My Love is Heavy on the Scales

CBT 12

The House of Haris Bintara

Haris came home empty-handed, call her to watch Mia rejected. He has a private schedule today. Haris views the purchased cookbook as an excuse to take Mia down the road.

He threw the book at the table, and threw himself on the sofa when he got home.

"It's hard to make alone together lo, you don't know what I like you from the past." murmured Haris.

"Who do you like?" Someone's voice surprised him.

"Fuck, make me hang lo!" Haris jumped up from his sleep.

"Where are you from?" Farel sat across the sofa that Haris was sitting on.

"Keppo, why are you here?"

"Him, even behind the nanya from earlier," Farel picked up the cookbook at the table. "You wanna play, you like cookbooks?"

Haris snatched the book in Farel's hand, Mia's chosen book should not be carelessly held it.

"Make my Mami from the future ghost!" Answer Haris as long as he puts his cookbook in a bag.

"Lo has a girlfriend? Who?" Farel.

"Udah is like a lo administrative officer, a lot of nanya. You clearly know who,"

"Mia?" Farel said softly.

"Tumben calls his name, you usually call him a walking mattress" Sarkas Haris.

"Gue's wrong, I hurt him."

Haris gawks at Farel's confession, Haris does not believe in Farel. He suspected Farel had other intentions.

"Don't macem-macem lo, this time I won't stay silent klo lo sampe for the same problem him!" Haris clenched his hand holding back the anger that suddenly appeared.

Farel smiled bitterly, It is natural that everyone does not believe in his guilt and regret. He had been so mean to Mia, not only toying with feelings but also topping up the wounds by being rude and even often cursing and humiliating her.

"Gue didn't ask you to trust me, because I know how fatal my mistake was," Farel let out a long sigh. "Well I said, how do I like him?"

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Airports

Looks like a beautiful woman rocking her lover's body. "Darling, wakeup. It's until neh!"

"Thank you for waking me up."

"Everything dear." Hani kissed Angga cheek at a glance, he loved Angga very much. She was happy that she would eventually become Erlangga's mistress. It took a long time to convince the man.

They arrived in Jakarta at exactly 12 pm. They immediately rushed towards the Angga family residence.

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Sastroadji Residence

"Dani!" Excited Madam Anggun when her future son-in-law arrived home. They hugged the miss.

"Aunty how are you?" Hani spoke as softly as possible.

"Udah want to be the wife of Angga why still call Aunty? Call Mama from now on!"

Hani looked towards Angga as if asking for approval, Angga just nodded his head while smiling faintly.

"Yes, Mama." Hani spoke with half a blush.

"Female, you're the same as Hani here right?" Persuade Madam Anggun.

"Yes Ma." Angga Sahut.

Madam Anggun clucked at her son's stiff attitude. "Hani, you are patient with Angga," Anggun Mistress grasped Hani's hand.

"Yes Ma, I will always be patient." Hani calms the future mother-in-law by rubbing the back of her hand.

"They are really lucky to have you," Anggun Mistress rubbed Hani's shoulder. "It's time for lunch, mama's cooking!"

Hani grimaced, she could not cook at all. From childhood he was always served, and never his name went to the kitchen. Her family educates like a king's daughter, whether because of her only child or what. While in London the cooks are the waiters.

"Hm... Because it was quite a long time on the plane my body was a bit uneasy Ma," Hani reasoned while rubbing his nape.

"Oh yes, my goodness Mama forgot. Obviously you must be soybean, yes you have just rest. Mama will call the food is ready!" Hani smiled happily at her.

Congratulations, I hope you don't ask me to cook again! I gave it up when I was told to cook.

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