Duda Cool Find a Mate

Chapter 18

I grinned when I heard Aqila's stomach ring, there was a chance to be alone with her.

How else, I always wanted to be close to him. Either for the reason that feeling was able to restrain me. Aqila was an ordinary person in every way.

Her face without makeup seems to have hypnotized me.

Me and Aqila were sitting side by side on the sofa, don't expect her to be able to shift away from me.

I eat with gourmand. A moment to let him be ashamed - ashamed to feed the food in his mouth.

Fucking girls.

Gradually, I could not wait to see him eat with ogah - ogahan like that. Deftly, I thrust a spoon in front of him.

Aqila is a type of dissident girl. He will always be ready to reject my good intentions. There are many reasons he can say.

I got the buzz - the head bobble faced him.

"Eat, or I force," I threatened in the end.

Huh, it takes compulsion to conquer it.

Finally, I bribed the rice into my own mouth and into Aqila's mouth in turn. Until the food was finished in front of us.

There wasn't much conversation when we had lunch.

After cleaning the table, I immediately glanced at the clock.

"We're ready - ready to go" I said briefly.

Aqila momentarily gawked, looking at me with an inexplicable look.

"We went to my mother's house" I said again.

"But-" Aqila scanned her own appearance.

Jeans, sweatshirts with a special jacket cover ojek online that is still attached to the body. Do not forget the flip flops that are used as footwear around the metropolitan city.

I took a long and heavy breath. My standard this time is completely different.

I didn't say anything more, choosing to clean up my desk. Entering files needed to continue work from home.

Apparently, Aqila was still unmoved on the sofa. Like thinking hard.

"Don't try to escape, Aqila," I told him.

"Ti - no. But ... I'm ashamed my clothes don't fit. We cancel today, yes," said Aqila hesitated - doubtful.

I'm pissed off. Then said in a softer tone, "You take it easy."

"I just--"

"Where did the brave Aqila go" as quickly as Aqila continued her words.

"It's different, David. We'll meet your mama. Yourparents. There's no way I'd dare to show myself with this appearance" Aqila explained in a higher voice.

"Isn't that you, why shame?" ketus.

Aqila clucked, then said sternly, "I am not ashamed of my own circumstances. I'm just embarrassed for not wearing proper clothes. After all, dressing neatly in honor of others doesn't matter, does it?"

"Yes, especially if it's a prospective in-law. Yeah, right?" I blinked my eyes intending to tease her.

Aqila blicked her lips, no longer answering my words.

"Come on! Do I need to carry it?" I asked when I saw Aqila who had not yet moved from the sofa.

"No need" he said quickly and then immediately got up from the sofa.

Aqila followed me, I let her out first from my study. After that, I closed the high door.

After ordering to the office trust lady, I immediately stepped out of this building. Along with Aqila.

At first Aqila kept her distance as she walked with me, but I couldn't wait to see her adorable manner.

I also held Aqila's hand which turned cold.

"Hey, are you nervous?" many spontaneous.

Aqila hit my shoulder tight.

"Eat him do not carelessly talk," ketus Aqila fierce.

I immediately pulled his hand to get to the car, then drove the four-wheeled vehicle to the salon.

Aqila's appearance should be slightly restyled.

"Why are we here?" aqila asked confusedly.

I didn't answer, choosing to speak to the employee saying what I should say. After the employee nodded in understanding, I immediately asked him to bring Aqila.

Whatever you want to flap. It should look beautiful and charming.

The ringing of the phone distracts me who is reading - read the incoming email. Mama called.

"Yes, Ma?"

"Where are you, what time is it here?" ask Mama ketus.

"Yes, be a little more Mama Darling" I said softly.

"Be aware that it's not so," threatened Mama.

"So, take it easy" I said.

"OKAY. Mama wait, yes" replied Mama and decided on a call.

I exhaled a rough breath, unable to be evaded. My failure to build a household in the past had a huge impact on my mother. The woman who had given birth to me was always was - was if in the future I would experience the same failure.

an hour waiting for Aqila to finally come out also from the special room.

For a moment I was stunned to see the woman before me, not because it had turned into an extraterrestrial or something like that, but because Aqila now looked graceful and charming. He looked perfect without any gaps. Except when walking.

I giggled amusedly at Aqila who was walking with limped steps.

"Wear flip-flops only, yes ...," he said full of requests.

I laughed out loud looking at her face with an adorable expression.

I stepped wide towards Aqila to hug her tightly.

I can feel Aqila's body stiffening.

"Shame, David," hissed Aqila sharply.

I let go of the embrace of not wanting to make this beautiful woman angry. It can - it can, in vain - just the time I used to wait for him just now if it breaks in an instant.

"It's altitude, I'm having trouble walking, David," he said.

I gave the code to the employee to replace Aqila's shoes.

No need to wait long until the employee gives me what I ask for.

I squatted down to change Aqila's shoes.

"OKAY. Beautiful," my praise is sincere.

I could see clearly Aqila's face was red, embarrassed or angry. I choose the shy reaction - the shame of meow.

"Thank you" said Aqila Lirih.

"Same - same," I whispered right in his ear.

Not wanting to make Mama wait more with worry at home, I immediately embrace Aqila's shoulder to take her out of this building.

"Come on! we've been waiting for mama," asked me slowly who was replied to a weak nod by this woman beside me.

As a queen, I opened the car door for her. Don't forget to put a seatbelt in before I turn around the front of the car to sit in the seat behind the wheel.

I glanced for a moment at Aqila and then drove this vehicle on the road to the house. With a thumping feeling, but fun I drive.

Every now and then my gaze glanced sideways to confirm Aqila's state. He was forced, nervous or resigned. There was no talk in the car, only heavy breathing between us.

I was thinking too much about what would happen later so that my tongue was confused to just say a word - stale in order to relieve the tension between us.

Aqila continued to look to the side of the window, like deliberately avoiding my gaze.

Until the car stopped in the spacious yard of the mother's house.