Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!

Allow Us Ta'aruf

Alkan continued to stare at a man, who was looking at him flat, full of mystery.

"What do you need, you came here?" one question, came out from the mouth of the middle-aged foreign-faced man, who was staring flatly at him.

His two clear ash eyes, looked so intimidating to Alkan. Meanwhile, the beautiful woman next to him, looks more friendly.

Meanwhile, the girl he was struggling with, looked concerned at him. How not to be concerned, Alkan is currently flanked by several large men, dressed in black, some even tattooed anyway.

"I want to ask permission, to ta'aruf with Grecia, and ask permission to take him, to see my Mother" said convinced Alkan, there is no doubt in it. Even in his heart at this moment, it was inversely proportional to his tone earlier.

The middle-aged, bule-faced man glanced at the Princess, who was staring concernedly at her royal man.

"What do you see from my daughter?" one question was asked back.

Alkan inhaled a deep breath, without taking his eyes off the two ash eye beads, which just kept on intimidating him.

"Father," said Alkan again.

One corner of the lips, the middle-aged man lifted back up. Showing a thin smile impressed cynical.

"heart? you could be mel...,"

" His nature, his attitude, his body, and everything that is in him." continued Alkan, even he interrupted the words of the prospective Father-in-law.

Alkan frowned in wonder, when he saw the girl he was struggling with, and also the woman who was a little similar to the girl, holding a smile when she heard his words. What else when he saw the annoyed face, the middle-aged man with the face of a bule in front of him.

"Wah not yet become a ghost, already dare to be the same as the future-in-law, tell me to go home, Pi! at most he will not be able to, to protect Cici." said spicy a man, who had just come down the stairs, making their attention turned towards him.

The curly-haired man, sitting down casually, near the girl who was staring madly at the man.

"If the problem protects, God willing I will protect Grecia as much as I can." replied Alkan bravely.

"What can you do? what kind of martial arts are you good at?" the man asked again.

Alkan looked thinning his lips, soft look he just kept showing, on the person who was staring curiously, at him.

"Taekwondo," said Alkan casually.

The curly-haired man again raised his eyebrows, a petty look still imprinted on his two eyes.

"That's all, that's me...,"

The curly-haired man, did not seem to blink in the slightest. While the middle-aged man, who was in front of Alkan, was seen glancing at the princess. The silent one was developing a smile, but as much as he could endure it.

"All right, you can take him! I hold all your words young man! this family highly upholds a belief, so do not let you eliminate our trust, to you," said slowly the prospective Father-in-law, but full of meaning.

"Pi, can't do it dong! it's easy to know, we have to test first, he could just talk about the cost..,"

"But! don't worry about Papi kayak, why the hell!" joked Cia, he was already quite nervous as Alkan continued to be fawning by the Papi.

And now, Galaska is pumping the Papi to do even more extreme things. No, Cia wouldn't let that happen, she didn't want to see Alkan get hurt.

"It's for your own good, Cici! let someone do it...,"

"Cici is again the husband, not the bouncer! what to wear in a test run? You think Mas Al's new car should be reyen?" cia's protest cuts off Galaska's speech.

'In the same reyen I am tomorrow, not the same Bang Galak.' continued Cia in heart.

"Whatever! but remember, if you can't protect our Cici, I'll drag this boy home myself!" threaten Galaska, and sound full of warnings for Alkan.

"God willing, I will carry out the mandate of Mas and Tuan. Protecting Grecia, as I said before." - timpal Alkan in a serious tone.

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