JODOHKU MR. DUDA

Angga Nembak's

At 19:00 Wib, Angga was ready to wait for Nisa in front of the boarding house. Sitting in a car while playing a mobile phone to drive away saturation, as the saying goes 'waiting is a tedious job.'

While inside there, the woman pegs herself in front of the mirror. Polishing a little powder on the face and giving a touch of lipgloss maroon red color on the lips. Luckily Mona was out, so no more distractions or strange advice came out of her.

Once again Nisa stood in front of the mirror, making sure that there was nothing wrong in her appearance. Light blue tunic with a picture of the flowers on the bottom of the right, quite cute combined with jeans. Quickly grabbed bag sling bag, turn off the fan and exit after locking the door.

Angga seemed to smile, seeing Nisa was walking towards him. Get down to open the car door. He wanted to treat the woman more godly, because for her this was his first official date. Even though he hasn't said anything to Nisa.

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Eventually the car stopped at the parking lot of the largest mall in the city. Soon they headed to the top floor, to the cinema.

After purchasing the movie tickets and choosing the seat position, there was still about fifteen minutes left.

Angga asks Nisa to wait because the man will buy some snacks and drinks. Soon he came up with two jumbo-sized drinks and two servings of popcorn fixed to the size of a jumbo. Don't forget some sweets.

Nisa was surprised but then chuckled at the Innate Angga. Quickly he took some, because the man was a bit bothered to carry all.

"A lot of it, Mom! Can it all be destroyed?"

"Let me help you out, let Nisa not get tired of watching it."

The woman just smelled a smile on both her lips. Five minutes later, they entered the studio.

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Almost about a hundred and fifty minutes they were inside. Then come out with popcorn in the hands of Angga and Nisa brings a drink.

"Where do you like the movie?"

"Like, Mas," answered Nisa lying, because the film is an action genre. She prefers romantic movies.

"No, mine is not finished yet, Mas," said Nisa as she pointed to the fizzy drink in her hand as well as the one in Angga's grip.

"The popcorn, stay a little." Then the man finished it all at once and threw away the wrapper.

Nisa's giving a drink to Angga.

"Once Mas, ntar sprained popcorn, it's not good."

Angga chuckled, spent the rest of the fizzy drink and then returned to throw the plastic glass.

"Yuk, walk," he asked. They, too, circled the mall. Several times Angga offered clothes, shoes or bags. But Nisa always refused. I don't know what the reason is.

"Newly this time the street in the mall is the same chick."

Nisa cheered a smile, "Gombal really Mas. Where there is a successful entrepreneur, as cool as Mas, does not have a sidekick."

Angga laughed as if confirming what the woman beside him said.

"Mas, is it really okay for us to walk together like this in a crowd?" Nisa's serious look on her face when she asks that question.

"Why did her face turn so tense?" Goose back asking. I was amazed to see the sudden change.

"Just worry Mas, lest anyone crashing from behind while pointing at Pelakor."

"Mahaha." The sound of Angga laughter is so loud, that it attracts visitors around to glance for a moment at the origin of the sound.

Seeing the many staring at him, the man instantly stopped his deck. Mouth closed perfectly. Now it was Nisa's turn to chuckle at Angga's behavior.

"Nis, your delusion of heights. Nothing will happen the same as you. I don't have a boyfriend, a girlfriend, let alone a wife. Still free to move," he explained.

"Why? Criteria like Mas, I think it's easy to get a partner."

"Well, that's the reason! CRITERION, they're all hunting it. It's hard to get a real heartfelt one."

"Have the man, this is again Pdkt."

"Waduhh, let's go back. Later he will run away no longer want to be with Mas, because of me."

"Relax the Mother El, no one else, I mean Nisa."

The woman turned her eyes the other way. Looking at the visitors.

"How's Nis?"

The woman was silent.

"We go to the cafe first," Angga invited. Nisa followed the man's steps.

"How about Nis, don't you want to be with me?"

"You know, who am I? Didn't you think any further?"

"I know so much about Nisa, I've even rethought. And his decision still wants to try ta'aruf. How's it?"

I sip a glass of orange juice in front of me. My chest rumbled and ticked.

"I'm serious, don't mess around, Nis."

Nisa moved. Floating while in the clouds, only this time felt very desirable in a respectable way.

"What about his family, Mom? Can you accept me and El?"

"I've told the parents, just haven't said that Nisa's the one."

The deg! Once there was fear infiltrating his soul. Afraid of getting insulted again. Suddenly El's face danced in the eye. If you want to be with him, of course, you must be ready to accept the presence of the child. Absolute conditions are not negotiable.

However, he could not deny, only with Angga Nisa feel comfortable. Without having to hide his status, because the man already knew everything from the beginning.

"Sina."

"Yes." Yeah."

"I'm waiting for your answer ...."

Nisa looked at Angga, then smiled meaningfully.

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Back Nisa's phone notification light flashes, when going to change clothes. Again the gods send a message.

[Assalamu alaikum my halal lover. Why else? Have prayed yet, angel of heaven and my world,]

Nisa. From yesterday he ignored the messages of the Gods. Even in the office, don't give him a chance to be with her. Unbearable feeling to wrestle him. She also replied to the message of the boss and her ex-husband.

[Waalaikum greetings, already,]

Nisa did not know, the short reply from her made someone nun far away there, soaring with excitement and adding to her sense of confidence.

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