Married Because of Ijbar

Chapter 67

“Hahaha ... Sir, it was very difficult to make the girl angry,” said Darya while shaking her head. “I have installed the most annoying face earlier, ehh even his brother who is angry with me. He was able to meet me at the police station.”

“Hahaha ..” Khayru laughed back at the report of her driver who had just met Maula. He tried to imagine what Darya's annoying behavior was like. “He was killed. Not that nyolot?” tanyakanya.

“The expression was as flat as when I hit the car the other day, you know, sir. Even he is ready to transfer hundreds of millions of money that I asked for because I do not want to debate the coachman again.”

Khayru knitted both eyebrows while raising her lips. He really can't be angry anymore?

“His sister asked Tuan to come for nego, how?”

“What?! I should come? Please, it's not time.”

The chatter was increasingly boisterous after the arrival of Darya the messenger sent Khayru to ask for the cost of repairing his damaged car. And also Cahyo who is no longer a homeless person because he is currently exchanging positions with Khayru.

The two of them endlessly persuaded Khayru and frightened her while laughing.

“Ngapain, anyway, sir must be lying? If caught, right, can finish our history.”

“Pak Darya see for yourself, right, if my Maulaku is now very relaxed. We made him angry, but the response was just that. Face without expression. Everyone could not guess the true heart of Maula. If he wants to get angry later, I'll let him do it.”

“Lah, continue later if Maula is really in love with Karo I, Piye, Mas?” chirps Cahyono.

“Ndak possible,” reply Khayru with Javanese accent while commenting smile. “Lha wong Maula mung tresno karo I. Dheweke wes ngakoni.” (People, his love is just like me. He already admitted) While puffing his chest.

Maula's confession the other day made Khayru a little confident.

“But, but .. kepiye yen Mas Iru got udan. Skinny dadi fade lan mole gaweane arrived, ilang ing endi? Utawa mustache arrives with Ngarepe Maula. Really, funny?

(But, but .. how to try if later Mas Iru hit by rain water. His skin faded and his artificial mole was dislodged, gone somewhere? Or the whiskers come off next to Maula's in front. Isn't that funny?)

Cahyo said it wasn't funny but she laughed when she imagined it.

“Most later Maula laughs our rich. I'm glad he could laugh. May his heart be happy.”

“Oalah, Angel talking Karo sampeyan, Mas.” (Oh, it's hard talking to you, Mas) Cahyo shook his head.

“In the meantime want her to be angry, a member of her laugh, piye,”gumam Cahyo.

The next day, Maula came to the cafe an hour earlier than her college schedule. He just wanted to check the CCTV footage for evidence. There was not even a single person yet to come, but Maula could do it by herself. While sitting in front of the monitor, he continued to look for recordings that occurred in the day, date and hour that corresponded to the events he experienced.

From the CCTV that leads to the yard, a car follows him since he entered the cafe yard which is still very airy because the atmosphere is still early in the morning, there has not been a single visitor who came. However, somehow the car behind Maula mepet as if there is no place to move. And finally, the car hit the back of Maula's car, until the driver and Maula immediately went down to make sure. Vidio continued walking until Maula left first after her ID was taken from her driver's hand.

The car stayed there long enough. Even. The driver and one other person were seen coming back down from the car and entering the cafe which still looked quiet. Soon they came out with a man who looked like Dandi. It can still be recognized from the Afron it wears.

*Who is the man among the driver and and Dandi who walked towards the front of the cafe*?

Try zooming in on the computer screen. However, suddenly ... the power went out, the room became a little dark. There was nothing he could do but get out of the room.

Maula was a little shocked, as she walked out of the CCTV room. There's Dandi who's been coming out of nowhere.

“Loh, when did Mas Dandi dateng? I didn't hear his voice?”

“New. What are you doing in the CCTV room? Find something?” he said while repairing the electric fuse until it was on again.

“Oh, it's broken from there, huh? I thought the lights were off from the center.” When he saw all the lights coming back on after Dandi fixed it

“Iya, it looks overloaded.”

Dandi opened all the curtains that closed the windows and glass doors and turned the writing hanging on the door. **Closed** to**Open**, a sign that the cafe is ready to operate, even if it only serves a cup of hot coffee at this early time.

“Do we need to add electric power, Mas? Later I said the same Om Aldi.” Maula helped bring down chairs deliberately arranged on the table since the cafe closed last night.

“It seems not necessary,” replied Dandi while wearing the usual Afron circular on his waist. “Oh, yes. What did you do from there?” His mouth leads to the CCTV room with the door still open.

“Euh, anu .. just wanted to see the recording Wednesday morning, Mas.” While wiping the table and then put the box tisue and cafe table number made of clear acrylic.

“Me, no?” dandi asked as he walked towards the pantry that was still visible from there.

“Hunter power off.”

“Later I findin.”

“Oh yes, Mas. On Wednesday, who came here?”

“Which one, huh? Forgot.” Dandi grimaced because he could not remember the visitors who came one by one.

“He who came with a luxury car class Lambhorgini Aventador ... Range Rovers ... Ferrari California ... BMW i8 .. whether Chevrolet Camaro or what the name of the main class that. It must be yellow. No other car came at that time because it was still morning, Mas, try to remember because I saw on CCTV he was walking forward with Mas Dandi. Looks like, you guys had a chat with Mas Cahyo on the front bench.”

Dandi seemed to frown while shaking his waist, while his right hand continued to massage the temple, like he was thinking about something.

“OK. Later I see again the recording, who knows remember.” He returned to activities, turned on *coffe maker* and prepared some groceries that are usually ordered for breakfast.

“Iya, Mas. Help me yes, make a copy of his vidionya as well.” While staring at the watch then take a bag on the sofa and carry some modules. “Mau menggampus first, Nih, later back here again while waiting for the next class,” he said while rushing away.

Maula simply waved her hand as it passed.

A few hours later, Maula had returned to the cafe, she always took advantage of her mandiri learning time there, while slightly helping Dandi and Rere's work. It looks like Dandi is whispering while laughing small in Nikita's ear, because that's how they work on the sidelines of his busyness.

“You both whispered mutely. What's up, anyway?” A maula suddenly appeared between the two of them.

Nikita put her lips to the left corner of the table. There, there was none other than Cahyo who was waiting while playing his flagship guitar quote.

“Wait a minute!” dandi said as he warmed up the toast he made a few hours ago, then thrust it towards Maula.

“This is for Mas Cahyo? Why not give directly to the person?”

“People don't want to. He's waiting for you, La.” Nikita grinned a little.

“Wait since when?”

“There are two hours,” replied Nikita of origin.

Without asking any more, Maula immediately brought the bread before Cahyono who had not realized the arrival of Maula.

“Mas! If you are given food, just eat it. Why wait for me?” Maula immediately sat in front of him as she placed the carrying bag on the empty seat.

“*Sopo sing, sampeyan, toh*? *No need to ge-er*.” (who is waiting for you, anyway? Don't ge-er)

“Hahaha .. they both said earlier, how, anyway?” ketus Maula pointed at Nikita and Dandi who pretended not to look at them.

“*Yo wes, want to singin, Ndak? Mumpung again free, tis, tis*.”

“Don't, Mas, don't! Later customers can run away all, you know. Kasian Rere's. The cafe can be quiet visitors, later.”

“*Mosok*?” he said he didn't believe. “*Dene, biyen ana brat wadon sing mesthi njaluk I humbang song kanggo dhewe*”

“Mas .. roaming, Mas.” Maula does not understand Javanese.

“Dulu ... there is always a girl who always asks me to sing a song for her,” Cahyo said with a smile towards Maula.

“Who is it?” mula asked while raising her eyebrows.

“*Poko'e*, she's the most beautiful girl in the world. Ora's jealous, huh? She's girl number*siji* *soale*.”

“Idiihhh .. why am I jealous? Mas ... Mas ...” Maula shook her head while laughing.

“Loh, why laugh? I'm serious, Ma'am. My beloved girl is beautiful not playing, loh.”

“iya, yes believe, but funnyuu ...” The maula could not stop her laughter.

“I said this, *soale* worried that Maula already likes me. Could be heartbroken later.”

Amidst their laughter, Aldi suddenly came unexpectedly.

“Dan!” the cry on Dandi. “So this is the busker?” He ruffled his waist while glaring towards Cahyo then pulled his hand forcefully. “Come with me! Udah said the buskers should not enter here, still ngeyel,” said Aldi no mercy.

“*Sek .. sek ..sek*! ”

“*Duh, Wrestling, ono opo, Iki*?”

“*Mbak! follow me, Ma'am*!”

“*Areps don't like me nang endi*?”

“*Mas ...! Ouch, Mas! piye Iki*?”

To Be Continued ....