Inggrids

Chapter 14 - Meatballs

Iin's handcuff came off after successfully dragging Dafa away from the crowd. Currently the two were near the parking lot where it was the safest and quietest place to discuss the two in private.

"Well, you get to my office, don't work?" Iin asked who was starting to be unable to contain his emotions.

The annoyance and anger that had been diverted because of work is now back sticking out and starting to rise to the Iin tiles. Honestly Iin was very upset with Dafa who all day claimed to be the future husband of Iin, even though they knew, he said, that the two had just met last night and it was okay for them not to be so familiar as to throw each other serious-smelling jokes like this.

"Again. Why my husband-to-be, then know we both have not even received the matchmaking. Our introduction and meeting just last night, sane situation I as my future husband?" Cerca Iin beaver.

Dafa had absolutely no intention of cutting or interrupting Iin's nagging at him, because he was basically the one at fault here. Dafa only chooses silence until the outpouring of anger Iin subsides, he also does not want to get carried away and ignited emotions because Dafa wants to solve everything with a cold head.

When Iin finished scolding her, Dafa called Iin and said "is everything?" Ask Dafa

"Not yet, I still haven't finished railing and scolding you"

"Well, if it's too late, I'm hungry and I haven't eaten in the afternoon" Dafa said, starting to pull Iin's wrist toward his car.

"Where there is anger can be delayed. Angry well angry, do not use the excuse of hunger all in order to run from my slurs. And again, if you want to eat, eat it yourself. No need to drag me along" Iin grumbled.

"Udah come along, let you later settle my anger after eating. Angry also needs energy"

Mad skat

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Along the way Iin was more silent, he was still angry and also upset with Dafa. As a result, throughout the trip Iin just stared at the closed car window while looking at the atmosphere on the highway which is quite jammed because it is currently home from work.

The sound of horns both cars and motorcycles in the afternoon before this evening was rumbling together to fill the silence that occurred in the Dafa car.

At this time Dafa also chose silence because Iin ignored him throughout the journey, repeatedly Dafa opens a conversation with Iin but it seems that Iin is still angry with him because until now he has not given Iin clarity on his claim to be the husband of Iin.

Dafa only needed to make Iin a little calmer, before he explained the matter of his spontaneous confession coming out of his mouth in front of Iin's friend. Dafa's thoughts were broken when no later than how long I and Adzan magrib echoed. Dafa turned his car into the courtyard of the nearest mosque.

"Sholat magrib used to yuk" invited Dafa who now began to remove his seatbelt and get out of the car.

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After performing the magrib prayer service, Iin's heart felt so calm. The anger he felt now began to vanish like dew in the morning. It is true, when a person is in a state of great anger then the antidote is by accusation. As Iin stepped out of the mosque, he began to put his shoes back on and stepped towards the Dafa car where Dafa was waiting for him while leaning on his car.

For a moment Iin was stunned and fascinated by Dafa's good looks that increased many times when the man's face was still wet with water. Iin who realized he was fascinated by the good looks of a Radafian Jasaka Aditama immediately shook his head and wiped his mind.

Iin was in front of Dafa's car, Dafa who realized Iin's presence then looked up and was stunned for a moment when he saw Iin's beautiful natural face that still seemed to have remnants of water.

Dafa nodded and said "already?"

Iin nodded as a sign that he had finished.

Dafa nodded in understanding, he then pulled Iin's wrist towards a meatball cart seller who was not far from the parking lot in the courtyard of the mosque.

"I'm so hungry, don't you mind if we eat meatballs?"

Iin blinked for a while before parroting in a slightly stammered voice "Ba-bakso?"

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TB

August 30th, 2019