
So panicked Ani did not have time to pay attention to how the house Zainal. Once inside the house, Zainal asked him to take off his flip-flops and then thrust the soft and soft home sandals to wear.
Ani bengong looked at the state of Zainal's house. The house is very large and magnificent. Very elegant even though viewed from various sides. The right lighting with modern international designs and ornaments makes every eye will feel at home for a long time staring at it.
Ani swept her gaze in all directions. Comparing his home to the house he was currently stepping on. He swallowed his saliva because now he only realized that Zainal was indeed a rich man. He felt very different from Zainal, not as strong as his name, his mind.
"Let's go in" , Zainal could see Ani's face was more tense than before.
"Nobody is....?".
"She... Come on in!".
"Just go home yuk.!", Ani is getting excited.
"Well...? why did you come home?".
"But mas....??"
Zainal was forced to hold Ani's shoulder from behind because he did not want to move and slightly pushed her forward so that Ani would walk.
Although his heart mobat mabit but he followed Zainal's hand movements that pushed his shoulders then sat him on a beautiful sofa, smooth, soft, tender maybe even affection if it should be occupied.
"Wait a minute I'll call papa Mama first..!"
Ani is not willing to say anything it just nods while *****-******* its fingers. He saw a large and long table in front of him filled with various pastries in beautiful jars.
A waiter brought drinks and fruits in a fruit plate and then allowed the master's guest to enjoy it.
"Thank you." Ani said with a smile. Then he murmured quietly"hufft.. I am a doctor who should be able to handle this kind of anxiety .....Lahaula wa la quwwata Illa Billah.....".
"This is yes.." the voice of an aged man shocked Ani who was neutralizing her thoughts. He stood up and put his hands together in front of his stomach. He stood waiting for the man who was the same age as his father to walk over.
Zainal walked behind a warm-looking figure with a large tall body as tall as Zainal. The man greeted Ani while introducing himself
"I am Zainal's spoiled father" he said.
Ani then accepted the position of the boyfriend's parents by slightly bending her body even though she knew it was not allowed.
"pa.... Why bad-mouthing your own child?" zainal said while sitting next to Ani who was still standing.
A woman who still looked beautiful at her age came from inside the house while staring at Ani from top to bottom.
"It's my mama at.." said Zainal later. Ani gave a smile extending her hand asking for a handshake at a mother who greeted her with a cold face. Ani kissed the woman's hand long enough. He found a mother after a long time being an orphan.
"Ehm.." the woman cleared her throat and pulled her hand to deny her heart which was also touched by the treatment of the girl in front of her.
"Look easy, son....! think of it as your own home" the father who saw the awkwardness of the girl tried to melt the atmosphere. "How's dirman doing?. Have I not seen him for a long time?" ask the father after everyone sits facing each other
"Yes, thank God, my father is healthy sir"
"That's.anu Ma'am, that father was actually my uncle. My real father died a long time ago". Ani looked at the woman whose voice sounded faintly timid.
"An orphan?"
"L-yes..."
"Ma..", Zainal interrupts between the two so that things can run conducive.
"Be quiet Zen!", snapped his mother.
"Then mother?", asked the mother again.
"My mother died a long time ago"
"An orphan?", he insisted.
"Yes.., right ma'am...". Ani stuttered to answer.
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-five". Ani began to feel uncomfortable because she was like being interrogated in front of the police.
"Zein ... Mama wants to talk!"
The mother immediately went from her seat to the dining room and Zainal followed her from behind after previously asking Ani to relax and enjoy the dishes on the table.
"What the hell ma?", Zainal knew his mother would not agree because from earlier could not be friendly to Ani.
Her mother was a stubborn person and could not hide her feelings. If you like it will be seen on his face and if you don't like everyone can also see and feel it.
"You've heard for yourself that he's an orphan his age is also older than you"
"No problem, is it?"
"Don't he just want to morotin you! "
"I'm sure it's not like that, ma'am. I know his family".
"You've only been a few months. It could have been Zein...!"
"We also know Mr. Dirman long, right mah? He's always been honest with us...."
"Yes... Maybe, right? It could be that he moved his son to be able to get even greater benefits"
"I guarantee it is wrong and also. mama's presumption is too excessive..."
"Just like Mama doesn't agree, you're Zain's only son. I don't want you to choose wrong"