Hold on or let go!

Eps 16's

Four rakaats I've been working on since a few minutes ago. I'm heading to the dining table. Mak is sitting there.

"Wouldn't eat?", I asked.

"Still full!", said Mak.

I also sat in front of him.

"Eat Mak!", bargained me.

"Sok or neng!", replied Mak. I also started to enjoy my food. For a few minutes the mood was still. Now I'm done washing the dishes I ate. My mom sat in the middle room.

I'm sitting there too. Take off my hijab.

"Neng...!", call Mak.

"Yes Mak?", I sat down near Mak.

"Son Febri was ever close to you?", asked Mak suddenly.

"What do you mean?", I asked.

"Mak denger last night neng!", replied Mak. I'm looking down embarrassed. Shame if I get caught lying.

"Yes Mak . Sorry, Bia didn't mean to lie and hide this from Mak."

But Mak smiled at my confession.

"The moon should apologize? It's just the past, you know the former Alby!", Mak said.

Yes, the former A Alby in the village is quite a lot. Huftttt....

"Yes the Mak."

"You don't do that, it doesn't feel good for the neighbors. Moreover, he is also an important person in our village."

"While Mak, when Koramil's head returns, he's not here anymore."

"Yes.but Mak is just a pesen, maybe he was sick. But now it also has alby. So don't take revenge."

"Bia has no revenge, Mak. It's just..yes.it's already Mak!", I chose to massage Mak's feet.

After saying that, there was a sound of roaring cars leaving this area, clearly it was Febri's car. Who else?

.

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[Fetch me]

The chat from Silvy was only stared at by Alby with no intention of replying.

He came out of his room again. Though only a few minutes ago he entered after the dhuhur prayer.

At the same time, Hartama came out of his room.

"Sorry sir, non silvy contacted me asking to be picked up!", said Alby politely.

"Former call me papa!", said Hartama and left Alby glued to the door of his room.

Marsha looked at Alby with a questioning look. He got Alby breathing so heavily.

Alby's phone is ringing. His smile rose on his handsome face.

[Assynualaikum A]

[Malaysalam, neng.Aya naon neng?]

The two returned to video calling. And...Marsha was there watching Alby receiving her video call.

[Tadi mas Febri, I mean Bia his commander kang Cecep here about catering, after the same Consul Mak.ya...I agree with A]

[Alhamdulillah if that is neng. Aa mah support we lamun neng seneng mah]

[Thank you my dear]

[Boy together!]

Whaties??? The darling? But... instead of just saying it was the future daughter-in-law of the boss sir? Inner Marsha.

[A where is it?]

[The manager is boss neng. Hufft.ngke essential wae nyak Aa story. Now Aa'm taking Aa's employer's son to campus]

[Oh.nya nggeus. Assalamualaikum]

[Walaikumsalam neng neng nya aa]

The two throw smiles at each other.

Marsha who heard the chatter was fixated.

"I'm married to Mba Marsha. About me in saying the prospective daughter-in-law of Mr. Hartama, I myself do not know. I'm just a non Silvy private driver."

"Huh? Driver?", asked Marsha.

"Ngga knows I mba. Why is Mr. Hartama behaving like that the same to me."

"Sorry yes.pak...Alby!"

"Call Alby instead."

"Em.mas Alby yes. Sorry before, did Mr. Hartama force something similar mas Alby?", asked Marsha timidly.

Alby flinching. Does he have to say that to someone new to him?

"Yes.yes, it's like that!", Alby massaged his temple.

"Em...Tadi who called his wife Mas Alby? Beautiful huh?", praise Marsha.

"Yes, for a while just follow what Mr. Hartama said while thinking of his way out."

"Yes mba Marsha. Thank you for being my confiding friend!"

"No matter what Alby, how we will also be working partners."

Alby nodded slowly.

"That's it, I'm sorry Marsha. Thanks again. One more thing, please keep this a secret. Only mba Marsha knows."

"Yes Alby!", said Marsha. After that, Alby left the room.

The risk of being a handsome man, the bonus is good! I don't want a wife, I'm Pepet Lo mas Alby! Unfortunately, the boss's son also demen the same guy! Marsha shook her head.

Half an hour later, Alby hasn't shown up in the campus parking lot.

"Vy, Alby didn't pick me up?", asked Anika.

"Udah otw maybe. The power of work in the office is a lot!", said Silvy.

"while waiting for Alby, I'm getting!", bargained Anika.

"Thank you BESTie.!", said Silvy. Both focus on playing their phones.

"Vy..!", call someone suddenly. Silvy, who felt called, raised his head.

"Malvin's? Why Lo?", Anika asked.

"Gue wants to talk to Silvy!", said Malvin quietly.

"What's the matter?", asked Silvy.

"Can we both talk? Not here?", asked Malvin.

"You want to talk, by the way. I'm getting out of here!", said Anika.

"But I want to talk to you both somewhere, there's something important that I want to talk to Silvy!"

Anika got rid of herself from there.

"Gue want us to talk here! Be thankful, don't want to!", said Silvy.

Damnit damnit! Why doesn't he want to! Inner Malvin.

"Honestly, I want to apologize to Lo Vy!", said Malvin. Silvy scrunched his forehead.

"Gue didn't hear wrong?", asked Silvy.

"Gue's really sorry, Vy. I've made you rich!"

Silvy stared intensely at Malvin's face. Suddenly, Silvy's laughter exploded.

"Hahahaha. Lo acting is still too obvious Vin. Sorry..gue didn't play Lo this time!", Silvy said as he stood up as he watched Alby walk towards him.

Malvin looked at Silvy walking.

"Honey, how long?", asked Silvy while struggling spoiled.

"Sorry, the dhuhur prayer was first!", said Alby briefly. Malvin stared intently at the handsome man.

"Yes, we go home, what do you want to eat first in cafe A?", asked Silvy.

A?? Meaning aa? Ask Alby in my heart.

"Eem.. whatever...!", replied Alby confused.

"Eat at home, let's not be ashamed again in your bribe A!" said Silvy.

Huh huh? A bribe? But a second later he realized, behind Silvy there was his ex-lover.

"Well, go home!", Silvy took Alby's arm. The man complied with his employer's request. After closing the door, Alby went around the car and sat behind the wheel.

Silvy's beautiful face looks as comfortable as a smile with happiness.

"Non...?!", call alby. Silvy looked at him.

"Why A?" asked Silvy.

"Ehemmm.sorry before non, but.tadi mr. Hartama said..."

"Yes, I love Lo, Aa Alby!", Silvy said to the point.

Alby was flabbergasted in disbelief.

"But non...?"

"Why? You want to tell me I was wrong? Is it wrong to fall in love? or is Aa Alby saying that you already have a wife? Is that?"

Alby shook his head in wonder.

Athaghfirullah! Inner Alby. He massaged his temple with his hands leaning against the car's door glass.

"Gue ain't no problem so second A!" said Silvy.

"Astaghfirullah Non, this is wrong non!"

"Maybe you forgot papa's words? Or...want proof of papa's words?", asked Silvy.

"Astaghfirullah Non!", again Alby felt like a useless man.

"Follow what papa ordered. Anyway, I'm still vir. Okay..gue still ca***, papa has not found a doctor who can help me heal my legs. But relax, I'm still a long way worth making a wife."

Alby had more and more privilege in his heart.

Why is there something like this?????

Cars are headed for the elite housing.