Getting Married through Tradition

52. Followed Until Home

"Eh, Neng Hana. I haven't been riding an angkot for a long time, Neng! Why?" ask driver.

"No papa, sir!" hana replied with a smile.

The cargo then started to go at a moderate speed. The driver saw the rearview several times.

"Cowok behind the red ninja bike ride ... She's Neng Hana's boyfriend, huh?" ask the driver again.

Hana then looked towards the rearview mirror. And it's true. The king followed him from behind.

Hana took a long breath.

"Bas stubborn! I thought he was just playing around the same way he said. It really!" hana said in her heart.

"Koq diem, Neng! Isn't she?" ask the driver again.

"No, Sir. He's my friend!" hana replied annoyed.

"What a victory! Fighting again, huh?"

"That's a big boy!" hana said as she glanced at the driver cynically.

"Hehehe, sorry Neng, mr. kangen ngledekin Neng Hana. Her brother had not ridden an angkot for a long time. What is bosen?"

"No boss, sir! Just now, I get picked up more often!" answer Hana.

"Oh that," said the driver while the beard.

Hana looks into the rearview mirror again to confirm the King's whereabouts. The result, still the same. The king followed Hana patiently. Though the rate of the angkot is ordinary.

"Truly desperate for people! Why the hell, did he really scare me home? What, the King likes me too huh! Hihihi," Hana said in her heart while covering her mouth that held a smile.

After thirty minutes passed, Hana finally went down in front of the gangs of the Century housing complex. Hana smiled as she handed the money to the driver. The driver smiled and then continued on his way.

The king stopped right in front of Hana, after the departure of the ping color angkot.

The king took off his helmet. He tidied his hair for a while, his face showing an expression of astonishment.

"Han, koq you ride the color angkot ping anyway? Keep on, you stop here! Where are you really going?" asked the confused King.

"I live here, Ja! So I ride the ping color angkot," replied Hana while playing her legs.

"Well! Your house is here? Then, this morning why are you from the direction ...."

"Oh that, I'm actually staying at cousin's, Ja!" hana said with a laugh and scratched her nape.

"Oh that. So what is your home right now?"

"Yes, since you already know my house, you better go home now!"

"Where's your house? This is just in front of the complex. Anyway I have to anterin you get to the front of the house, period!"

"Ihhhh, you're so stubborn, Ja! Gemeshh it feels like you want to grab your hair," replied Hana's snatch with her hands raised to form a claw.

The king only smiled at Hana's adorable expression to him, when he was angry.

"My house is far in. Get you home now. Ntar is far from her counter-princess," said Hana hoping the King would hear her.

"Grandfather, I like to go around the koq. If your house is still far away, mengingan me between the entry, let you not cape," said the King with a smile.

Hana was getting annoyed with the King's reply. It seemed, any reason would not be able to shake the King's intentions. Hana set her breath so that she would feel better in the face of the King.

"What do you really mean, Ja! Follow me here!" ask Hana again.

"I mean yes because you just know your house. If you know I'm good. Want to play at any time stay just aja," replied the King lightly while playing his eyebrows up and down.

"It's not polite. If you want to play, you have to let me first!" said Hana pouting.

Hana brushed off the King's hand. His face was pouting. The king even supported his chin on his helmet while looking at Hana's face that looks cute to him.

"Free if you want to tell me my daughter back, Han! I've come this far, I'm not going home before I know your house,"

"It turns out you're the one who really messed up, Ja! Stubborn, stubborn if you want to,"

"Ah, not koq. If you want to walk, please do too. I follow from behind" said the King casually.

Hannah was frustrated with the King's attitude. He then relented and was forced to ride in the back seat of the King's motorbike by sitting sideways.

The king smiled triumphantly. The king put his helmet on his arm. He then turned the motor back on and began to enter the complex.

The king noticed Hana's face being blown by the wind from the rearview mirror. The king continued to develop a smile on his lips.

"Eh, don't bend his face like that dong! Lovely look!"

"Not funny!" answer Hana ketus.

"It's not funny, is it? I didn't laugh at Koq. By the way, which is your home!" asked the King while looking at the house that was lined up on the right.

"Lord ahead! Block H number three" replied Hana.

"Oh, Okay we'll slide right there," replied the King.

Finally they arrived in front of Hana's house. Hana got down from the King's motorcycle seat and tidied up her appearance for a bit.

The king pulled out his phone and opened the camera. He photographed Hana with the background of Hana's own house.

"Okay, I took a photo first" said the King quickly.

Czechoslovakia!

"King! You taking pictures again? Without my permission again, it's not polite!" said Hana ketus.

" That koq. But you answered later. Uh, thank you well already wanted to be ushered in, and pointing at your house," said the King then put his phone back in his pocket.

"You want to get into Dalem?" hana asked with a high tone and an unfriendly expression.

"Hehehe, no, no! Any time!" the king who knew Hana was angry.

"Eh, but the phone number is fine, Han! If you want to give!" ledek King is back.

"You've been doing it for a long time!" hana said with a voice.

Hana glanced at the window of her house which could clearly see towards the front street of her house. Hana was wide-eyed when she found out her Mom was peeping.

Without further ado, Hana then walked towards the fence of her house. The king called his name again.

"Hana!" exclaim the King before Hana actually entered the house.

Hannah turned and saw the king. "What else? The hunt is home. Thanks for this morning, I'm in first, too,"

Hannah hurried to leave the King. The king smiled triumphantly and happily. He then left in front of Hana's house.

Hana felt degan. As soon as he opened the door, his mother would definitely interrogate him immediately.

Hana paused for a moment to catch her breath. He then held the door and opened it.

"Assalamu'alaikum," Hana said a greeting and immediately kissed the hand of her Mamah who happened to be standing in front of her.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Who's that guy, Cherry!" asked Mama with sharp eyes.

Hana had expected that. Hana smiling. "Well, Hannah wants ...."

"Who was that guy! Why isn't Leo the one who brought you here?" asked Bu Darma to criticize his son.