Not the Wrong Matchmaker (R2)
BSJ 63: Anzar Already Taken???
..."If it's a certainty you need to settle down, then I'll give it to you to stay by my side."...
...Keevanzar Radityan Al - Faruq...
...BSJ 63: Anzar Already Taken???...
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With a smile, the handsome man came out of the silver SUV car that is usually used to deliver shopping to the market. Yes, because only this car can be accessed by him. Remind me, a Radityan never played a game about punishment. Even today, his pocket money is still limited. His father gave him 100.00 rupiah per day, while the silent mother gave him 200.00 thousand rupiah in addition.
No more black cards or platinum cards that he can use at will. There are no more luxury super car cars, no more luxury moge hers anyway. Now there is only a mini bus that is usually used in this market, for him to move out of the house. Fortunately, the woman he was going to take with him was very simple. Let alone ride a regular mini bus like this, take an angkot or dress he is not inferior. That's the plus of the woman.
Uh, woman??
"Mas, have you come?" The little greeting from the front of the door blew away his daydream.
The woman who had just been in his mind, was seen gushing her head which was still wrapped in white mucus from the crack of the door.
"Get in, wait inside for a minute." He said while opening the door.
The man with the casual outfit waltzed in. The smell of food instantly welcomes his sense of smell. He chose to sit himself on a single sofa that only had one there. Getting to know and close to this one woman, makes her unable to eat the food she once thought was dimeh.
The beautiful woman can always make it a delicacy, with a variety of dimes that she cooked. "I made bakmie java earlier, would not mas?" She asked, when she had just come out of her simple room.
He nodded in response. Good food, don't refuse. Especially the beautiful and kind woman who made it.
"Before, Irra take it first."
At first Anzar did not believe the girl as-perfecionis seemed to be able to easily eat a dime as in angkringan roadside. Live a kara for many years, making her a tough woman who is ready to live in all walks of life. With his intelligence, poverty alone will not make him die quickly from hunger.
In addition to working as a lawyer, he also opened an online katring. All dishes can be ordered to him online, but that happens in his spare time. Because the lawyer is his world, the core of the ideals expected by his parents first.
The plan, tonight Anzar and Airra will spend time traveling around Jakarta.
Enjoy the beauty of the capital night, while trying out dimeh food favors Airra-style recommendations. Therefore, finished her sister-in-law's 4th monthly event. After returning to the Radityan ministry, finished the matter earlier he immediately planted gas at Airra's house. Although yes, it took a little struggle between the debate he and his sister Lunar who kepo going away.
"Yuk, we're leaving. Hunt malem later!" The soft sound of the house.
Anzar looked up, staring at where the voice came from. After enjoying the Javanese bakmie earlier, the owner of the house was willing to change clothes for them to walk.
And now, the beautiful 28-year-old woman stood up beautifully. Tonight he is not wearing wah clothes, because that is not his style. He was only wearing a pseudo-orange-colored canal dress. With a quarter-long arm, which he coated with a white knitted cardigan. Long hair decomposes freely, he also wears regular colored flathsoes in tune with his hold. Simple but perfect, Anzar admits it.
Yes, it is often seen women dressed in glamour who pass by around him, especially when living abroad. But not with women in his family, they take good care of their aurat. And a simple style like this, only recently Anzar met in his life. Yes, considering his former lover who is a top model who is always perfectionist and professional in terms of dress. Even women dressed less material, used to often meet him while still dating Nata.
"Mas, why?" Anzar shook his head steadily.
But the lights are already. After all, for what comparing Airra to Nata, they were very different. It is different, like heaven and earth. If Nata is a high sky where it is reached, Airra is a low earth, it seems easy to reach but in fact difficult. As difficult as exploring the sky, when falling and crashing will be very painful. Especially when thrown out, the sky will only throw itself like garbage. As for the earth, the fall of him from that low place will not be as painful as falling from the sky.
The earth is a place to stand, teaching us to be humble and appreciate what is in its simplicity. Because after all, the earth teaches if the sky is only a rain that needs to be achieved to reach a target. But the earth, is a dwelling place whose reality is not filled with lies.
If asked to choose between heaven and earth, Anzar now made the choice to choose earth. Even if the sky dropped his ego for his sake, still the sky was just a dream for him. The full story between him is with the earth, which is always what it is.
"Mass?"
"Earth." Said Anzar.
"Earth?" Confused Airra who was already sitting in the passenger seat.
"Ah, you are like the earth. Cooled and shaded to stay in." Cirps Anzar has arrived.
"Fffftt, what's the story?" Airra asked while holding back her almost airborne laughter.
"Who said gombal, mas people read the next banner board."
"Apaansih, ah the way. Malem hunt!" Airra exclaimed with a small smile.
There is just the nature of this flat man. Funny yes, if a flat man is being reckless. How crunchy crisps is that? His name is also a flat person with a bucin curse, yes salting will be.
At half-eight in five minutes, the two gas stations cut through the streets of the capital. Tracing the center of the crowd at night, like a pair of young people who are drunk in romance. Maybe this is more suitable in the so-called peddling period or more cool PDKT-aan it. The road together, like ordinary people who are important cool.
Anzar where ever like this, PDKT-an with Nata alone he used to explore the beauty of the city of venus, the romantic city in France, or other European countries. Ride yatch together, while hugging or occasionally kissing affectionately. Dinner in a star hotel, inversely proportional to the current situation.
Explore the night market on foot, chattering small while enjoying gueali that even first enjoyed after decades of his life. He forgot the taste, maybe when SD used to last enjoy this sweet snack. Not enjoying the romantic place again like before, the tiny fingers he held continued to take him to a new place he met. They enter the haunted house, kora kora rides, bianglala to fishing. Enjoy popcorn sold by street vendors, by hanging it on the side of the road. Enjoy Kerak telor, gulali, tofu unanimously whose sound the seller so much Anzar hate.
Until eating food in angkringan roadside. It's all the new stuff that Airra introduced. The beautiful woman always said, Happiness is simple and does not always have to be expensive. Even now, they are eating in angkringan roadside.
"When I was in high school, I used to lie to my mom to eat here." The story breaks his smile.
"It turns out you're badgrils first?" Guess Anzar sitting in front of Airra.
The beautiful woman smiled little.
Anzar nodded in understanding, so he knew something. Airra's kindness and simplicity have been around since the beginning. Behold, though she was born of a family, yet she still grew up to be a simple girl. Therefore, when poverty picks him up he can be civilized easily. Not to mention the company of his father who was transferred to someone else.
"Taken mas, this is delicious kwetia. Especially those who use seafood." Said tell.
Airra did order two Kwetiau, one regular kwetiau and another seafood kwetiau. Now, the beautiful woman began to feed after saying a prayer to eat.
"Why don't you like it?" Tanya Airra stopped the event, when she saw Anzar did not touch her kwtiaunya at all.
"Like." Little anzar.
"Then eat the mas, it's a pity if it's not eaten. Mubazir's."
"I like you."
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Airra pecked in place for a moment. He thought the handsome man in front of him said he liked it for his own sake, apparently liked it for another purpose.
"Airra, do you want to marry me?"
Anzar doesn't need to think much longer. He is mature and mature enough to set his best life partner. For days close to Airra he had been considering it. Although they have different backgrounds, but let it be a unifier. Anzar's decision was well established, for only Airra the woman who sincerely loved him regardless of the clan behind his long name. Only Airra, who sincerely shows that money is not everything. Love can develop as it should, when we control it well. It's not that love develops because we are controlled by it, it's wrong. It is not love that controls us, it is we who control love.
"I know I don't have anything without Radityan's name behind mine. But it's me, Keevanzar, who's asking you to marry as an ordinary man, not a man surnamed Radityan."
Said Anzar who showed his seriousness and seriousness.
Airra almost wiped her tears. Not shy memon most romantic in his life witnessed dozens of angkringan visitors seller Kwetiau lasting, only he was moved at this time. It was like a dream, seeing this famously haughty, cold, bossy and ego-clad man kneel before him. Witnessed by the owner and buyer of Kwetiau on the side of the road.
"I promise you, I will always make you the only one in my life." Airra nodded steadily as she wiped her tears away.
People who witnessed the romantic moment immediately cheered loudly congratulating. Others took photos and took videos.
With a happy heart in the light of thousands of butterflies, Anzar pinned a white ring decorated with one jewel. The ring he bought from the rest of his pocket money for the past week is also the rest of the money tips the results of giving some officials who often tell him to buy coffee. The first thing, which he bought with his own hard-earned money. He promised, will replace the ring someday with a more worthy.
"Thank you for accepting me Airra." He said while embracing the woman's body in front of him.
"I promise you'll make you the only one in my life." The promise of a Keevanzar.
Tonight in front of some visitors accring on the side of the road, a Keevanzar Radityan Al-Faruq promised to take care and make Airra happy, the only woman in his life. With this, Keevanzar's men take from singles status failed to move one.
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"Mother, brother smiles at his own smile from last night. Lunar scared brother trance bun?" The girl's great-grandson in the young veil.
"Hust, his speech can't slur." Arkia Lerai.
Her daughter was right, since she came home last night. His eldest son was ceaselessly smiling his smile. What's the matter?
"Mas Anzar why the hell mas, from a smile earlier mute smile?" Aurra asked the husband who was taking a side dish for her husband.
"No idea, take her time." Said Van'ar flat, but he was also curious.
"Why are you Anzar, smiling like a madman?" Tanya Keevano opened the conversation, deciding a lot of marketing at the dinner table this morning.
Anzar, who was called by his father, turned to look at the middle-aged man. His father was right, since then he had indeed smiled his own smile, understandably. Being in a drunk love lawyer beautiful herself that.
"Didn't you sleep with someone yesterday." His words were clear which was immediately answered by a lot of pairs of eyes.
"meaning?" Confused Van'ar.
"Bang Anzar has taken it?" Lunar curious.
While the one in question only smiled slightly while nodding faintly. Leaving a lot of questions as well as the target among them. They are not sure, if Anzar has taken. That you?
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To Be Continue
Morning guyss😊😊
Update nie yaaah, how is the AnRa part?
As soon as they unite, but the net is still long😊😊 Part next VanRa yaa🤗🤗
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Sukabumi June 18, 2020
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