
"that was until someone knew you, even if you know someone first", Iwan teased Mifa.
"ishh, kak, I'm ashamed Mifa went on eating again".
Mifa and Iwan were both enjoying the food he was eating right now, no matter the food was making them both fat or something, which was obviously very good food.
meanwhile, Dadang has no appetite at all, although it is Dadang's favorite food at the table, but he has no taste at all.
"already brother?", said Mifa who just finished eating did not forget the drink.
"while Mif, brother lives a little, wait a minute well" said Iwan.
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"already yok, we go home", Iwan held Mifa's hand gently.
"yes sister, I want to take medicine to continue sleeping first", Mifa followed Iwan from behind who was holding her hand.
(medicine?, what's he sick?).
"thank you brother, already want anterin to get in front of the house", Mifa got off the motor Iwan while removing the helmet.
"yes, what the hell is not for my cousin's sister, who is spoiled?", Iwan tried to tease Mifa, reciprocated with a sweet whimper ala Mifa.
"da da maniss' sister", Iwan continued his motorbike to march away from Mifa.
"hufftt, basic", Mifa simply shook her head while snorting violently.
"assalamualaikum?" said Mifa, pushing her door.
"wa'alaikumsalam, Mifa's father", the father immediately embraced Mifa gently.
"father misses me?", Mifa returned a warm hug from her own father, father just nodded spoiled.
"sit was non, sir", said Bibi to break the harmony between the child and the father.
"yes, you sit down".
"yes well, by the way do not have to tense up that way" said Mifa trying to melt the gripping atmosphere made by her father.
"dad said a few days or weeks ago, that you will be a match, you must not want to accept", the cold tone that pounced on my father's words very much made Mifa surprised, mifa is sick.
Mifa was just silently swept away by her blank stare, not knowing what to say. "mak, mak, mak, sud dad?", asked Mifa who did not believe by father's words.
"father will match you, but father will open the time when you can accept this match", said father.
"well, but I don't know if I can accept this" tears began to trickle, Mifa could only beg to stop this matchmaking that was unacceptable for now.
"dad understands how you are feeling right now, I will love the time whether it is until when, the important thing is that I will wait for you son", he said by stroking Mifa's head.
"well, I want to pray the same sleep first well, assalamualaikum".
*Brukk, Mifa threw her body on the soft bed.
"drinking medicine first" Mifa got up from the bed opening up all the medicine she was going to take now.
after that Mifa prayed isya so as not to be missed.
PRATAMA GROUP~'S.
Mifa walked while bending her face, now the pain she suffered is not too severe, maybe Mifa only needs a break during leisure time.
(in a match?, why didn't you tell me first), her inner self by bending her face.
"Mifa,,", Renata slightly shouted as she patted Mifa's shoulder walking in front of her.
"astaghfirullah", surprised Mifa tried to calm down.
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sgni dl yh?, authr agk sbk mhn sorry