Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!
Plan
📲Unknown number
[Assalamualaikum, is this true with, Cici?]
The soft voice of someone across the phone made Cia petrified. His two eyes did not rub, not even Cia could make the slightest sound, even though she only answered the greeting.
Cia was too shocked, the voice of the person she had thought about, she could finally hear.
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[Hallo, Assalamualaikum, sorry if I'm on the wrong side, I'll close tel..,"]
"Wa-Waalaikumsallam" said Cia.
However, both corners of Cia's lips were raised, and it made Yasmine raise her brow side. What's more, when you hear the voice of the person across the phone, the voice of a man, but it seems very soft.
📲Unknown number
["Take it?"] call gently.
Cia had closed both eyes, heard the call, her heart was too fragile, while dealing with the soft voice and making her opiate.
"Yes, Mas Al?" said Cici stammered, the smile on her lips widened, even unconsciously, Cia tightened Alkan's jacket, which she was currently wearing.
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["What's tomorrow, you want to meet with Mommy? but, if you're not ready, no."].
"Mother? The mother of Mas Al? b-can! could kok. Later Mas Al, just chat to this number, already yes Cici is still busy, yes busy Assalamualaikum!" break Cia.
Beep it!
The girl immediately turned off the phone, for some reason her heart beat faster. Both of his eyes, staring blankly at the cell phone, which he still held.
"Why is it killed, ogeb?" said yasmine's gnash.
Wanting to taste, Yasmine pinched the spoiled Cia at this moment. Not that he was missing the Mr. Penghulu, then why turned off his call.
"Mas Al, Mas Al would you like me to meet his mother?" great-grandson Cia, restless restless and all wrong.
"Yes bag..," Yasmine's speech was interrupted.
"DAGON BALL SAGA, ANJANI SUHERMAN! I MUST WHAT GOD! PLEASE HELP YOUR SERVANT!" cia's loud cry involuntarily, even Yasmine had to cover both her ears, hearing Cia's screech.
The two women turned towards the door, and even Yasmine immediately jumped into Cia's lap, when she saw Melody pointing a firearm at them.
"What's up, Miss? where's the guy?!" melody said coldly, even the face of the robot woman looked serious.
"MELODY DONATE! CHANGE BELL'S OFFICE DOOR!" screech hard Cia, for the umpteenth time.
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"Why turned off?" monologue, both eyebrows are linked while staring in wonder at the cellphone.
The man let out a rough sigh, his big fingers kept on crunching at the phone screen, looking like he was typing something.
💌to Cici [Tomorrow I pick up, at 4 pm,Waalaikumsallam.] Send
Quite briefly, the message she sent, to the girl she was currently, would be infused with her.
Ting📩 Cici's
[I'm waiting]
A reply from the girl, made both corners of her lips lift up perfectly. Slowly he took a deep breath, hopefully tomorrow the meeting of him and the Cia family, will go smoothly.
"Bismillah hirrahmanirrahim." he murmured softly.
"Mas Alkan? let's eat first, it's noon!" call a man.
The man who had been breathing deeply, seemed to nod. He immediately grabbed the keys to his motorbike, mobile phone and wallet in his briefcase.
"Come on! where are we going to eat?" ask Alkan, to his co-worker named Fathur.
"The rice field looks good, come on once. No cholesterol, if you only eat once." chuckle the man again.
As for Alkan, he only shook his head while smiling faintly, at his co-workers.
ADUH ADUH ADUH, MELEHOI NENG BANG
