My husband's a servant's son

My husband's a servant's son
S2~ Episode 157



Assalamu'alaikum's chat.


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The unknown number kept sending such messages that made Salsa uneasy. He also felt uneasy because the man said that he would keep an eye on him.


Not wanting to think about it anymore, Salsa chose to go to the bathroom to take ablution water. He wants to perform Dzuhur prayer which is delayed.


After performing the prayer he chose to sleep because he was very tired.


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Now the seconds change minutes, the minutes change hours. And it doesn't feel like the day has started at night. After the Maghrib Salsa prayer immediately get ready, he did not forget the promise he wanted to go to dinner with Sam.


He is currently looking to see his appearance. He smiled at himself looking at the glass.


"God, I'm beautiful too, I wear a hijab" she murmured in praise of herself.


Indeed Salsa had begun to hijab because the Mother asked. Oh no, actually it was his own desire to close the aurat. He also realized that he was a big boy, not a child anymore. He should not constantly look at his awrah to everyone, even if it was just a hair.


Ting!


While being engrossed in a sudden hearing the sound of incoming messages from his phone. He immediately saw it which turned out to be a message from Sam.


๐Ÿ’ŒI'm already ahead.


Salsa immediately replied to him, then he walked out of the room intending to approach Sam. But before he did not forget to look for Father, his mother to leave.


"Dad, Mother! Where are you?!" her screams that soon got approval from her mother.


"Father same Mother at the dinner table baby! Let's go have dinner!" sahut Salma's.


Hearing that, Salsa approached him. Father and Mother were busy preparing for dinner.


"Where are you going? It's neat so?" salma asked curiously.


"Dad, Mother, I want to ask permission to dinner with Brother Sam. What can?" salsa asked, looking down.


"Dinner with Sam? Alright it's okay just don't come home too late," Salma replied with a happy smile that her daughter had now started hijab.


"All right, thank you, Mother. But, did you allow it?" salsa said and asked while looking at her father.


"Go, you be careful. Take care of yourself, don't come home too late. If ten o'clock hasn't come home yet, I won't let you out the other night. Remember you are a girl, you can not wander through the night" said Jaka firmly.


"Okay Dad, Salsa promised not to come home too late" Salsa said.


"If it is Salsa pamit, assalamu'alaikum!" the girl kissed the backs of her parents' hands.


"Wa'alaikumsalam, be careful!"


Salsa passed out of the house intending to approach Sam. The man who had been waiting in front of the gate by leaning his body into the front car.


"Sister Sam, I'm sorry I waited a long time?"


Hearing that, Sam turned his head. Instead of answering the girl he was staring at the beauty of the girl in front of him. Indeed Salsa smeared his face with powder and limb even though thin but looks very beautiful that made Sam fascinated.


'Massyaallah, Aca is more beautiful if it is like this.' her mind is fascinated.


"Sister Sam!" call Aca.


"Why is that?" asked, he immediately shifted his eyes.


"Sister, what's so bad about it?!" ask Salsa.


"Ekhem, it's okay. Have you given your parents permission?" Sam switched the conversation.


"Sister, they're allowed to go home but don't come home too late" Salsa replied.


"Well, let's be afraid later even night," Sam asked as he opened the car door for Salsa, "Please."


"Thank you" Salsa said with a smile.


Sam returned his smile, then he closed the car door quietly. And after that he walked around the car to come inside as well.


Sam started driving his car to a place. It didn't feel like a few minutes later they arrived at a restaurant.


"Please go down Princess" said Sam, bending over to open the car door for Salsa.


"Thank you ... Sis, why is the restaurant so quiet?" salsa asked confusedly as she stared at the front yard of the very quiet restaurant. Because usually what he knows is always crowded, especially now Sunday night.


"Hmm, you close your eyes first well," Sam's pinta made Salsa frown.


"Pake will also know," said Sam while intending to pair the blindfold to Salsa.


"But I won't see!"


"Let's just be me" Sam replied with a smile. He began to attach blindfolds to Salsa.


"Where the hell is this, brother? Not long?" salsa asked curiously.


"Please calm down soon. Well it's up," Sam stopped his steps which were also followed by Salsa.


"Now you can open your eyes when I'm done counting to three yah" Sam asked as he opened his blindfold.



Think of ush like it๏ธ Males nyari picture;)


Salsa began to slowly open her eyes. He looked around and covered his mouth, "Wah nah bangett. Is this the brother who made it all?"


Sam nodded with a smile, "Let's sit down, please" Sam asked as he shifted the chair to sit down with Aca. He sat down on the chair across the table in the middle of them.


"Do you like it? Sorry, it's ugly" asked Sam.


"Good brother, I really like it. The view is also very beautiful" said Salsa.


"Thank you ... The waiter! Deliver everything I ordered!" pinta Sam to the restaurant's waiter.


"Eh, this kid is so quiet. Usually Sunday nights like rames," said Salsa curious.


"I've booked this restaurant for tonight" Sam replied casually.


"Huh?! Brother why use all booking?"


'Whatever to you I will do, ' said Sam in his heart.


Sam just smiled and not for long the food came with very much.


"Please enjoy."


"Thank you, who's this big brother for?!" salsa asked as she stared at the food in front of her very much and it looked delicious.


"Make both of us, you if you want to finish everything can also Kok," Sam replied with a smile.


Salsa just smiled awkwardly, then he began to devour his food slowly as well as Sam.


"Well, it's delicious, try it" said Sam, giving a spoonful of food to Salsa's mouth.


The girl accepted it happily, "Ah iyah it is very tasty. All the food is very good, sometime I will eat here deh," he said.


Sam just smiled as he nodded, then they went back to devouring his food. Until a few minutes later....


After finishing the meal, the atmosphere was very quiet. Which makes Salsa feel very awkward. While Sam he felt his chest pounding incoherently. The man was gathering courage to express his feelings.


He took a deep breath while closing his eyes for a moment. Then Sam knelt before Salsa to the surprise of the girl.


"Who-what's wrong?! Wake up, why is it there?" salsa asked confusedly, she immediately stood up.


Sam ignored the girl's question. He suddenly took out a small red box and opened it.



"Aca, I'm not a romantic type of guy. But honestly, I do have feelings for you. I don't know where this feeling comes from. I love you, I love you. Don't know how you feel about me, but be honest. I'm very serious to you, Will you marry me Salsabila Azahra Princess Alexander?" sam said that made Salsa round her eyes.


Salsa covered her mouth with her hands. Honestly, he was very moved, not knowing why he was so happy now. With a pounding heart he slowly stretched out his hand and wanted to say the word 'yes'.


Ting!


Suddenly a message came in from his phone. Coincidentally his phone is being held. Actually he did not want to see the message, but out of curiosity fear of messages from his parents Salsa also chose to see it.


"Ah sorry, just a second," said Salma rather awkwardly.


๐Ÿ’ŒDon't accept that man! If you accept it, I'll make sure tonight he doesn't survive!


Turns out it was a message from that obscure number. Salsa chose to ignore him, he looked back at Sam who was waiting for his answer.


With her heart pounding, Salsa tried to say 'yes'. I don't know why his tongue feels stiff to speak. It's really very stubborn right now.


Ting! Ting! Ting!


Suddenly the message from the unknown number came back in. Feeling annoyed Salsa re-opened his phone intending to block the number. But he was silent to see the message.


๐Ÿ’ŒI've never messed around Miss Pretty ... Did you forget I was always watching you. The proof is now I know where you are


๐Ÿ’Œ *send a photo of him and Sam.


๐Ÿ’Œ If you keep taking it, I'll make sure tonight he won't survive!


Salsa read the message quivering in fear of her threat. He looked at Sam softly, on the one hand he wanted to accept Sam's proposal. But on the other hand, he doesn't want Sam for anything.


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