, he helped Zee, Buu. Zee was translucent and brother Bias anter Zee let's not ma-lu on the road." Zee tried to explain.

"Keep why use a hugging event on the bike?" Farah looked at Zee's face and Bias alternately.

"That's me no-u either, Buu!"

"How do you not know?" Farah was now staring at Bias.

"Lo was sleepy on that bike, Zee. Sorry I took your hand earlier, all just so you don't fall!"

"Aren't you looking for a chance with my son?" Farah rounded her eyes asking Bias.

"No, Buu," Bias said. Farah looked at Bias now from top to bottom.

He looks honest, he looks like a good boy, his face is handsome.

"Well, since Zee has arrived, I'm sorry, Buu!"

"Where are you going?" sela Farah, presumably Farah realized Zee had stolen a glance at the man before her.

"Pamit go home, Buu. I have to pursue Maghrib prayer."

"You haven't prayed?" Bias shaking.

"Duhh how the hell, 10 minutes more adzan isya you know, let's pray at Zee's house!"

"Eh, ja-ngan, Buu," said Zee quickly.

"Lho are you why Zee. Mother invited him. Pray at home, son!"

"No need, Auntie. Next time."

Farah saw the Bias motor at a glance and assumed it herself. "Yes, our house is simple. You must have stopped by our hut."

"Eh, that's not it, Buu_____

"If not, do you want dong to stop by Zee's house?"

Ihh ... mother, what the hell??

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