My Little Bride

Episode 90's

Not far away, some people were whispering to their friends.

"Eh see why the car over there is swaying?"

Brian and Nafiza had a love affair in a parked car not far from the night market location.

"You are so naughty" Nafiza said, re-wearing her clothes.

"Rogue? I'm the kindest and most understanding man" Brian had neatly put on his clothes.

"This is making me a mess!"

Suddenly I heard a song with a guitar.

You're making me a mess

You're making me feel bad

You're making me helpless

The first stanza of D'Masiv Love is killing me

Apparently a bunch of young people carrying singing guitars while walking past Brian's car. Nafiza and her husband just turned their heads until the horde of sons left.

"Sorry yes here I tidy up" Brian combed Nafiza's long hair with his hands, a mischievous idea popping into his mind. He put Nafiza's hair to the right and kissed her neck giving Nafiza goosebumps.

"Ishhh Brian was just now"

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

Someone knocked on the glass door of Brian's car right next to him, they both panicked a little. Nafiza immediately buttoned the tops he wore.

"You are impatient! want to do it now so we're being scolded by people!" nafiza was upset.

"How else, it happened. You're tidy yet?"

"Yes already" Nafiza pretended to be sitting neatly, Brian lowered his car windshield and looked up at who was knocking on their car glass.

"Good night, miss" said Troy.

"Hahhhhh I thought you were satpol PP Troy" Brian and Nafiza both sighed.

"Sorry to surprise you, what did you do in the car to think it would be reprimanded by the PP satpol?"

"Troy's habit of sports" Brian replied ambiguously. Nafiza nudges her elbow.

"What sport is in the car?" Troy rolled his eyes into the car.

"Narrow like this where can sport" inner Troy.

"The sport is for professionals only Troy"

"I? I'm professional yet sir?" tanyanya polo's.

"You may be a professional but you have no opponent"

"If you want to be my opponent come" he asked.

"Eh his opponent must be female Troy must not be male" Troy nodded his head in understanding.

"Oh this car turns out what people are talking about is swaying. Geez, Mr. Brian, thankfully, not reprimanded by satpol PP. Basic nafsuan!"

"Why are you here, Troy?" Brian asked back.

"I'm just walking around, sir, long wanted to go to the night market"

"Son Troy alone?" ask Nafiza.

"Yes, miss"

"Why not take Tita?"

"We're busy at his house he can't get out"

"Ooohhhh then brother Troy for what to come here alone?"

"Just whistling non want to ride a windmill feel the cold air"

"Sister Troy is weird huh" whispered Nafiza to Brian, he really imagined Troy riding a windmill ride alone as his mill stopped in the middle of the top.

"Indeed, Troy was a little strange, let it be" he replied to Nafiza's whisper.

"Troy do you want us to be with you?"

"No need sir if you're going home please just go home"

"Seriously, brother Troy?"

"Yes, miss"

"But don't jump from the windmill"

"Husss what are you talking about!" Brian nudged Nafiza's shoulder.

"So Troy's like a man with a lot of thoughts"

"Not really okay" he said trying to calm Brian and Nafiza.

"Troy's bull you're not thinking about something?"

"No sir I'm fine"

"Yes we've come home huh" Brian exited the back door of the car and moved to the front in the follow by Nafiza.

"Be careful brother Troy don't think of jumping" Troy chuckled at it.

"Let's just calm, miss"

Brian drives his car away from Troy.

"Mr and miss know I'm thinking something"

The flashback

Troy had arrived at his home after work, he pulled his tie while sitting on his bed.

Dddrttt dddrttt

Shaking Troy's phone, he took it from inside the pocket of the suit he had placed on the chair. The call was from an unknown new number.

"Hello" said Troy to start the conversation.

"Hello is this really Mr Troy?"

"Who's sorry?"

"I'm secretary to Mr. Danu father of Miss Tita, do you have time today to meet? my master wants to see you"

"When do you want to meet?" answer Troy calmly.

"An hour, I'll sharelock the location for you"

"Good"

"Good afternoon" the caller closed the call.

Suddenly Troy's heart was racing.

"Why his father Tita wants to meet now huh" Troy became nervous. "May be well"

Troy finally went to the bathroom and prepared. Not long after that he was dressed and got a message to come to a restaurant that had been told the location. He immediately headed to the parking lot and drove his car.

Troy had arrived, he went inside and there the waiter drove him to a customer-order VVIP room. The door of the room was opened and it looked like a young man who seemed to be not much different from Troy and a middle-aged man was sitting in front of a dining table that had been served various kinds of food and food beverage.

Troy bent his body.

"Sit down" Tita's father ordered.

Troy according to him sat in a chair in front of Lord Danu.

"Your name is Troy right?"

"Yes sir"

"Call me not sir" he asked.

"Sorry yes"

"What's your job?"

"I work as the personal secretary of a CEO" Troy's hands trembled slightly and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

"Where does your family live?"

"My family lives in the village"

"What is your relationship with my son Tita?" ask Tita's father unceremoniously, making Troy even more nervous.

"I am me" Troy became a scene.

"If answered honestly I date his son Mr. Danu angry no yes" inner Troy confused. A few minutes Troy was silent and thought.

"You like my son?" ask her again bluntly.

"Yes, sir uh om"

"Like or love?"

"My one"

"Jawab" said Mr. Danu flatly frightened Troy.

"I love son sir uh son om" he shouted suddenly.

"Hahaha" Danu laughed at Troy.

"Well why Tita's father even laughed like after laughing I'll be in the goroknya"

"Then tell your parents next month you're getting engaged"

"What's? I didn't hear you wrong?"

"No, if you're serious about my child, marry me, don't date. Really no?" he asked as he turned to the sectarian beside him and the young man nodded his head. Troy smiled a forced smile.

Flashback Off

Troy walked to buy a ticket for the windmill, he lined up and entered alone into the birdhouse-shaped place.

The windmill stopped right in the middle at the top position where Troy was sitting, leaning his head against the iron corner. His mind sank incoherently.

"How come it's soon Troy will let go of the bachelor" he said himself with a withered face.

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