Marrying a Mysterious Man

Let me Meet Your Mama

This morning Kalala was preparing for her departure to Surabaya. Shira asks Akash to take her best friend to the airport. However, Akash refused, as the journey to the airport was quite far away, and it would certainly be draining for Shira, especially today he had to go to the campus to complete the revision of his script.

“Sorry yes, Kala, I can't anter you to the Airport,” he said after releasing his embrace with Kalala.

“Iya, nothing, anyway I went to Surabaya just two days, later also we meet again.”

Shira poked her lips, as if reluctant to be abandoned by her best friend. “Emh Shira waved Kalala's hand spoiledly.

“Udah, darling, later he is late again,” said Akash, pulling Shira away from Kalala.

Kalala smiled, encouraging Shira so that her best friend was not sad to be left behind by her.

“Thank you, Mister, Mother, and Shira,” thank you to Akash, Tessa and Shira.

Kalala also entered the car in which there was a driver. He sat sweetly inside, opened the car window and as the car drove by, he waved his hand at Shira.

“Dah, Kalala, do not forget to send greetings to your mama yes..” Shira shouted as loud as possible, which was answered by the okay sign by Kalala's hand.

“Ummm... very sad to be left by my best friend. Though only five seconds, but I already miss her,”, said Shira saw the departure of Kalala's car that was getting further from her sight.

Akash and Tessa shake their heads.

“Not to be more! There will still be me with Mother,” said Akash embracing Shira with affection.

“Emh, yes.. but ‘kan ...”

“Nothing but - but, let's go in yuk, today I take you to campus ya,” said Akash while holding Shira tightly into his arms.

***

Soekarno Hatta Airport.

Jackson had been waiting for the arrival of Kalala since 30 minutes ago, and now his two neutrals only found the figure he had been waiting for since.

Jackson waved his hand as a sign of his presence there to Kalala.

Kalala also accelerated his rare approach to Jackson who was standing waiting for him.

“Sorry, Sir. Did you wait long?” kalala asked with breath still up and down irregularly.

Jackson smiled at him. “It's okay, just waiting thirty minutes only.”

“Yeah, 30 minutes?” kalala asked so surprised, when she found out that Jackson had been waiting for her for that long.

“Are you here alone? Where are Akash and Shira?” jackson asked, circulating his gaze across the area.

“I came alone, Sir. Was delivered by a driver until the departure terminal in front there,” replied Kalala, who still seems so difficult to manage her breath.

Jackson chuckled at the expression on Kalala's face which was still gasping for fatigue, as the girl must have had trouble finding Jackson's whereabouts when she got here.

“This, drink.” Jackson gave him a bottle of mineral water that he had just opened.

If he did not take it straight away, his eyes still looked vigilantly at Jackson.

“Let's relax, I won't poison you, just drink first. After this we go there to check in,” said Jackson.

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Now they are both on the plane, boarding the bussines class so as not to be too crowded passengers.

“Before take off, turn off your phone first, because internet data on the phone can interfere with the flight,” Jackson said.

Kalala just realized, since last night he has not opened his cellphone. Even when he left, he could not check it. Kalala hastily ransacked the small bag on her lap.

He looked around for his phone, and found it. There were 12 missed calls from her mother's phone number. There were also four short messages from her aunt's number and one short message from the man's number next to her now.

“Jackson sent me a message?” murmured Kalala inwardly, glancing at Jackson stole a glance.

Kalala also opened a message from her aunt who said that later her aunt would pick up Kalala at the airport.

After that, his thumb now began to scroll through the messages sent by Jackson.

Kalala's eyebrows intertwined, staring at her phone screen in wonder. Reading a short message from Jackson that he felt, he seemed to have misdelivered.

(In addition to winning the tender, I also want to win the hearts of your parents—Jackson)

“Did he send this to meet his girlfriend? But, Mr Jackson ‘kan has never dated?” inner Kalala, returned a glance towards Jackson.

“So he actually sent this message to me? I ‘kan—” Kalala glanced back at him in wonder.

“Why? Are you fascinated by my good looks?” jackson asked confidently, pointing the corner of his lips at Kalala.

Kalala immediately nodded to hear it. “Ih, really smart!” chirps, which he hurriedly closed his mouth with his fingers, because his lips when he spoke, indeed sometimes like can not be on the brake.

“Pede it must be, but before pede, make sure it has been glazed first,” Jackson replied lightly, increasingly making Kalala buy his eyes, did not expect that Jackson could say like a narcissist too.

“Have you read my message?” jackson smiled faintly.

When he saw the smile line on the lips of the man in front of him, he refocused his mind. “Hah? What?” he asked because he was completely unfocused.

“Haha, it turns out that you are really fascinated with my good looks huh,” his murmur chuckled small.

“You've read messages from me ‘kan?” jackson repeated his question.

“Emh, already,” replied Kalala doubtfully.

“So, how? Would you let me meet your mama?” ask Jackson seriously.

“Eh, what?! Meet my mama?” tanyanya surprised.