Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek

Chapter 42

Alby

I've been home since half an hour. My mind is still wandering with what happened with Amara earlier. How could I be so crazy!

"Jang, magrib! Even daydreaming!", Mak escorted Nabil to me. I was in Papa Tama's office.

"Don't daydream, Mom! Here baby, same papa!", Nabil approached me and sat on my lap.

"Mr...!"

"Naon Jang?"

"Febri ngundang us to his son's aqiqah event. Wanna come mak?",tanyaku. Suppose Mak doesn't want to, I can come there myself.

"When?"

"Bada magrib is Mak."

Mak Titin seemed to think for a moment.

"Mak hasn't bought Jang any gifts yet."

"Later to buy on the road, that's if Mak wants to come along."

"Yes, my mom is coming. But Mila's tea is not. She's not feeling well anymore."

"It's nothing, Mom."

Azan magrib. We prepare for the congregational magrib prayer I rarely go home at this sesore hour.

We're all getting ready. Mang Sapto is taking the car this time.

"Come to the supermarket!"

"Yes, by!", said Mang Sapto.

The four of us walked to the supermarket. Sapto and I just followed Mak who was shopping for gifts for Febri's children.

"Make a choice, yes, in temenin mang sapto. Nabil wants to sit there with papa, do you go with grandma?"

"Just like papa!", replied Nabil. Mang Sapto accompanied Mak who shopped the needs of the kitchen. He pushed Mak's grocery cart.

"Father!"

"Yes baby?"

"Where are we going?", asked Nabil in his lisp. Suddenly there was a man sitting beside me. He seemed to be asking me permission. I just nodded to let him.

"You go to Febri's house, look at the baby twins!"

"What's the twin?"

"Twin is like baby!"

"Papa's twins?"

I was confused to explain to my boy. If confirmed, my answer would be misleading. If you answer, right? Tau ah confused.

"Eum, Nabil won't buy anything?", I switched Nabil's conversation.

''Ngga, Pa!", he shook his head. I was busy alone with Nabil, next to me busy with his phone.

(English speaking only)

[How? Have you found out who the man close to Amara is?]

The deg!

I immediately looked at him. Although I don't speak English yet, but I know what they're talking about. It's just that I'm having a little trouble returning their words, answering for example.

[How long have you been looking for such information?]

[.....]

[....]

[Send that address]

After that, the bule man hung up his phone. He glanced at me while smiling faintly. I nodded slowly too. After him he stood up.

"Lieutenant Seto!", call the person suddenly. When I looked around, it was true that it was Seto and Naya. How could this bule man know Seto?

"Doctor Frans?", said Seto. He and Naya approached our bench.

"Lho, Alby?", said Seto to me. I nodded and smiled thinly.

"Eum, doctor Frans here?"

"Yes, you speak Indo language only Seto. I'm starting to know!" said Frans.

"Oh, yes Doc! Doctor Frans is on vacation to Indonesia?", asked Seto experienced Frans.

"Yes. It could be like that. But I'm here because there's something!"

"What's wrong?", asked Seto.

"I want Amara to come back to me!", replied Frans.

I immediately turned to that handsome Bule. So, the same Amara?!!!

"Oh!", Seto only has 'oh.

"I met him at his company this afternoon. But ... she refused my presence . Can you help me get back close to me?", asked Frans to Seto. Seto glanced at me. Does he know that I and Amara....

So, is Frans Amara's ex-lover? Why did he say he wanted Amara back?

"So doctor Frans has arrived at his office, meaning you know that Amara has not worked one more office with me, right? Frankly I have rarely met Amara since she left our agency."

"But..you know Seto, who is the man who is now close to him?"

Seto glanced at me again.

"No. I don't know doctor Frans."

My mom called me because she's done shopping. I also excuse Seto and Naya, and the handsome boule that Seto panggi Frans doctor.

On travel....

"Seto's son wants to marry Naya, Jang?"

"Human? God willing, it is Mak."

"Udah through azan isya mak. We're really late. It's stuck again", I complained.

"Ngga anything late. Than not coming. Seto was still there with Naya."

"The power to use Mak's motorbike, the most they have also arrived."

Around eight o'clock, our car was already in Febri's yard. The atmosphere is not too crowded.

On the terrace, there was his father Febri and lek Sarman who were talking.

"Assalamualaikum!", Mak and I saluted.

"Halaikumsalam!", answered the two of them. If his father Febri saw the land, inversely proportional to Lek Sarman. That guy still harbors hatred for me?

"Pak Sarman!", said Mak to his former besi. Lek Sarman just smiled forcedly.

"Please go in, ma'am, son of Alby!", said Mr. Bambang.

"Thank you, sir!", I said. Me and Mak and Nabil returned to say hello as they entered the house.

The people who were inside answered my greetings, not least Amara who sat near Bia.

Is she here???? Mumbles.