
Another story Alex, another with Ziyyan experienced now. After that he was determined to take Mayra home to the dormitory, not even able to go straight home, but still pass some intense questions from the housekeeper's mother.
"You can call first, Mayra. With you in this way, it's the same as you deliberately breaking the rules of this dormitory."
The guard's mother was still dissatisfied even though Mayra had explained about her late return. Though Ziyyan herself had helped earlier.
"The thing is I missed my phone in the bag, ma'am. It was not possible to bring it, the situation is so precarious." explained Mayra, what it is.
"Where is your bag now?" the guard's mother highlighted Mayra's hand that was carrying nothing.
"Lost at school, Mom. I'll take it to school." Ziyyan chimed in.
"No, Brother. No need." reject Mayra, feel troublesome.
"No papa, Deck. Who knows if something in your bag is important. Hape you, right? PR maybe?"
After getting acquainted at length while in the car, Ziyyan decided to call Mayra with the name of sister. In addition to being the same age as his sister, it also feels funny to call a sister to a cute girl like Mayra.
"That's okay, brother. Tomorrow I have no PR." Mayra's Lies.
"Really?" Ziyyan was still unsure.
Mayra hesitated.
"Ehem!" the sound of the guard mother's silence echoed again.
Ziyyan and Mayra both turned to him.
"Mayra, you're in!" he shouted, which then Mayra could only comply without daring to protest again.
Ziyyan looked compassionately at the girl who got into trouble from helping her sister. Until the girl was gone from sight, Ziyyan was still staring at the trail of the girl's departure.
"Ehem!" The second time the guard's mother cleared her throat again. What are not-don't again sore throat times ya😆
"Are you ready for Mayra?" ask again. Though earlier it was explained that he was the brother of the person whom Mayra helped.
"I-i"
"Mayra's boyfriend, huh?"
"Huh?"
Ziyyan chuckled as she was guessed that way by the guard mother who was slightly filled in.
The mother led Ziyyan to sit on a wooden chair not far from the main entrance of the dormitory.
Then the two of them sat down, still with an intimidating look from the guard mother.
"Mayra is an orphan. He's a smart and obedient son. That's why I was shocked when I saw Mayra who was not as usual. Especially going home with a guy friend."
"Yes, sorry again, Mom."
"So you're not Mayra's boyfriend?"
"No, Mom."
"When you say yes, I'm a little relieved."
"Huh? What do you mean, Mom?" Ziyyan was getting curious about the mother's words that suddenly turned more internal.
"Shortly I see you're quite mature and responsible. If Mayra gets a potential escort like you, am I not happy? Mayra's life has been pretty miserable since childhood. All his closest brothers are equally incapable. Mayra is still on scholarship. So the school is light. He was here while nyambi became a teacher prifat his younger siblings who are not as sinter as he."
The mother told Ziyyan about Mayra. I don't know what his purpose was other than thinking Ziyyan was Mayra's girlfriend. It was certain that Ziyyan's heart was slightly touched upon hearing the girl's life story.
"Mmm, isn't it a rule in dorms not to date, Mom?" ziyyan asked, starting to get more familiar with the mother.
"Yes can't be." he said, in a crisp tone again.
"Trus why do you think I'm Mayra's boyfriend? You want to punish Mayra more, for coming home with a guy?"
"The reason you were I actually understood. Only if not just earlier that there are many residents of this dormitory follow the kayak that Mayra does this."
"Don't rule Mayra's weight, ma'am. Even if it's not negotiable, let me take responsibility."
"What's the responsibility in the first way, hem?"
Ziyyan remained silent. More precisely, it was dead-end. The point is he does not want Mayra to be punished severely. That'sthat's all.
"If I demand that you marry Mayra, how?" said the mother for a moment.
"Huh?"
Ziyyan teeangarah. The mother just stared at him quite sharply.
"Neighbor! What wrong? Out of harassing?" ziyyan protested inwardly.
"But not bad thinking also Mayra became my future wife. It's pretty, cute, sholeha anyway." monologue again. As if forgetting the plan of his father who had betrothed him to a woman named Resty.
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Before Alex drove Resty to his house, the man escorted Ziana first. With the condition of the legs so, it would certainly be a pity if Ziana helped drive Resty home.
Alex's car has entered Ziana's inner courtyard. As soon as she heard the roar of the car from outside, Ara rushed out to see firsthand how Ziana was.
The mother of two children could only stare sadly at the condition of her beloved daughter held by Alex. His sharp eyes began to wail as he did not see his eldest son coming home together.
"Ziyyan where?" ara asked, walking in tandem with Alex who was carrying Ziana's body to enter her room.
"Still noganterin my friend, Mother. The friend who was helping out at the clinic." explained Ziana.
Ara nodded in understanding.
Alex slid Ziana's body down on her bed. Then the man was quick to leave again to immediately drive Resty home.
"Eh, so you have a friend coming?" ask Ara, when Alex has told her.
"Yes, Aunt."
"No, you don't ask to come in, Lex. Auntie wants to know your friend."
"Other times, Tan." Alex refused.
"Not a regular friend, Bun. But it's already a sister-in-law candidate." Ziana chimed in.
Alex could only smash his own fingers right in front of Ziana's face. It felt very anxious to see Ziana who was just grinning. But luckily it was a good prayer for Alex.
"Yes? Is that right, Lex?" look Ara's eyes sparkling.
"Just pray, Auntie" said Alex in the end.
The man could only scratch his own nape as Ara responded with a happy smile.
"Where is he now? Can aunt dong be recognized too?" Ara prepared to leave Ziana's room.
And Alex can only smile wrongly. Want to be prevented has already reached home, it is not prevented it will be embarrassed. Especially if Resty will be surprised.
With a giant step finally Alex came out as well, followed by Ara who also followed behind him.
It looks like Resty is still sitting in the car. In fact, he himself felt no stranger to the building of this house. Like I've been to but I forgot when.
Until he realized that someone was knocking on his car glass repeatedly, the girl began to wake up from her own daydream.
Alex is knocking on his car glass. Then Resty opened the car door.
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