Playboy Looking for Love

Chapter 62

Flash back on (Alan meets Yanti's mother)

"Darling, you didn't come to my apartment!" Nagita just mince his hopes Alan this time should not stop by his apartment, considering Daniel had threatened him to meet at the hotel. Alan was so because there was an important thing to do by him after seeing Yanti's mother earlier.

"Sorry Na, this afternoon I have to go back to the office first, there are files that are left behind!" alan's reason makes Nagita rather grand.

"All right, baby! you want to do his office business, I'm tired of taking a break!" with a gentle and relaxed Nagita responded to make Alan somewhat confused about Nagita's attitude which usually insistent that Alan ga stop for a while if driving him home.

"Tumben, you're not whining for me to stay!"

"I'll try to understand you, baby!" while Nagita held onto Alan's cheek and kissed slowly the tip of her lips.

"Remember! after that you also have to go home do not go anywhere!"

"Yes.. Good night Na!"

"Good night, too, dear! keep me calling!"

After the couple's farewell, Alan immediately drove his car to a cake shop and a flower shop, a hand that had to be brought to Arini's house.

"Syaloom, good night!" Alan was in front of Arini's house. Surely Tara is there who is always busy with her bike. This time, Tara was busy washing and cleaning her motorbike.

"Syaloom Ka Alan, come in!" Tara was friendly towards Alan.

"Thank you deck. You're home alone?"

"Mother's still in the office, but if this hour is usually on the way!"

"Yanti's mom didn't bring her car?"

"Ga! since the strike at that time the car has not been able to walk again, if it is repaired the cost is expensive Kak, said the mother later only if there is a provision!"

"Oh.. Then how's your brother Arini?"

Tara very seriously washed her bike, paused for a moment and glanced at Alan.

"Aarini is fine! I guess Ka Alan communicates well with Ka Arini! Because Ka Rendra is also often here, Tara anyway yearya they have been dating!" innocently Tara said it made Alan's ears hot and reddened. Alan can't overreact.

"Yes that way, your brother was a bit stubborn anyway, so I couldn't even reach him!"

"Sir Arini is like Alan, it's hard!"

"Syaloom. good night! there are guests! Alan from earlier, huh?" Yanti's mother arrives home and sees Alan talking to his son Tara.

"Syaloom ma'am, good night too! just not been 5 minutes!"

"All right! Tara. You know, her sister ain't been given a drink!" Yanti's mother directly leads to her son.

"Yes.sorry, brother!" Tara went straight into the house to make a cup of coffee according to Alan's previous request.

"Well, Alan would bother to bring all the fruits, the flowers are beautiful! " yanti's mother's reaction while smelling the lovely fragrance of Lili flowers.

"Ga's a hassle! you see, Alan hasn't been here since Arini went to Italy"

"Oh. yeah! Arini didn't tell Alan?"

"Ga ma'am, Arini how hard it is to contact!"

"Oh. Yes, before leaving for Italy, Arini's phone is missing, so the reason Nak Alan is difficult to contact him."

"Hello Ar,... Syaloom boy! What's the matter, you're not bothering me, are you?"

"Syaloom ma'am, no coincidence Arini again relax! what's the news, ma'am?" ask Arini

"Son's Alan's at Ar's"

"Does that guy go home? Arini's lazy to talk to her mom"

"Ga can do it, baby! we should be able to appreciate others who are already good to us!"

"Well, you don't know, how's Alan?"

"Ar, I don't like you to be an arrogant boy! mom over cell phone to Alan's son now!" Arini can no longer defend herself in front of her mother.

"Son Alan, talk to Arini for a minute, yes, I want to prepare dinner!"

"Good ma'am!" Yanti's mother handed her cellphone to Alan's hand with a smile. The goal is to talk to Arini.

"Hi my innocent and pious boyfriend! how you doing?"

"What the hell Lan! I'm lazy to hear you say that again!"

"I'm not lazy, I like to see you get angry!"

"You're starting again yeah, don't you dare talk weirdly to my mother Lan!"

"What do you want me to say to your mom? that you're my boyfriend!"

"Ga,. Don't Lan! you dare, I won't know you again!"

"Well, my girl's time, very jutek!"

Alan deliberately, moved to the living room so that their chat was not monitored by Yanti's mother.

Alan still continues to tease Arini across there with some of his zombie seduction, but unfortunately Arini is still strong in his stance to reject Alan, because Alan is also still unclear with his attitude and feelings.

"Hi Brother Rendra, good night!" tara's voice suddenly sounded loudly greeting Rendra who was already at the door of their house. Rendra immediately saw the figure of Alan who was in the guest room, the man he had known was the son of Mr. Armando Ferdian. The eyes of these two men look at each other, Alan is a bit uncomfortable with the presence of Rendra. Yanti's mother who realized Rendra was present in their home, immediately greeted him kindly.

"Hi Nak Rendra! comein! we happened to have dinner together! arini's friend is here too!"

"Son Alan, this is Rendra!" these two tough men pretended to shake hands with each other and did not know each other. There was an atmosphere of competition between them.

Rendra also turned out not to come empty-handed, there was a box of side dishes ordered at a restaurant.

Yanti's mother, immediately invited the two men to the middle of the dining room to eat together.

"Son Alan, still connected to Arini huh?"

"Still mom!"

"May, I'll talk to you for a second!"

Alan was actually heavy-hearted, still wanting to continue his conversation, Alan was a bit upset in his heart swearing at Rendra who suddenly came to ruin his situation.

When Yanti's mother tells her that Rendra is also at home, Arini is unwilling to talk to Rendra, which makes Alan hot. Moreover, their conversation looks very familiar, interspersed with laughter between them. Alan tries to control his emotions, because Arini is indifferent to him. Finally they enjoyed dinner, although it was clear there was an awkward atmosphere between them that made Yanti's mother become full of questions.

Continued his Flash back