PAPER BOATS (Trapped by the Past)

Chapter 180 MISRESPONSIVE

Rahma came out of her room again. He is very restless waiting for Yogi's arrival later in the afternoon.

Though almost every morning Yogi comes to pick up Sinta. Sometimes even go to breakfast together, if not bad luck.

During the day or afternoon, Yogi also always takes Sinta home. Sometimes also stay at his house because Yogi continues to chat with Surya.

But today feels different for Rahma. His feelings are not calm.

Toni feels the same way with Rahma. Even though he looks more calm. But Tony is less focused on his job.

Toni was reprimanded by her secretary.

"Sir Toni isn't feeling well anymore?" ask Yudi. Toni's personal secretary.

Toni chose a male secretary to make her more comfortable. Rahma was not suspicious either. Because according to Toni, if the wife is suspicious, the concentration of work becomes disturbed.

"No. I'm fine, really," replied Toni.

"Thank God. But you look very agitated. Do you have any problems?" ask Yudi again.

Although Yudi's age is far below Toni, but he often gives advice to his boss. Toni often told Yudi about her problems. Just to lighten the burden of his mind.

"It's okay, Jud. At three o'clock, I'll be home, yes," Toni said.

"Yes, Sir. Any events?" ask Yudi.

"No. Just a little business, at home. Usual. About the children" replied Toni.

Yudi nodded. Even though he will get a job from his boss.

While Novia who brought Sinta to the boutique, still cool to choose the best clothes for both of them.

Novia who had longed for girls, was very happy to be able to invite Sinta without rejection.

Novia had forgotten to tell the Sinta family that she would invite them to dinner.

"What color do you like, Sinta?" tanya Novia in front of the latest model clothing line.

"Cock me, Ma?" tanya Sinta did not understand. He didn't think Novia would buy him clothes. Especially in an expensive boutique.

"Yes, you're the same Mama. We'll be couplean. Agreed, right?"

"Yes, Ma." Sinta nodded. He can't resist Novia's will. Moreover, the choice of clothes was already in sight.

Finally Sinta was forced to choose the color and model she liked.

"This one, Ma. It's sweet and the model is simple." Sinta pointed at a pink dress that was certainly very suitable for Sinta who was young.

"Hmmm. Could too. Mom take this one. The color is older."

Novia did not reject Sinta's choice. He even took the same model. It was just the color that he distinguished.

Novia takes on an older color. Because he feels it will look funny if his age uses the color of choice Sinta.

Especially Novia who is actually a cowboy soul. It's not on the list of colored clothes.

But Novia also did not want to force her desire on Sinta. After all, Sinta's soul was still too young. I absolutely love such sweet colors.

Finished choosing clothes for the two of them, Novia took Sinta to the boutique next to her. She will find clothes for Yogi and her husband.

Not really cool if only they wear couplean clothes, while the two men wear clothes carelessly.

"Love. You choose clothes for Yogi, yes," said Novia.

"If you can be in line with your choice earlier," continued Novia.

"Congratulations, Ma?" ask Sinta.

"Yes. You will be Yogi's wife. You should start picking clothes for her" replied Novia.

Sinta nodded.

Sinta didn't think that far. Where should she choose clothes for Yogi. Because Sinta felt what Yogi had been wearing, deservedly.

Even Sinta was fascinated by Yogi's cool appearance. What the Yogi wears always fits in Sinta's eyes.

Towards Maghrib, Sinta and her future mother-in-law return to the Yogi family home.

"What's the mama, anyway? He said he wanted to invite his mother to Sinta. This hour just came home," said Yogi with annoyance.

Because he has reserved a place at a restaurant for seven hours later. While the Sinta family has not been informed.

"Oh, yes. Mama forgot." Novia patted her forehead.

"Love. You call your mama, huh? Mama wants to get ready first" Novia told Sinta.

Sinta picked up the phone from last afternoon that was not opened.

"Yes.hape Sinta is dead, Ma." Sinta forgot that from this afternoon her hape had been lowbath.

"The message from earlier I called you, can't. Where mama did not bring hape, again," said Yogi.

Sinta just grinned.

"A, pinjem charger dong." Sinta gave her phone to Yogi.

"Pinjem charger what do you want dichasin?" ledek Yogis.

"Both." Then Sinta giggled.

"Aa, pinjem hapenya dong. Make a call to Surya. If you wait for the Sinta hape to fill up, later. Pity them if in a hurry," said Sinta.

Yogi nodded, then connected to Surya's number.

"More." Yogi gives his phone to Sinta.

Sinta waited until Surya picked up the phone.

Unfortunately Surya did not lift it. Because Surya again told Rahma, to his stall bu Nur.

Rahma told Surya to buy sugar, to make her guests drinks later.

Surya had prevented it.

"Just Yogi, why bother, Ma?" ask Surya.

But Rahma kept preparing food and drinks. The feeling is not good.

Rahma welcomed a lot of people.

Surya rode a motorbike to the stall bu Nur, even though it was close. Because on foot, he must pass Nadia's house.

If you ride a motorcycle, you can speed when passing in front of Nadia's house.

"Eh, Mas Surya. Still miss Nur's mom, huh?" sapa bu Nur sok familiar and a little odd.

Understandably, Surya includes teen idols in their housing complex.

"You buy sugar, Miss Nur," said Surya.

"Oh. How many kilos?" ask bu Nur.

"One kilo only. Same tea and coffee, Surya replied.

"Ready, Mas Surya. Want some guests? What's the setup for?" ask bu Nur.

"Both, Miss Nur," replied Surya.

"Definitely a potential ghost, huh?" guess ma'am Nur.

"Bu Nur know aja," said Surya. Because the one who wants to come is Yogi. Prospective mother-in-law.

"Well, that's dong. Bu Nur said so too. If dating, don't stay long. Pamali!" said bu Nur.

Bu Nur was happy, if Surya could quickly match with Nadia.

"Yes, Miss Nur. How many?" ask Surya.

Bu Nur also counted Surya's groceries.

After paying, Surya immediately went home. He did not want to also linger in the warung bu Nur. He could be gossiping like mothers in the complex.

Basically, Miss Nur, the news she considered was good news, she conveyed to neighbors who happened to be shopping in her stall.

Within minutes, the news spread. And some neighbors came to visit Rahma's house.

"Mom. Can we help you?" ask neighbors Surya and Nadia.

"What's up, huh?" rahma asked confused.

"Lho, isn't Surya going to propose to Nadia? Or do we help at Susi's house?"

Rahma is confused.