Love for Zahra (END)

54. Papa-in-Law (Still Candidate)

After arriving at the airport parking lot, they walked into the pick-up area located on the second floor of the airport. Sit in one of the waiting chairs there.

Still about thirty minutes from Papa Ega landing. Still in silent mode. Zahra still ignored the man sitting beside her.

Many times the man got a flick of his hand as he was about to hug his lover's shoulder.

"Darling, ashamed to see people. Looks like you're craving again," he persuaded still persistent trying.

"Wildamah! Don't care. Don't know them."

"That's a hell of a deal. Dong was angry. Cook you want to see papa's face bent - bend it?"

"Sorry dong. No more playing with gemol with you. Promise," the man continued with a puck - Zahra's nose.

"The best thing is that your malem is often not chat bales is busy with your joys," Zahra accused.

"Hehehe. Sometimes."

"Tau ah, ngeselin emang. Dating is the same game."

"You are gemesin. Jealousy is the same game, so love is more."

"God! Unproductive. Don't worry (don't brag)."

"Seriously. I love him just as much as you. Gemol's number two."

The audible notification echoed throughout the room making their focus distractible. From a distance, a plane landed slowly.

"I think it's a plane that papa got on. It's eleven now" Ega said after seeing the watch on his left wrist.

Zahra started to look nervous. From now on he did not think about how it would be if he met Papa Ega.

Because of his show, he forgot about it. Now he himself is starting to fall. Fear of mispronouncing or embarrassing himself.

Passengers on board the plane are seen entering the terminal area. Ega also circulated his gaze looking for the figure he had longed for these few months.

Finally his eyes were fixed on someone in a shirt pulling a small suitcase walking among the crowd.

"Come," take Ega.

He took Zahra's hand, led her to the middle-aged man.

"Pa, here," called Ega waving her hand.

The middle-aged man approached them. She hugged her father tightly. Channeling longing to the only parent he has.

"What's healthy?" tanyakanya.

"Alhamdulillah. Always healthy. You didn't introduce this beautiful girl?" ask the man.

"He's Zahra, Pa," said Ega.

"Zahra's? Your little fella? Irawan's son?" ask the man.

"Yes, Om." Zahra stretched out her hand to greet Papa Ega.

"My man candidate?" goda.

The girl was misbehaved by the words of her father Ega. The man smiled seeing the girl beside him blush in embarrassment.

"Come, Pa," asked Ega, extending her hand to ask for the small suitcase that the father had brought.

The three of them walked towards the car park. Ega tightly embraced his lover's shoulder. Despite the rejection, he still embraced it. Zahra was tired of being alone and let it go.

Along the way to the parking lot the father and son were chatting with each other. Asking trivial things their daily activities.

They entered the black Ega sedan. Zahra invited her future father-in-law to sit in front.

The car drove off from Abd airport. Rahman Saleh's. Split a pretty crowded street today. Several times they were stuck in a small traffic jam.

Very hot weather does not make residents lazy to crowd the streets of Malang city. Many two-wheeled vehicles are scrambling each other to break the bottleneck.

"The drawstring is the same as Surabaya yes here," said Papa Ega.

"Maybe it's a holiday, Pa. Ordinary days are not this chaotic," replied Ega.

"Zahra, your father how's he doing? I haven't seen him in a long time" asked Papa Ega.

"Alhamdulillah, healthy father, Om" replied Zahra.

"Says the prospective ghost. How do I call om? Call Papa too, get used to it from now on."

Ega looks from the rearview mirror in the middle. The girl sitting in the back seat looked wrong.

"Still in Surabaya?"

"Y-yes, Pa. I go home every two weeks."

"Still living in the old housing?"

"Udah moved him, Pa. Now stay on the hitchhike."

"Cock us here?" ask Zahra.

"Who? You've never taken Zahra home?" ask Papa Ega.

"I'm contracted, Pa. Distance from here to the office or to Zahra's house. So I turned on the same office contract deket Zahra," Ega explained.

The papa only shakes his head so know the behavior of the child. On the back bench Zahra felt stupid not knowing anything about Ega. It was his own fault that he was too selfish to never ask the man anything.

Ega's car stopped at a white-painted mansion. A very beautiful and beautiful home. Zahra was made agape knowing this beautiful house belongs to the Ega family.

(internet source)

"Let's get off" he asked.

The three of them descended, entering the magnificent mansion. It was really unexpected, setting foot in this luxurious mansion. Although the house itself is quite luxurious, compared to the house Ega looks very far the level of luxury.

"Come, Honey. Why stop here?" Ega again approached Zahra who was still silent not far from the car.

The father entered the house and said goodbye to rest.

"I feel different caste with you if you believe it," said Zahra honestly.

"Whoa. There is no caste in my life. Come on."

Ega embraces Zahra and invites her into the house. The living room is very spacious and comfortable to welcome the arrival of Zahra.

They went to one of the couches and sat on it. Ega sat beside her still girl by embracing her shoulders.

"You owe me another story" said Zahra.

"Yes, I'll tell you. You want to cook for lunch?" tanya Ega diverted the negative thoughts in Zahra's mind.

The girl turned her eyes to the man beside her.

"From buying outside. Papa Kasian is also tired. You cook it, honey. Mommy says you're a cook, "persuade the man.

Zahra fell silent, thinking of Ega's request. If he agrees, his mind shadows ugly things like ruining the fancy cooking utensils in the kitchen. But, if you think about it, Papa Adnan if you have to eat outside.

"Is there a material?" ask Zahra at last.

"There was. Come to the kitchen," take Ega.

Before reaching the kitchen they passed through a fairly spacious living room. There is a large picture of the Ega family taken when the man was a child. There's a cute baby sitting on Mama Ega's lap.

They continued walking through the connecting door between the kitchen and the living room. The view of the luxurious kitchen in front of him made Zahra feel inferior to dirty it.

"We deliver yes. Then your kitchen will be dirty if I cook," said Zahra.

"Gosh, Honey. You said yes already. Now you cook. The ingredients are all complete in the refrigerator" said Ega.

"You want to make the kitchen messy no problem. It's important that we eat your cooking. Do I want to help you or stay?" continued.

"You stay" the girl asked.

Ega left her girl in the kitchen. Let him experiment in his kitchen. Made a nice meal for him and his dad.

After Ega left, Zahra surrounded the kitchen to observe and search for the cooking utensils she needed. He opened the refrigerator door and found plenty of fresh vegetables and other groceries inside.

"You don't know why everything is clean and the vegetables are fresh?" the girl's guman.

Then he brought out some food to cook.

I hope they like it, I get confused about what to cook, Zahra's mind.

Some time passed, Zahra was still busy with her cooking. Not realizing that behind him were sitting two men at the dining table. He noticed that he was busy with the dishes he made.

"Astaghfirullah," he said as he turned around to find Ega and Papa Adnan sitting leaning against the bar table.

"The smell starved Papa" said the old man.

"Where's the dining table?" tanyakanya.

Ega asks for the plate Zahra brought. Take her to one of the doors in the kitchen. There is a dining table that is not too big. Beside it there is a glass wall that shows a beautiful garden view in the yard.

Zahra and Papa Adnan also walked there. The girl arranged all her food on the table. Preparing the tableware for the three of them.

(internet source)

Have dinner.

*****