Last Tasbih

Matchmade

Love returns to his home, after which his money is taken by Asha. Not the least is given to Love, except eating fried tempeh side dishes.

"Love, you're coming with me tonight. You must go with a rich man." Asha said.

"Mom, I don't want to be betrothed." replied Love.

"You want to fight it, same mom. You have to go." Asha forced Love.

"Mom, tomorrow I have a croquet order from a palm oil mill. I can't go, because I have to make snacks." replied Love.

"Your exposure, it doesn't make you rich. If you are related to a rich man, then I just have to shake my legs" Asha said.

"Mother must not be like that, we must also try ourselves." replied Love.

Asha did not like to listen to the sentence, which was unpleasant in her ears. Asha was carrying the ears of merciless Love.

"Mother, pain." lamented Love.

"Take care of it, you will leave tonight." replied Asha.

Love just nods, then goes to the bathroom to clean up. After that, he went into his room. Not long after, he went out to cook in the kitchen.

"Love, Masakin mom for lunch." Asha said.

"Yes ma'am, wait a minute." replied Love.

Asha raised her leg, onto the table. Not long after, Cinta brought food for Asha.

"Hmmm. You're good at cooking." Asha chewed the chicken meat quickly.

At 20:00. Love gets ready in the room, crying in the mirror. He sat looking at himself, carefully and in detail.

"What's right, I'm going to marry the man Mom chose. I've got a bad premonition." Monologue Love.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Love you're ready yet, hurry up a little. I've been waiting for you since." Asha said.

"Yes ma'am, wait a minute." replied Love.

Love immediately came out of his room, having taken his bag. Asha dragged the hand of Love, until she almost slipped.

"I can't Ma'am, I'm used to this." replied Love.

Bugh!

Asha hit Love's shoulder strongly. The girl was dragged out of the house. Asha stopped by a taxi, which passed by on the big road. The car drove to the restaurant.

"Let's fast a little way." said Asha.

"Yes ma'am, I'm still not feeling well." replied Love.

"Hi master Robert, have you been waiting?" ask Asha.

"No, I just came." Robert replied, glancing at Love.

"This is my son whose name is Love, beautiful not according to the master?" ask Asha.

"It's pretty, even without makeup polish." Robert looked on unhappily.

Love continued to lower her gaze, not wanting to stare at the middle-aged man in front of her. Asha nudged the arm of Love, so that she turned her head towards herself.

"Are you blind, so you can't see people?" Asha scolds Love.

"No ma'am." replied Love.

"If people talk, don't keep your head down. Look at the person in front of you." Asha pushed the head of Love firmly.

Love is silent and does not respond, even if only by nodding his head.

"Don't scold Love, she's Miss Asha." Robert seemed interested in her.

"He is not willing to be submissive, must be in a new rude way sir." replied Asha.

"Now, you can leave us both." Robert asked.

"Yes, sir, with pleasure. Provided you give me money." replied Asha at will.

Robert put the money on the table, Asha got up from her seat. Love does not want to be left behind, pulling Asha's hand with teary eyes.