Ngumbara Love

Part 42 Is Not the Age of Marriage

"Cyraaayya!"

"Yes Ma!" Cyra immediately turned on the lights. "What's the Ma!" Rena immediately pulled her daughter's hand, then took Cyra a little away from the room.

"Here, Mama wants it with you! What's the name of the girl your brother Andhra was dancing with yesterday?"

What is this mom, I didn't introduce her yesterday? Inner Cyra.

"What's the matter, Ma?"

"Mama actually has a candidate for your sister Andhra!"

Deg

"Serious mom?" Cyra's round eyes winked a few times.

"Of course!" Cyra breathed a rough breath.

"Are you planning on driving Andhra's sister out of this house?" Ask Cyra full of questions. Now Rena is alone.

What does this kid mean. Where does he get that kind of thinking?

"Cyra ... Please explain to mom. What do you mean by that?"

Cyra threw away her face, her face turning slanted.

"Mama remind? Brother Andhra chose to live in his own house at that time?" Rena nodded. "Didn't that happen when you brought your mother's cousin's son to live here. Mama introduced the niece of the mother, and tried to unite them." Rena nodded again. "that's why Andhra's brother left, Ma!" Cyra looks upset. His cheeks bulged to neutralize his sense of regret.

"You're! Don't make Cyra up."

"It's nothing, Ma! Cyra knew very well the character of Andhra's sister, especially the niece of the mother was too centile. Brother Andhra said to himself at that time, Brother Andhra will go, or the niece of the mother. My mother's niece is the face of the wall, not feeling even expelled. Tomorrow Brother Andhra is gone."

"Kok, you don't know?" Think of Rena as if she just knew this story. "Cyra, you didn't lie to me, did you?" Cyra clucked, her lips turning manyun. Cyra tidied up her sagging glasses.

"Ih, just take off the glasses Cy, anyways also at home. You are weird! Fantasy glasses only in gandrungi to the whole." Omel Rena tries to grab Cyra's glasses. Rena feels really uncomfortable to see it.

"You look really geeky to know?"

"Ih, Mama! Don't be pretentious, this is fashion, the new style of teenagers."

"Where is ugly fashion like this?. You are good to wear a dress, a feminine shirt. Not just cheap shorts and t-shirts like this." Rena is increasingly surprised, about the behavior of her son. "Mama bought you some nice clothes, why don't you wear them, honey?"

"Males ah's! Surely that decetin Cyra only people who have bad intentions. Like my mom's niece at the time. I'm going to deketin mama just because I want to steal your new design book." Rena stared intently at her son, her eyebrows until united as a response to feeling disbelief.

"Lied ah! Mama doesn't like it, if this beautiful Cyra likes to slander others." Shangkal Rena's.

"Ngapain also lied to Mama. I think Cyra's work is lacking. Open the gift has not been stretched from yesterday. No one helps anymore." Cyra folded her hands on her chest.

"Cyra!"

Hemmhs.

Rena pulled out her phone.

Don't do it again, Ma! Pleases.

"Do you think this girl is suitable, for Brother Andhra?"

Cyra refused to look. No matter what the girl is like, Cyra doesn't want to know. Cyra would most agree, if Andhra was with Rossi.

"Nothing fits Andhra's brother, except for Andhra's own choice." Ketus Cyra's.

"Let's see Dong Cy! Just answer me!"

"Ma, it's a millennial year, not a matchmaking age anymore. It was his young age that determined their future. Mama's an outrageous deh."

"Yup! Papa agrees."

The hemmh below Rasya had already argued with Rena. Now he's back again and in cahoots with Cyra.

"Ma, let Andhra make her own choice. He's an adult, sure enough to know what's best for himself." Rasya approached Cyra, then kissed her son's forehead.

"Some, this mama why the hell, I don't like it the same sister Ros." Investigate Cyra.

"It's not like that...." Rena did not continue her sentence. It just looks agitated.

"Sir Rossi will teach Cyra to pass the college entrance exam. So, Cyra invited him here." Cyra looked at her parents. "From there, you can get to know your future daughter-in-law more closely." Rena and Rasya threw astonished gazes at each other.

"Cyras! Don't tell me you're going to school in a different place than Candra." Suspicious of Rasya, Rena nodded, having the same question.

"Why Ma, Pa!"

Ogh Cyra, if you go to school in our place, you don't have to go through the school entrance exam. You can enter without selection, honey.

Time seems to be spinning very slowly. The sheet of paper on the table was like a sneer at Andhra. Concentration is lost as Rossi's shadow seduces him. Just wanted to call, she didn't have a number.

"Stupid!"

How could I be affected like this. Andhra squeezed the map in front of him, throwing it in any direction.

Shadow Rossi smiled at his behavior.

"Can you stop bothering me for five minutes?" Andhra speaks for herself. Rossi's shadow, vanished instantly. "I'm going crazy because I keep seeing the shadows."

Andhra went to the kitchen, wanting to make coffee to get her mind clear again. Maybe he was disturbed because he started to get sleepy.

Andhra began to turn on the stove, mix coffee according to taste. Again he saw Rossi smiling sweetly, Andhra rubbed his eyes, as soon as the shadow disappeared without a trace.

"You're really bothering me. Just watch if you meet later. I'll never let you go." Andhra tapped her fingers, looking unappetizing at the coffee she had just poured. He canceled the urge to make coffee.

As Andhra turned around, she also saw Rossi walking towards her with a charming smile.

"Young Master! You need what?" A servant came. Andhra flinched in shock, it's all gone. Rossi was lost with his Aunt's voice.

"There's no Bi." The aunt saw the boiling coffee and water.

"Let me make you Master!" Aunty approaches Andhra's concoction coffee.

"No need, Bi! I just want to rest." Andhra left with a very chaotic mind.

Tomorrow.

The sound of pantofel shoes echoed in every step movement of two high-ranking royal officials of this multi-storey building. Everyone they passed saluted and said good morning.

The rumors began to spread.

"He remains cold and haughty. But it's fascinating." Cupped both cheeks.

"Yesterday he broke my heart. That girl is lucky." The ones starting to get new rumors.

"Yes! Who was that girl?"

"Aren't the employees here?"

"not like. But his face I've seen!" Trying to remember

"Ah, I know you!"

"Really! As you've seen it. But where is it?" Thought again.

"You're just gonna gossip, what's work!" Head of waist-randomized division, auto self-impaired and disperse regularly.

"Zan, what time are we meeting with the people from Bravo?"

"Our eight Master! All the files are ready." Ozan walked one step, aligning his body with Andhra. Realizing that, Andhra stopped his steps.

"Say!"

"I'd like to request a leave of absence for the next few days. Maybe while accompanying Arini give birth."

"Have you arranged everything?" Ozan nodded.

"We finish today. Then switch to projects outside the city. I hope you can make good use of the time you have left."

Ozan is happy. That means Andhra allows.

"What's up, sir? Why stop?"

Andhra stared from the reflection of the elevator glass, Rossi entered the office building.

"Is this a dream?" Rubbing both eyes with the back of the hand.

Well, right, just a hallucination. Why did Andhra become disillusioned at feeling foolish by her own imagination.

"Good morning, sir. Here's the order, you!"

This imagination is driving me crazy.

To be Continued