Diazhani (REVISED)

EPS.38 The Hani Dream Family?

Hani hesitantly received the pile of dress and then wore it one by one. Tamara was really amazed to see Hani who really fit in with all her dress designs.

"You're amazing, Hani baby!" Tamara let out a small scream while hugging Hani gently lovingly.

"Okay, you're wearing that dress tonight!" Tamara.

"But aunt, this is too much for me," Hani felt bad.

But Tamara did not care, she instead offered a pair of beautiful shoes and in line with the dress that Hani wore which was also her design. Likewise with similar bags that are also designed.

Then with a little polishing Hani's face with makeup and styling her black hair with simple but still very elegant.

"Done!" Tamara was excited when she saw the results of thin makeup but looked very suitable on Hani.

Meanwhile Ichal continued to cuss in annoyance as he waited for a long time in the living room.

"Where are the girls?!" ichal is upset.

"Ichaaaal .. mamah is coming," Tamara was really excited that she ran over to Ichal.

"What the hell is it?! Where's hani?!" Ichal is upset with the behavior of his mother who looks childish when his age is no longer young.

"Casual dong, don't get mad mulu. Be prepared not to let your eyes drop when you see Hani," said Tamara.

"What the hell, where's Hani?" ask Ichal impatiently.

"Quiet doooong! Hani baby, get out now!" yelled Tamara with a smile.

"Knowing anything at all, whichever Ha-," Ichal was flabbergasted, his speech cut off as he watched Hani step gracefully towards Ichal and Tamara.

"That's pretty!" Ichal muttered as he continued to look at Hani without blinking.

"That's pretty!" Ichal muttered as he continued to look at Hani without blinking.

"Awas loh Chal, mamah already said carefully his eyes should not be dislodged," Tamara teased her son.

"Ehem!" Hani deliberately cleared his throat to resuscitate Ichal who continued to stare at him without blinking.

"Okay, let's go!" Ichal yelled misbehavior while scratching his nape which was clearly not itchy.

"Just relax Chal, don't be nervous" Tamara again teased her son.

"Well, what papa?" Ichal asked the question in a misbehavior.

Tamara smiled at her son's behavior. "The board said it wanted to go straight there if the meeting was over" Tamara replied.

"Okay, let's go then!" Ichal walked first because he could not feel the heat on his face.

"Because Ichal is really a big tooth, we use a driver only," said Tamara.

Finally, after a long and exciting journey for Ichal and Hani, they arrived at the restaurant they were headed to.

"You guys are on the diem-dieman from earlier?" Tamara finally opened her voice.

"Ah, no papa ko Aunt," Hani replied awkwardly.

"Yes, let's go in!"

Tamara walks first, while Ichal and Hani are still standing sculpting as it becomes very awkward.

"You are so beautiful tonight, Han," Ichal said softly.

Hani's cheeks blushed at Ichal's praise, but from earlier they just fell silent to each other unable to say a word. Only the pounding in his chest cavity accompanied the journey from home to this restaurant.

"Let's go in." Hani asked awkwardly while tucking her hair into her ear.

Ichal complied awkwardly anyway.

There she sat Tamara and Edi her husband.

"You guys really long ago entry, papah already laper nih," said Edi teasing.

"Cih, if laper yes eat first. Why wait," said Ichal Ketus.

"Camsh ... Diaz can't do that!" whisky Hani.

Edi and Tamara look bright smiles at the behavior of the two young people. They also started a long fancy restaurant-style dinner ritual. While occasionally tinged with the ketus attitude of Ichal and Hani who continue to resuscitate Ichal and the two parents who can only laugh watching them. Tamara's birthday dinner went on with joy and happiness.

***

Salsa was still waiting for Barsena on the park bench while occasionally blowing her painful wounds.

"Damn Barsena! He could have messed with me, and I could have followed him too. Shit!" salsa was upset.

"Now where are the boys, gil* my sprain! It was dark in the afternoon, I went home. At best the boy also came home!"

Salsa stood up from her seat, and limped away from the garden. Before long, Barsena came with a bag of white crackles and searched for the existence of Salsa that disappeared from its original place.

"She!!!" barsena shouted to Salsa.

Barsena ran back to find Salsa.

"Where are the kids, but I told you to wait for me first. I've brought wound medicine for him" Barsena murmured.

"Jude, I went back late in the afternoon too. I can run around unclear and free," said Barsena upset.

Barsena rode in her car with a cocky feeling, for some reason she felt an inexplicable feeling.

"Damn! Why do I feel rejected, but I don't do anything!"

He drove his car by continuing to feel the feeling of being upset, angry, disappointed and somehow even he did not understand why it could be like that.

"Great seal! Where else is this? Why don't you bring a car anyway Salsa, so so so dramatic it would be difficult alone right!" salsa said while hitting her own head.

Salsa continued to walk without knowing the direction, until Salsa finally saw there were about 6 people who were gathered at the end of the road. Salsa was thrilled that she might be able to ask him where.

Excitedly while still enduring the pain in his knee Salsa walked over to those people. However, the closer it became clear what the assembled people looked like.

The closer Salsa looked, those people were like thugs. Automatic Salsa stopped his steps, but the people were already aware of the existence of Salsa and not play their pleasure.

"Waaah .. there's a boss prey." a man among them opened his voice with a mischievous smile. While the other five people began to smile mischievously when they saw Salsa who was standing.

"Bikin's got goosebumps!" inner Salsa horrified.

"Dudududu ..," Salsa twisted her body while humming trying to calm herself down so as not to panic.

Salsa slowly stepped up to hear the movement of the people behind her. But clearly those people were also following Salsa. Salsa tried to speed up her steps, even the pain she did not feel now there was only fear in her heart.

The faster Salsa walked, the faster the people behind her followed Salsa. Salsa finally ran as hard as she could, but the girl's steps were too slow compared to the steps of the person following her.

"Toloooooong ...!" Salsa shouted as she continued to run as hard as she could.

However, this road is too empty. Maybe this is the reason why the streets are so crowded, because there are these people gathered here.

Salsa began to gasp and grew more frightened as their distance grew shorter.

Breeeeek!

Someone among the men pulled a short Salsa uniform skirt to shreds.

"Yahoo ... toloooong!!!" Salsa started crying again in fear.

Then the man grabbed Salsa's hand and Salsa could not run anymore. His knees were bleeding a lot from running.

Now the girl could only cry in fear among the six people who surrounded her with mischievous smiles.

"Le-leave me, I beg you." Salsa pleaded while crying in fear.

"Somewhat can, Non. You've entered the kite-kite region, so you have to layanin kite-kite. Aye, right?" a bald man answered Salsa.

He began to poke Salsa's chin, and Salsa continued to rebel and call for help by shouting.

"Free, Non want to scream until the throat veins break as well. This place is quiet and only kite-kite that is in this place, let's start, Non!" the bald man returned to speak.

He touched Salsa's cheek making Salsa roar in fear. His body trembled in fear.

The bald man touched Salsa's clothes and was about to pull her.

"Kyaaaaaa ...!" Salsa screamed in fear.

Diiiii!!!

The sound of the car horn shrinking ears made the people turn towards the sound of the horn and they saw a car traveling at high speed towards him.

Bruk!

The men were hit before they could escape, and the car stopped just inches away from Salsa sitting in a mess.

The person driving the car got out, then rushed over to Salsa who was drowning in shock.

"Sal, aren't you papa?" a familiar voice sounded.

"Barsenaa!" Salsa is back.

"Lo get in the car, wait for me there," Barsena said.

"Damn not to tell me mulu, you if you tell me to wait for sure long huwaaaaaaaa ...!" Salsa roared again while hitting Barsena softly.

Barsena again smiled at the behavior of Salsa who somehow looks cute in his opinion.

"Bad! Dare to interrupt the main moment. You guys attack that guy!" the bald man who seemed to be the leader of the perverted thug plot gave the order.

"Gue promise, this time I won't be long Sal." Barsena then helps Salsa stand intending to help Salsa get into the car.

But Barsena had not had time to enter Salsa into the car, the plot had once managed to hit Barsena's back quite hard.

"Kyaaaaa ..," Salsa screamed in shock at Barsena being hit so hard.

Barsena immediately fell down while Salsa also fell because she could not hold the balance after Barsena who helped her stand also fell down.

"Barsena!" shout Salsa.

"Lo calm down Sal, I'm not a rich weakling you are!" Barsena chuckled then stood up and lashed a hard blow at the person who had just hit her.

"Kyaaaaaa ..," Salsa screamed to see Barsena back at the hit.

Now that Salsa was completely unable to move her body, she was too shocked to the point that her legs could not support her. He's really limp.

"Close your eyes, Sal, don't look at me!" barsena's orders.

"Gue said don't tell me Barsena! Huwaa ...!" salsa Protest.

Strangely, though he protested with what Barsena told him but still he obeyed what Barsena said. Now he sat down and closed his eyes with both palms.

Now Salsa only heard the sound of blows that continued to be heard. Until finally silence, no sound of punches was heard again. However, Salsa was now too afraid to open her eyes.

Now the sound of footsteps approaching him grew closer and closer. Salsa's body again shook violently in fear, imagining that something bad would happen to her. She involuntarily started crying again while keeping her eyes closed.

"Barsena, that's you, right?" Salsa asked in between her sobs with a trembling voice.

But there was no answer, the footsteps were getting closer and closer to him and the cries of fear of Salsa were increasingly heard. His body was completely limp to the point of not strongly shifting the two palms that covered his eyes.