Lurah Pondokku Candidate My Husband

18. Official application

I will visit Lilik Mas Ali's house today, in preparation for our formal proposal and the date of our wedding. We went there and discussed how the technical event would be our application.

After we finished our discussion, we went outside to find lunch. Being with him is very rare. Although we stayed at the cottage but our meeting intervals were spelled out very rare, even if I meet I always run away and avoid him because it feels very bad if it gets caught by Mr. Kiai or other friends.

He's a gentleman in my cottage, howoun I have to keep his image, not to be damaged just because of the romance between us.

He asked me to hug his waist, he stroked my hand gently, while the other hand he used to drive.

" Will not focus on driving" I told him.

" Don't worry, I'll make sure everything's safe "

When we got to the restaurant, we ordered what we wanted. My favorite food is chicken noodles, so we went to my subscription place at the chicken noodle stall around the reef.

While we were eating, not accidentally meeting my college friend, he just greeted me, asking around on campus assignments, but I saw Mas Ali just keep glaring at me. I feel bad. Soon I ended my conversation with my friend, Andre his name, classmate and also a prody with me.

" Why the hell, so jutek be a person" my protest approached him. He's still pouting.

" I told you, I don't like it when you talk to other men" absurdly, because he is. When can I only talk to women? Not very busy this person.duringly ngeselin will be.

" Promise with me, as much as possible, reduce your interaction with other men, please take care of my feelings" she looked at me pleasingly.

" Oh my God, why is he so possessive?" my monologue is in my heart.

" Please promise yah.." she took my hand and brought her hug. I was groggy at the time. Honestly, my heart was beating so fast back then. I've never been this close to a grown man, let alone to someone who in the sense of the word has a special relationship with me, my future husband.

" Yes, I promise. Then what about you?" ask me back, it feels unfair, I was banned from talking to other men, while he was free to talk to other women.

" My heart belongs only to you, I can make sure that I will limit the interaction with other women" she smiled at me and kissed my hand at a glance. I'm so happy. It feels like there are thousands of butterflies flying in my head right now.

Our order has come, so we eat in silence, it is not good to eat while talking. He seemed to be enjoying my chicken noodles. In the past, in semester one to semester four, I was boarding around the area, so I had a meal here. The shop owner's mother also broke up with me.

" Is her boyfriend Mba?" ask him when we are done eating.

" Not Ma, but my future husband" I blushed in embarrassment as I glanced at Mas Ali. I saw him smiling too. After paying for our food, we said goodbye, when I got out of there, accidentally bumped into Isna, my friend on campus.

" Don't try to know me with your friends" he pouted looking dislike of my intentions earlier.

" He only asked for acquaintances, nothing more. Don't overdo it, I'll be ashamed of my friend. How are you anyway, all my friends you treat rich enemies, strange deh" protest me not like the behavior of him who always wants to win alone and likes weird.

" I don't need your friends. I just need you. That's enough for me, okay?" he told me to hold and immediately drive the motor at medium speed.

I just smiled at Isna from the bike, coding to say goodbye to her, I hope she understands what I mean. Here's how if you have an ice block husband candidate, everywhere make you dizzy. Tomorrow when I go to college I must be a gossip of friends, in this way.today my future husband has offended two friends, with his cold attitude he, as cold as a block.

" Where are we going? Why don't you just go back to the cabin?" I was surprised, because he pointed the motorbike in the opposite direction from the road I usually pass if I want to go home to the cottage.

" With the muter road, I want to take a short walk to the Queen" he called the name of the famous Mall in Purwokerto. I just kept quiet what he wanted. Lazy to argue with him.

We arrived at the mall, take a walk to wash our eyes, the term young mah.. I saw him buy a rose and a bear doll.

" What do you want to buy? Just take it, I'll pay" he bargained. But I didn't feel the heart to do that, so I shook my head at the sign of refusing her offer.

Although a student, I very rarely go to the Mall, so it is not a hobby, not jaim or again join with reject his offer. Purely not have the heart, I don't know the hell, how usually he gets monthly submissions from his parents, but as a fellow student, I really do not feel the heart to do it.

I saw him buy a lot of snacks and some accessories, I who did not have preparation to go to the mall. So just accompany him, buy nothing.

After being satisfied with the walk, we decided to go home, while in the mall, I do not know why he did not want to let go of his hand. I'm really scared if anyone knows us, and then people talk.

He seems so indifferent. It's so dizzy. Anyway I still remember the lecture he had in the past to convene Aini, no courtship!!! this is.. what is the name when dating ? I'm frustrated, I swear.

" Had not, I'm cape loh, from around like there's no work like that" he turned to me, then smiled sweetly and stroked the tip of my head gently. I was wrong to be treated that way. Be me hiding my face behind her back while covering my face with my hands, ashamed. He teased me by pinching my waist, I was shocked and immediately ran out of his reach. I saw him chasing me to the parking lot.

" It's yes, please don't flirt anymore. I swear to God, "I begged him to stop him, really, I can't do it anymore. All day outside, it was exhausting. It was the longest day in my history with her, we spent the whole day together.

" We go home yuk, I'm not good with Mr. Kiai" I told him.

" Alright, let's go home" we finally went home too, after a short stop by the chicken shop, order some food for dinner. He went down in front of the SPN mosque, then walked back to the cottage. I continued my journey on my bike. He gave all his groceries to me.

Turns out he bought all of that for me, he himself didn't buy anything.