Love Wrapped Nista

Draw near

"Ta, let Hana come home with me!" ken said as the three would exit the parlour area.

"Hmm" said Rasta. The man knew Ken very well and knew how his best friend felt about Zahra, so he trusted in every action Ken had decided. Including about Zahra, the younger brother.

"I went home with Dirga!" reject Zahra, Ken increasingly convinced if his future wife is really avoiding him, maybe still upset because of their impromptu engagement.

Ken looks at Rasta, trying to ask for her best friend's support and Rasta understands what Ken's gaze means to her.

"You go home with Ken, Han! Brother still has work to do," said Rasta, trying to bring Zahra closer to Ken again, because here, he is the one who knows the most about each other's feelings, both Ken's feelings and the feelings of the real Brother-Sister are in love with each other.

Zahra let out a deep sigh, not wanting to go against the elder brother's words, she finally nodded her head obediently.

"Ok, Cukk! I'm going back first. You guys take care of the road, it's late afternoon!" rasta said while looking at the watch on her wrist that had shown at 17:15 Wib.

Rasta patted Ken on the shoulder, then pulled him into his old car.

"Come, Han..." Ken moves in and opens the car door for Zahra. Zahra got into the car Ken was using.

A few minutes on the way, no one opened their voices to talk to each other, they both seemed to dissolve in their minds.

"You're still mad at me, aren't you?" ken asked for a chat to break the silence.

"No," said Zahra.

"So, why avoid me? These days you're hard to find."

"Maybe I'm busy" said Zahra.

Ken mangosteen - mangosteen while still driving his car.

"If you call me, why'd it be diverted?" ask Ken again.

"I did arrange a transfer of calls against foreign numbers." Zahra has done just that since Frans has often called her with a foreign number to say about the final cost that Zahra had to bail out.

"If so, give me my name in your contact, so that I can contact you, okay?" pinta Ken glanced at Zahra.

"Hmmm..."

"Do you know my number yet? You're a new phone, you haven't saved my new number yet."

"Not yet."

"Well, I'll send you a message and you'll save it."

"Hmmm..."

"Hmm keep answering!" Ken smiled wryly.

Zahra.

"It's a long wait for another month," said Ken slowly but can still be heard by Zahra.

Ken slowed down the speed of the car when the sayup began to sound the sound of Adzan reverberating, then he began to stop the roar of his car in the yard of a mosque they passed. The man wanted to take Zahra to pray maghrib there.

"Sholat here?" his question to Zahra and the girl nodded faintly.

They went down together and separated to perform the Maghrib prayer in their respective parts. Previously they took ablution first-in the place that is already available.

Until finally Ken began to join the male worshipers in the front of the Mosque. While Zahra joined as a makmum in the back along with other women congregations.

After the Maghrib prayer in the mosque, they continued their journey.

It was dark when they got back in the car.

"Don..." Ken called Zahra in a very quiet voice, hesitating but he tried to convince himself to ask Zahra this question, considering they had just finished praying, maybe now Zahra's feeling is better than ever.

"Yes?" sahut Zahra is no less slow.

"Sorry if I want to know, why did Frans take you forcibly earlier? What is he doing to you? Does he know about our engagement?" Ken began to give Zahra many questions that she had wanted to know the answer to.

"Actually, I think Frans wants to sue me about the finalty money. But it's not..."

"Money finalty? Meanin?"

"Yes, I'm still under contract at your papa company. But now I work in another office. Isn't that a violation of the employment agreement? I have also been absent from work without information at the Om Bagas company. So Frans had demanded finalty money from me" Zahra explained.

"Then?"

"It turns out Frans didn't think about the finalty money, he said he didn't really care about it either."

"Surely what he wanted was..you, right?"

"Han, from the beginning, I did not understand why you could be Frans' future wife at that time!"

Zahra nodded slowly. "No, it's all just misunderstanding. I've already rejected Frans' proposal but it looks like he's still trying."

Ken smiled at her side. "So you've never been in a relationship before?"

"Friendship and co-workers, yes. But more than that, never."

"Alhamdulillah.." said Ken pleased. "So I was very worried when I found out you were taken by Frans. Then, why are you in the parlor? Why would Frans just let you go?"

"I just told her that feelings can't be forced, I asked her sincerely and I wished she had better than me."

"Certainly? He just thinks so?" Ken feels speechless about this.

"Yes, he said he'd try to forget me."

"It must be, he must have no intention of having what will be mine!" ken jumawa said.

Zahra only shook her head faintly with Ken's arrogant speech.

"But I don't know what he'd do if he knew that the one engaged to me was you!"

Ken's sniffing my shoulder. "Whatever he'll do, it won't change things! We're gonna get married, Han!" firmly Ken.

Moments later, Ken stopped the car on the side of the road.

"Why what?"

"We have dinner first. I'm a really laper, Han. Last afternoon would take you to lunch together, but you did not exist and instead were taken by force with Frans."

"Don't tell me you haven't had lunch yet." guess Zahra.

Ken nodded with his face set as brightly as possible, Zahra became heartless and immediately agreed to the man's invitation to eat.

They eat at street-side seafood stalls. The stall is decorated with orange tents that always looks crowded with visitors.

Ken invites Zahra to sit by his side, he pats the chair next to him so that Zahra sits down. Zahra said without much protest.

Then the handsome man began to want to order his flagship food menu.

"What do you want to eat?" ask him to Zahra.

"What the hell," said Zahra slowly. The charisma of a Ken at a time like this is always something he can't avoid. He misses the times when Ken chose food for him, like their past.

Ken smiled slightly, as if he had expected Zahra's answer to be like that.

While waiting for the food menu that had been ordered, Ken switched again to the girl sitting next to him.

"Where's your phone?" ask him to Zahra.

As usual, if you have eaten Ken's charm, the girl will obey herself like a buffalo that has been shaken by her nose. Within seconds, his phone had moved into Ken's hands. Looks like Ken does have hypnotic science, ck!

"How many passwords?" tanya Ken refers to Zahra's locked phone.

"My date of birth, zero nine-" Zahra's words did not continue because it turned out that the phone key was already open made Ken.

Did he memorize my date of birth?- Inner Zahra.

Ken started typing Zahra's phone, I don't know what she typed in there, Zahra didn't know. Just a few minutes the phone was in Ken's hands, then it was returned to Zahra just like that.

Zahra wanted to know what Ken was doing with his cell phone, but their food had already come and Ken immediately asked Zahra to eat his food.

Zahra begins to enjoy the food Ken chose for the two of them. Paddy shrimp sauce, kale cah, sweet sour crab, as well as flour fried squid.

Zahra tasted the food and it did not disappoint.

Ken painstakingly peeled off the crab skin using a brace, then slowly, he began to give the crab meat to his future wife.

"Eat a lot, let it be strong against me" teased Ken as he rolled his eyes.

Without realizing it, Zahra smiled because of Ken's words and actions. Somehow his heart warmed again because of the same figure.

He is angry at Ken, but his love for this man seems to outweigh that anger. I don't know...

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