I'm Not Taking It Again

Want to Get Married

Seeing the two people who are letting go of each other longing with passionate love, making Bu Sari and Pak Khorun touched. There is no cure for Niar depression except Dirga. Niar, who has been missing for five years, has now returned. Niar's cheerful face was clearly visible to both his parents.

With a slow step, Ms. Sari approached Dirga and Niar. Followed by Mr. Khorun from behind. "Dirga," call Ms. Sari.

Dirga and Niar looked towards Bu Sari. When Ms. Sari's mouth had just opened, Niar first cut off the speech that had not yet come out of her mother's mouth.

"We'll talk about it later, Bun. Poor Dirga is still weak and can not think of the heavy-heavy first," said Niar.

Ms. Sari nodded her head as well as Mr. Khorun. "I'll take care of Dirga until she's completely healed."

"Mother and Dad should go home. Solve all the mess. I don't want to go home yet" he said.

"But, Niar ...."

"Mother, this time please understand me," Niar asked in a soft tone.

Eventually, Bu Sari relented and allowed Niar to take care of Dirga. Before Kenan delivered Niar's parents, Kenan handed the paper bag to Niar.

"What's this?"

"Your change of clothes, Miss. And all your skincare is there, too" said Kenan.

"Well, I'll change my clothes first, yeah." Dirga just nodded slowly and smiled towards Niar.

Inside the bathroom, Niar's smile warped beautifully. "So sweet really, Ay. You still remember what my skincare was," muttered Niar with a perfect smile arch.

Outside there was already a man standing guard in front of Dirga's room. Jicko is not a fool, he is a cunning and petty man. Dirga had to fortify Niar with a strict escort.

"Well, I'm not resting" said Niar who had come out of the bathroom.

"More jobless, dear." Niar violently takes over Dirga's phone and turns it off.

"You need to rest. Don't think of the heavy ones first. You don't understand what the doctor's diagnosis was," Niar murmured.

"Yes, Honey. Dirga seduces you, "tease Dirga while hugging Niar.

"Yes, I'm hungry."

"What do you want to eat?"

"I went to the cafeteria, yes," said Niar.

"He's not going to get married, Ay. The food I want is sold in that narrow alley."

"You type what you want." Dirga handed over his other phone to Niar.

"Later you just send it to the name of the Crazy Assistant contact," explained Dirga.

"How did he find out how he ate?"

"Let me fire."

"It turns out that not only is the assistant crazy, the boss is crazy, too" Niar said.

Dirga just laughed and hugged Niar's waist who was sitting on Dirga's sickly bed.

"Darling, I want to get married to you quickly" said Dirga.

"Cheal first, yes. You can come to me later."

"I want to get married, Yang. Do not want fiancee-engagement used to be like children today. Even though it is easy even deliberately made complicated," he explained.

"Yes, Ay. But, do your parents agree with me? I'm ...."

"Shh." Dirga covered Niar's mouth with her index finger.

"I'm not their son anymore, Yang. So don't worry, you don't worry" Dirga said.

"Yes, it's not good to say that. However your mother has given birth and cared for you until you grow up. We should ask for your parents' blessing too."

Dirga released her hand that was coiled around Niar's waist. His face this time was illegible.

"Ac ...."

"I want to rest" said Dirga.

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