Dad For Aisyah

Love plays.

"Plac!"

The clapping of Midah's hand over Nanta's shoulder surprised the master. Nanta turned his eyes away feeling embarrassed to be caught off guard had been amazed to look at the face of Medah.

"Just hit it until the bonyok" said Nanta got up from his seat, then went out and ordered a taxi. It is impossible for Ananta to piggyback on Medah with a look like this. His power will certainly be damaged and in vain exposed to the helmet. If you know this when leaving earlier, Nanta chose to bring a car.

"What are we waiting for?" Tanya Medah, because Nanta is still composing at the mobile phone, not also leaving.

"Waiting for a taxi" Nanta replied unwilling to turn his head to Madah. Nanta is worried about drifting away and eventually drowns in love. Without Nanta knowing he was already in that position.

"Her motorcycle?" Tanya Medah, turn in front of Nanta.

Nanta stays down. "Let's just here, I'll take it in the afternoon"

"Open..."

"Tongue!"

The two looked at each other when Madah was upset that was spoken to did not want to look at him. Mida pinched Nanta's arm. Of course Nanta was surprised because he felt his hands hot and sore. The four eyes meet again, Nanta bak drugged by the tomboy's appearance.

Feeling at the notice of Madah also melengos.

Tin tin tiiin...

Taxis came and in the end they took a taxi leaving the motorbike at that place.

PoV Sumidah's.

Crazy, Crazy. For the money of why I went crazy like this guy next to me. Why should I lie? If you do not want to be betrothed, just refuse the match. Why should you also involve me in her love play.

"Tomboy.. later when we get home, you have to want me to take ya" pinta Nanta silly.

"Relieve it! Not muhrim!" Ketus. It's nice this guy, although I'm a tomboy and my friend is mostly a guy I don't want to be held by a guy.

"I don't want to, this is a package of work that you have to do Madah" he said somehow when he called me Madah sounded strange in the ear. It's better to hear when I call me a tomboy.

Huh! Because of this man I have committed many sins. I have to lie, hold on to it, and I don't know how many more lies I'm going to do during this half-day. O Allah. forgive your servant.

"Oh yes, Madah. during the time in front of Mama, I will always call you dear, and you must call me Mas" he said.

"What?!" my voice echoed in the car. I looked in the rearview mirror as the taxi driver smiled, maybe the middle-aged man felt strange seeing our silliness.

"Slow down your voice don't be like a toak" he said near the ear making me shiver, because we were both sitting in the middle seat.

"When you get home you have to be polite in front of Mama, you don't have to talk as loudly as you do now" he said in a commanding tone.

What is said is true, but how can I behave as I am not myself, and be full of pretenses? Well..there was no other choice but to follow the scenario he had already made. Itung-itung I learned to be polite, if later I became a rich woman and should be able to blend with socialite groups. Hahaha.I laughed in my heart, my dream is heights.

Although I work to help Non Moon, the gentle and classy lady. Women who always uphold ethics in behavior. But why can't I learn so much from him. Non-Month accepts me as I am. That's what makes me feel good about working with him.

"We have reached tomboy." said Nanta, surprising my daydream.

We arrived in front of the two-story house, although not as big as Mr. Tara's, but still quite luxurious.

When Nanta's open cab took my hand. Since this is part of the 5 million wage I will receive later, this time I can't refuse any more even if at heart this is contradictory.

"Remember tomboy.follow my advice, if you break one of my orders your wages I cut 10 percent off every one violation," he said lightly. My hands itch like I want to poke this man but this time I have to give up.

He knocked on the door of the house, I noticed that the surroundings were very quiet, no different in the Non Moon residence.

Check it!

"Oh... Den Nanta, enter Den... Non.." said the woman about 40 years old nodding his head manly in front of me. I returned a smile and a nod before Nanta finally took my hand into the house following the woman called Nanta aunty.

From a distance I caught two women talking with a smile. The older woman is definitely Zarina's mistress, even though I haven't seen her for a long time I still remember her face.

While the other woman. O Allah. indeed Your creation is amazingly beautiful, mirib with the woman who became the wife of Brother Abu. Only difference is this woman is not hijab.

When we take a few steps we approach both. The man beside me wrapped his hand around my shoulder. I think I'd like to brush off that hand, if it wasn't for me having to be professional at work.

"Assalamualaikum.." said Nanta.

"Waalaikumsalam.." The two women turned towards us.

"Nanta.." said Zarina, looking at me.

"Mama, this is the woman I promised Mama. This is Madah my future wife Ma" said Nanta this man is very good at acting.

"Tante.." I shook the hand of Madame Zarina who was still looking at me. Could the madam recognize me?

I stick his hand on the nose, of course the fragrant aroma is striking.

"Oh. please sit down" he said, putting his butt back on.

I looked at the beautiful woman from the moment I looked at me dislike. I held out my hand before I sat down to shake my hand. But apparently this woman seemed hesitant.

"Nanta.. this is Amelia.. introduce you guys do not know each other right.." madam Zarina broke the silence.

"Mas..introduce, I'm Lia..." The woman, named Amelia, smiled sweetly holding the palm of Nanta's hand which she placed on her knees shaking it, although there was no response.

I noticed Nanta pulling his hands rough. But the woman was not angry just sitting next to Nanta who I should have occupied.

Thank God, I felt relieved, without having to hug the man.

My gaze turned to look at Madam Zarina looking uneasy no matter what she thought. I felt guilty for the woman older than Ambu because I had conspired with her son to lie to her.

"Excuse me Auntie.." I nodded, aiming to be allowed to sit next to her, the former Amelia.

"Oh yeah.. Sit down, son"

"Thank you, Auntie..."

"Where do you live?" Ask lady Zarina. If only he had known that I was just a babysitter, would he have greeted me this softly.

"I..."

"Darling..please get me a drink of water in the dispenser yes..." Nanta Pinta. Maybe he knew because I was confused to give an answer, intending to save me.

"Okay Mas.." I quickly moved on, but the woman also moved, suddenly walking beside me. "Let me get you a drink for my future husband!" Ketus.

...Seriate....