I'm a Savings Woman
Ditractate Devan
Arsha, Nabila, and Vita eventually follow Devan to a European restaurant located in the city center. The three of them look embarrassed because of the incident caught playing detective-detective.
However, Devan did not discuss this at all. Devan asked them to order. Nabila and Vita are eagerly eating their food, while Arsha still looks timid.
When the food runs out, Nabila and Vita look whispered to each other.
“Why?” devan asked, as if realizing the strangeness in them.
“Eh .. this. Anu .. si Nabila is still a laper he said,” replied Vita blatantly,
"What the heck even me, you also said you were still hungry." Nabila Protests.
Devan laughed a little, but the effect even made Arsha's heart more pause-jedug.
“Pesen again, choose as you like. Relax, I pay,” Devan said.
“Van, how about we move to my subscription meatball stall? My stomach has the same food there. If most eat luxury food like gini, fear of ambein tomorrow,” said Nabila, "I know you all are used to eating food like gini. But once in a while try eating at my meatball stall. Guaranteed the tongue will sway." Further.
"Gak ah, I'm afraid my tongue will not stop wobbling later." said Vita.
Arsha could only laugh.
"Come on, I want Sha," persuaded Nabila.
"Yes-yes." Reply Arsha.
"Yes, cuss is leaving." shouted Nabila excited.
"Eehh but you want Van?" Ask Vita.
"If you all want to go there. I'm okay-okay." Devan's reply was greeted by the nod of the three women.
“OK then, let's go.” Devan said, then ask for the bill to the waiter and pay immediately.
The three women follow Devan back to the car, but on the road to the parking lot they meet someone unexpected.
“Devan?” Someone called his name softly, making Devan turn his head.
The three women also turned their heads, then Arsha's eyes rounded to see the appearance of the modern hijab girl.
“Sorry, who, yes?” Devan looked confused looking at the girl.
“Lho, did you forget me, Van? It's me, Luna,” reply the woman was spoiled.
"Lucinta Luna." Arsha's son.
“Luna ...,” says Devan, trying to remember something. Then he flicked the fingers. “Ah, yes, I remember! We are class fitting SMA, ‘kan?”
“Not only ever classmate, Van, but also never sehati,” said Luna with a smile.
'Yes Allah .. So he's Devan's ex? How, really pretty, anyway?' inner Arsha.
“Can be you.” Devan then turned to Arsha. “Oh, yes, Lun, megalin. This is Arsha and her friends, Vita and Nabila.”
As if forced, Luna finally reached out and shook hands with Arsha and her friends.
“Who are they, Van?"
“Oh yes, she is Arsha my future wife, insyaAllah,” Devan replied steadily, making Arsha turn her head while glaring in disbelief.
Arsha looks very surprised, but the look on her face shows more happiness.
Arsha then looked at Luna while showing a triumphant smile.
'Eat it, Ex! Even if you are beautiful, but the former name will be left behind.'
Arsha looked at Vita and Nabila who were chuckling.
When Arsha turned back to Lunq, she saw the girl's lips muttering, “Okaya.” His eyes also scanned Arsha from top to bottom.
'Duh .. want no love balm tuh mouth.'
"Hold it! Hold it!" whispered Vita and Nabila who immediately held Arsha's arm.
“We first, yes?” Devan seems to be aware of the situation. He said goodbye and nodded at Luna, then got into her car.
Arsha and her two friends go first, because Nabila is the guide to the street to the meatball stall he calls. Devan was driving behind in his car alone.
After about fifteen minutes, they all finally arrived at Nabila's subscription meatball stall. The three girls got out of the car while waiting for Devan to get out of his car.
The car door opened and Devan immediately appeared with his charm.
"Jeez, gosh, gosh! What did her mom crave, anyway? How, can his son be that handsome?" said Vita.
"Aware Ma'am, that's my mom's best friend. I have my own candidate." Reply Arsha while mentoyor Vita's head.
"Yes-yes, I know. But there is no harm in ngagumin handsome guy. Who knows if my boyfriend can turn handsome too." Vita.
"Your dreams Vit." Reply Nabila while laughing.
