FRIEND OR HUSBAND

Dream Son-in-law

Asyafa shook his shoulders, feeling strange with himself every time he was near the Rayhan Lecturer, his heart was always beating violently, as soon as his body felt a heat, which could not be expressed in words.

"Why am I, what is this feeling? Am I in love with her, huh..? It doesn't seem to be happening!" The girl tried to shake her mind.

Lecturer Rayhan is leaving, trying to neutralize his thoughts! Which inexplicably, like there's an urge to do things out of his control. Everywhere near the girl, there was always a hard feeling on the edge. His smile, his anger, his ego towards the girl felt different.

"I think I like it." Bathin Rayhan.

"Heem.. Do you want to go home now?" Rayhan asked, who suddenly scattered the girl's daydream.

"Yes, I want to go home sir!" Yells bumbling.

"Well, let me drive you home!" Get Rayhan excited.

"E. don't be sir, it'll be a hassle! I'll just take the taxi sir." Reject Ashafa a little embarrassed.

"Don't sing about donk! I'm your future husband, when he I let you go home alone." Rayhan smiled sweetly.

"You must be hungry, right? We'll find food first." Get Rayhan happy.

"Good, Sir!" Sahut's short.

The two left the Rayhan Lecturer's room towards the parking lot. Rayhan opens the car door for the girl, then the girl gets into the car and immediately installs her seatbelt. He was afraid of happening like the other day, which the Lecturer did. The distance was so close that he could hardly breathe.

Lecturer Rayhan got in the car, then put up his seatbelt. When he saw the girl had already put up her own seatbelt, he immediately scrunched his forehead.

"Was she ready, Miss?" Ask Rayhan.

"Yes, Sir! As you can see." Although nervous, the girl remained calm.

Rayhan started to run the car at moderate speed, while occasionally glancing towards the girl. She was confused by his heart, but not long ago she knew the girl.

"Why strange feelings always appear, even though in the car even though I feel the unexpected. But I'll try to pull it off." Bathinya.

"Where do you want to eat, miss?" Ask while staying focused on driving.

"Eat at home sir! I don't seem to be feeling well, a little dizzy." Answer weakly.

Rayhan immediately drove his car to the side of the road, then stopped. Suddenly he was about to extend his hand towards Ashafa, but was immediately restrained by his hand. Their eyes flashed for a few seconds, swept away with a sighing feeling, the heat burst forth, again and again every time they came into physical contact.

"B.. What do you want?" Asyafa asked, shaking off the turbulent taste within his chest. While releasing the hand that had been holding Rayhan's hand.

"I want to check your forehead, hot or not? That's all, don't think bawdy!" Ketus answer.

"A. I'm a little dizzy sir!" Obviously not losing.

"Well, we go straight home." Rayhan drove his car back.

The girl, nodding her fist.

Rayhan stopped right in front of Ashafa's house yesterday and he asked.

"Where else is Miss?"

"Hey... ! Still straight sir! There'll be a little alley, turn left sir." The girl answered clearly.

"really? This one ain't lying, is it? Ask smirked.

"Yes, Sir! This one really, don't start again sir." Replied annoyed.

"Okay, don't rent dong, it will be beautiful to fade!" Canda Rayhan's.

Rayhan started to run his car, and stopped right in front of the gate of the girl's house, after the girl pointed towards her house. He was a little amazed, with the towering fence of the house, which opened automatically. Getting inside, he saw a yard full of flowers, which were neatly arranged and clean. He parked his car in the garage.

"Sir.. You want to get down?" Get Ashafa polite.

"Yes, your house is very comfortable, I feel hypnotized, see the flowers in the garden of your house are neat and clean." Rayhan was amazed.

"That's all the mothers who take care of, helped by the gardener here. I love flowers and gardens." Ashafa.

"Ooh. deserve to be as beautiful and as comfortable as that!" He smiled sweetly.

They entered the house, which was welcomed by the housekeeper. As usual, Asyafa put his sling bag in the hand of Mbo Ijah, and look for the whereabouts of his mother.

"Mother in Non's family room is watching TV like her."

"Please make a drink for my friend Mbo, thank you."

"Non Good." Said Mbo Ijah while nodding small.

"Good day Aden, what drink does Aden make? Cold or warm? Juice or coffee Aden?" Ask Mbo Ijah.

"Siang is also Mbo! Don't bother Mbo. Just warm water, thank you." Rayhan said.

"Good Aden. I'll get it for a second."

Mbo Ijah prepared two glasses of warm water, and a cake snack from the kitchen. As well as apples that have been cut, the favorite of the young Miss. Then at Taru on the guest table.

"Please drink Aden, and eat the snack." The Pinta Mbo Ijah.

"Yes, Mbo, thank you."

In the family room, his mother was busy watching TV on the sofa. Ashafa accidentally closed his mother's eyes with his hands from behind, which could be guessed by his mother.

"Mother's son, have you gone home? Tumben's still noon." Ask her mother full of questions. Then Ashafa took his hand off, from the eyes of his mother he had covered.

"Yes, Mom!" Answer Ashafa, nodding lightly.

"What are you cooking today? I'm so hungry." Ask Ashafa enthusiastically.

"Oyster sauce shrimp paste, same Betawi dear soto." Answer Mother.

"I. Mom, there's a friend of mine in front."

"Who? Alya's son, isn't he?"

"No, Mother. Q. But Lecturer Rayhan Darma." Asyafa.

"Rayhan Darma, like the name of the man you've been betrothed to, son? Said doubtful.

"Indeed to him, Mom." Asyafa explained about Lecturer Rayhan Darma, who became a Lecturer and who made his car in the workshop today.

"Why a coincidence, son? You can one campus with your soul mate, even though you have never met before. Who knows first, if you've been married since you were little, son?"

"Lecturer Rayhan, Mom." Honest answer.

"Then..how did he know, son?" Ask Nurlaila's mother.

"She's seen a picture of me and my name's Mom, but she hesitated a little, so she asked me."

"Is your father's name Bernad Dorman? Ask me, Mom."

"Well I'm surprised dong Bu, he can know Dad's name. That's the story, Mom."

"Yes, I'll meet your future mother-in-law first." He said, asking the waiter to prepare a lunch at the table.

"Wad.. Nak Rayhan's future mother-in-law, how are you?" Greetings Housewife.

Rayhan gasped, a little amazed by the welcome of the House owner's great mistress, who called him a potential ghost.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mom! Thank you for the good news! How's Mom doing too?" Sapa Rayhan was polite.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, good news mom, son. I'm happy to see Nak Rayhan now, handsome, clever, a lecturer, and so good." He said, as he hugged my dear Rayhan and rubbed his shoulders gently.

"Last met you were a kid in the Netherlands, son. Now it's grown up to be great, and become the mother's dream ghost." He laughed happily. Rayhan was embarrassed.

"Let's eat, we'll have lunch, son Rayhan." Take Mrs Nurlaila, holding Rayhan's arm to the dinner table.

Asyafa scrunched his forehead.

"Fast they're familiar." The girl mumbled slowly.

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