BIAS & ZEE ROMANCE

THE FACE IS FOREIGN

Five days passed already from the last Bias to take Zee home. The bias that forced us to drive until Zee's house was arrested. Zee felt the need to talk first to his mother and father just brought Bias. Zee feels both her parents would be shocked if Bias suddenly appears to declare herself as her lover.

During those 5 days, Zee secretly always met Bias. After Maghrib, after Bias' office always waiting for Zee in the alley of his house, he took Zee around like he did tonight. After the two were satisfied to go around, Bias pulled over his motorbike at a meatball shop. Bias is indeed lately happy to bring his ducati. Now the two seem to eat meatballs while telling each other about the activities of the day.

Bias slowly began to enter Zee into his heart, he now realized that always imagined the past is not good, he must rise and organize his life forward. The cheerfulness and sincerity of Zee's taste when with him makes Bias comfortable. Bias realizes Zee is a good girl, she gets love from Zee, the love of the opposite sex who has only been attached to Nasya who in fact has married and will give birth to her second child as well.

Bias looked at Zee who looked voraciously stuffed a meatball into her mouth. Zee realizes the problem is not over as long as Johan has not returned and he reveals everything. But Bias's statement that will fight for the two's relationship puts Zee at ease.

A while passed, Bias bowl was empty, while waiting for Zee to finish his meal he seemed to pull over sucking the tobacco scroll in hand while staring at that face. The face of the girl he should always remember from this moment on. Now Bias approached to see Zee had finished his meal.

Bias immediately grabbed the fingers. "Tomorrow bang Jo came home, how are you feeling?" ask Bias.

"It's normal!"

"What time does he usually go home? Should we talk in your house or outside?"

"Outside."

"Ja-di?___

"I'll have bang Jo come somewhere and we'll wait for him there!" said Zee did not take off his biased gaze.

"It's so good."

"But big brother ka-n is as serious as me?"

"If I wasn't serious, would you go back the same bang Jo?"

"Y-yes, maybe." Zee looked down, not liking to imagine that.

"I'm serious! You stay by my side!" The smile was drawn. Zee happy.

"It's 8, we're home! Today please don't forbid me to stop by your house."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously! You also can't always talk about us with mom?" Zee slowly nodded.

"I can't be forever like a thief, picking you up hiding in an alley, I don't like that! I want to know your family too!" Zee nodded. He smiled looking at Bias afterwards.

"But my relationship and Jo's bang is not over yet!" said Zee afterwards.

"It's done!"

After buying sweet martabak to take to Zee's house. Now Ducati Bias is starting to lead to the house. Because their distance is not far, 10 minutes Ducati Bias has been parked in front of Zee's modest house. Farid's bike is not there yet, indicating he has not returned. Zee and Bias are standing right now at the door, both of them staring at each other before Zee finally opens the door and says hello.

Hearing Zee's greeting, Zaa and Joy immediately approached.

"What did Zee bring?"

"Martabak."

"Yeah ... Did Jo bring this? Brother Jo knows Zaa's favorite!"

"I miss Jo too. Wanna play basketball again with Jo!" Joy chimed in on Zaa's words. The two headed towards the door and were shocked by the other figure standing there. Both bodies instantly regress the body. Although they had met before, but it was all a long time ago and they seemed to have forgotten the bias.

"Zaa forgot about Bias? This is Brother Bias Zee's friend who used to play." Zee tries to familiarize Zaa and Bias. Zaa seemed to be starting to remember, he looked timid in front of Bias.

"Sir Zee why go with this sister? Brother Jo's girlfriend!" Joy who is now starting to grow up and sit on the bench 1st SMP throws a word that makes Zee and Bias confused. The two look at each other.

"Come in, brother! I'll call mom first." Bias nodded doubtfully, she sat in the living room. His heart began to flail, only to see Joy's reaction he felt it would be difficult to shift the position of Johan who was so familiar with the members of the Zee family.

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"Who are you coming with?" Farah's tone of voice rose to hear the name that Zee had thrown. Farah seemed to want to make sure again what she heard.

"Sir Bias, Mum."

"Zee, don't tell me as long as Johan goes you're playing behind with Bias! Remember Johan's kindness to our family, Zee! And Bias! Why did he suddenly come and want to be close to you? Because she knows you are beautiful!" Farah shook her head, she was afraid that all her assumptions were correct.

"Bu__ Zee and sister Bias sa-ling sa-yang!"

"Zee, quiet! I don't want to hear this nonsense anymore! Bias used to not look at you at all, son! How could you easily melt this way! Where's your self-esteem, huh!"

"Mom, please melanin a little mother's voice, later brother Bias hear!"

"So much do you care how biased you feel, Zee? But you forgot Jo-han's feelings!" lirih Farah did not end up thinking with the thought of her daughter. He seemed to be sitting on the edge of the bed. Farah is confused what if Johan knows everything. Johan was so serious and sincere to Zee and her family all along.

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The house was so simple that Farah's voice caught the hearing of everyone in the house. Zaa who was sitting in the living room with Bias immediately ran to Joy's room hearing her mother scolding her brother. Bias is no less restless. If he could, he wanted to go into Farah's room and help Zee talk, but given his modesty, he now just fell silent and prayed that Zee could convince his mother.

The middle-aged man just got home. It was Farid who after parking his tail motorbike, glanced at the first ducati he saw parked in his yard. The soft greeting did not get the approval because Bias was flinching with her brain thinking. Farid passed through the open door of the house, he turned to the living room surprised that there was a man there.

Farid's chest was momentarily tight, the side of the man sitting in his house reminded him of someone. He took a breath, making sure all his wishful thinking, there was no way the person in his brain was inside his house.

"Excuse me!" lugas Farid made Bias instantly turn his head.

"Who are you looking for?" say Bias on Farid. Bias never knew about Zee's father. He who had been to the house a few years ago only found Farah and Zee's two sisters, Bias did not think the newly arrived man was Zee's father.

"Lho, who are you? This is my house!" farid firmly made Bias instantly stand up.

"Omm?"

Seeing that the man was Zee's age, Farid began to assume. "You're Zee's friend?"

"Y-yeah, Om!" Farid.

"I'm Zee's father!"

"Oh, ma-af I thought Om was a stranger. Introduce me Bi-as, Om."

Farid rewinded his body, the name was familiar. He recalled his conjecture a moment ago when he saw Bias from the side. Farid stared at the appearance of Bias from top to bottom and took a breath. Farid touched his chest and seemed limp until the body collapsed onto the sofa.

"Np ... Om why?"

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