Give me back my smile

episode 4

The clock kept turning Biyan and Adit neatly to go home. Biyan had promised to meet with her best friend named Shakila met at Biyan's workplace, half an hour Biyan waiting for Shakila, before Shakila came.

"Bi, how are you, baby?"

"Cila, okay, how are you? I miss knowing."while hugging Shakila.

"Well, I miss you, too."

Biyan and Shakila talk to each other about what's going on in their lives, before long Zaki comes to pick up Biyan. Biyan only glanced at Zaki with a face full of sprains, Adit who was still standing around the restaurant just looking at Biyan...

An hour later, Shakila shared Biyan's farewell meeting with Shakila, a career woman. Stay Biyan and Zaki sitting around the restaurant Adit just glanced at the jealous face, from the first Adit saw Biyan he liked it. Adit approached Biyan with a shy smile.

"Bi, I'll take you home??"

"No need to dit, I've got someone to pick me up."

"That guy?"

Biyan just smiled sweetly without a sound being uttered from her lips afraid that they knew who Zaki really was, Biyan left Adit behind in following Zaki from behind.

In the journey Biyan without any words spoken from him, understand he still hated Zaki who had been suing him.

"Bi, want to eat?"

"I've eaten."

"When do I eat?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Zaki stops his car at a famous restaurant in Jakarta, Biyan and Zaki get out of the car and enter the restaurant following the restaurant service they both sit close to a small fish pond, yunya Zaki has booked the place. Waiters gave Zaki food menu choose gurame grilled seasoning padang, rib soup, and drink melon juice. Biyan just order to drink Dutch eggplant juice mixed with bananas. Twenty minutes later the message has come, Biyan's phone reads yangya can chat from Siti telling Biyan to enter again in the morning when the next day Biyan entered the afternoon.

Zaki only looked at Biyan with a sweet smile, once Biyan only glanced at the sound of no words they said as if they did not know each other just busy each, Zaki ate the last in the message, Zaki said, biyan only plays her phone.

An hour passed by and Zaki and Biyan left the restaurant, and Zaki and Biyan got in the car in the car and they had no words to say, only the sounds of car horns are heard. Biyan just enjoyed the trip while looking from behind the car glass, half an hour later arrived at the courtyard of Biyan's house.

"I'm home, right?"said Zaki.

"Yes, thank you."

"Tomorrow I'm going out of town, you take good care of yourself."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Don't be naughty, this is an atm card, you bring me later I chat you to pin. Later after I go home we make a proposal, right?"

"When are you coming home? What's this card for?"

"About four months, I'm afraid you're going to snack."

"Oh, I'm going to go in first."While opening the car door.

"Yes already."

Biyan entered the house looking at the house there was no one, step by step Biyan walked towards the room how many steps Biyan heard a voice calling her, Biyan looked back at her mother's year.

"Home home?"

"It's ma."

"Zaki pick you up?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"You want your mom and brother, to marry Zaki."

"Yes."While walking.

"Bi, mama hasn't finished talking to you!"

"What else ma?"

"Have mama Males talked to you."

"Yes." Yeah."

Biyan continued towards the room, Biyan sat on a chair and enjoyed the afternoon air while changing clothes, finished changing clothes Biyan open diary suddenly heard a voice behind the bag at the sight of someone contacting Biyan without name.

"Assalamualaikum, who is this?"

There was a voice far away there.

"Waalaikum greetings, Bi, it's Adit."

"Why Dit?"

"Again, have you eaten yet?"

"Bi, tomorrow I'm in the afternoon, we won't see you again."

"Oh, good dong." replied Biyan briefly.

"Why do you say good Bi?"

"I'm tired, I want to sleep, I'm assalamualaikum ."

"Waalaikum salam."

Finished talking to Adit through the cell phone Biyan lay on top of the mattress glancing right and left as Biyan looked at the box on the table near the lamp Biyan walked over and saw the contents of the box, a bag was heart-red and there was writing.

I know the love that chose us, as powerful as our plan only the Creator will grant. But why can't I try with you to be a couple?? I'm blind in love but this heart is painted on your face and your name..

By Zaki's

Biyan looked at the bag and put on Zaki's handbag, looking at herself in the mirror once Biyan turned her body. Biyan walked out of the room calling her mother.

"Ma."

"Yes." Yeah."

"There's a box, I opened the bag, when did Zaki come here ma?"

"So lunchtime, he said he'd run out to your workplace."

"Yes ma, he was playing at work I ma."

"Oh."

"Mama, I want to talk to Mama."

"Speak what?"

"Zaki wants my fiancee but four months away."

"Good."

"I don't love Mama with Zaki."

"Why?"

"She's too rich I'm afraid in inferiority to her, already has a boyfriend she ma."

"Who do you say he has a girlfriend?"

"I see her, she's the same other woman ma."

"You're sure he's her boyfriend?"

"Yakin ma."

"Zaki loves you, he is kind, diligent in his worship. What is less than him?"

"Love me is not for him."

"Will you have four months, you should have a partner if you can't help but have to marry Zaki how?"

"Okay I agree."

As time went on, those words made Biyan continue to feel too deep of pain. Biyan will marry a man she does not love, Biyan continues to look for a life partner for her can not be new to know two days no news, no news, Biyan used to ride in a public car to go to work one of the drivers named Mus had stolen a glance at him.

"Whose name?"

"Biyan."

"I'm Mus."

"Oh."

"Shortly, densely, yes, where do you live?"

"Jakarta."

"I know koh, you live in Jakarta, where?"

"In the land of the earth."

"OK, it's okay if you don't want to tell your house."

"Yes." Yeah."

On the way Biyan just glanced at Mus, Mus did not stop seeing the sweet face of Biyan, until in front of Biyan's house. Mus only smiles already know the house of Biyan.

The days kept changing, Biyan and Mus were getting closer. Biyan never felt love by her mother's words made Biyan become must know many men out there.