Pursuing the Love of Siti

60. Date room

Pov Siti's

"I came here to propose to your daughter, siti marlina." Speak the inspiration that after dawn has come home.

I looked at the facial expressions of Fatimah's mother and aunt, flat. It makes me anxious when I see their faces. It is still fortunate that they received the coming of inspiration, I was afraid that they would expel inspiration.

"Where are your parents?" Ask aunt Fatimah.

The nearness of inspiration makes my head throb. As if inspiration considers this to be playful. If he's serious about why he came this early, he was still wearing clothes last night.

Or maybe he didn't come home.

I went back into the room. I swear I was embarrassed when I saw the act of inspiration just now. Then, if he was still wearing clothes last night, where did he sleep?

"Mama and papa insyaallah followed up isya aunty" he replied still with confidence.

"Why are you here?" ask aunt Fatimah

"I would like to ask for a blessing so that my aunt will allow me to ask Siti."

"Have you ever been married? Of course you know the ethics to propose to women. It didn't come like this." said mother

Ah, I'm dizzy to see the recklessness of inspiration this morning. I want a sacred proposal, not one like this.

I can't take it anymore

"Sorry, auntie, I want to talk to you kindly outside, okay?"

"Why isn't it here, huh?" Ask the inspiration who doesn't understand the code of my face.

"follow me!" I pulled the inspiration out of the apartment.

"Ti. I know that you miss me. But I don't think so, too, dear."

The hand of inspiration I was pulling now had already spread to my waist. Now we face each other a few centi apart. I swallowed my salivary as inspiration tightened my waist.

"What do you want to say, honey?" he said as his hand brushed my hair.

Even at this time, his perverted brain is rumbling. Again, his attitude locked me up.

"You're not going home, are you?" guessed

"Kok know?"

"Looks don't change his clothes. Musty smell!" I broke his body. Afraid someone would see.

"Hmmm..."

Uh, he's smiling, instead. You perverted widower!

"So.." His eyes seemed to shut me up.

"You have to go home, ham. talk about the proposal with mama mila and papa pram." I insisted.

"I must have proposed to you,ti. But I'm sorry if for today I'm honestly not ready. I have a lot to prepare. Including the maturing of my parents' minds.

You know, ti. Yesterday afternoon Jihan's family came to the house. Urge me to marry Jihan's brother immediately. Papa and mama are like they're mad at me, they refuse to come if I'm really married to Jihan's sister."

"Ham.."

"Yes, baby."

"Now you choose me or jihan's leg!"

"Yes, it's you."

"Why do you still have doubts about marrying me?Why does your attitude seem to give hope to kak jihan."

"Ti, you know my position is now going awry. I'm serious about you, but .."

"But what, ham? You seem unsure of me ... Plin plan."

I breathed a heavy breath. From throughout the course of our relationship he alone bailed too much time. I think I'd like to say "I'm tired".

Tired! It's so tired. I want to be sure, not a pull relationship like. It feels useless to pray at the end of every prayer, if in the end this is also the case.

"Ti. please give me time."

I left that man. Tightness whack in the chest. I don't know why it's like what mom said there's a point.

I'm tired!

I want to be sure!

not in a pull like this!

clique

"Hello, jeng. Remember the same me?"

"Yes, yes jeng. I invited you to dinner at a restaurant owned by my husband's business."

Aunt Fatimah hung up on him. Actually, he had long been willing to introduce siti to his friend's children. He used to work with his friend's husband. Her husband was very close to the family.

" Who is it?" mom shows up while auntie is taking food in the kitchen.

"This is jeng mila. Her husband was a friend of adolf's. I'm inviting a dinner tonight. There was a plan to introduce his son named Rama, it seems suitable for the siti." the story of aunty fatimah very sparkling face.

"What's his name?" Ask mom

"Rama, brother. I don't know what his face looks like now, but when he's met I've met, handsome son, his achievements are good, sis.

He was a couple of times in the school championship. If I think he's better than Jonathan, brother."

Mother took a long breath. So many men are offered for the city. But it seems his daughter only survives on inspiration. But maybe he'll try to convince the town.

Siti came with a grim face. Mom tried to talk to her daughter. But the city closed the door hard. Mom tried to guess what made her daughter like that. Instantly he remembered that his last daughter was with inspiration.

Are they fighting!

clique

Tonight the family plans to hold a meeting with family friend aunt Fatimah.

Siti lazy to come, but forced mom. Had it not been said the family of inspiration would not have come. Maybe it will be a different story.

With a black dress given by Aunt Fatimah. The hair of the siti decorated with bando resembles a small crown. The girl walked gracefully into the ford family restaurant.

"Miss Tiara... You are waiting for Lord Rama in the private room."

Be present! Just know it has not been supported to meet in the private room.

Don't let him do anything weird in the room.

Watch out! Don't castrate it later!

Basic huuuh! Men are the same.

Siti walked around the stairs that had been sprinkled with red roses. Carefully he stepped up, let alone he had only been wearing heels for the first time. There's a fear of embarrassing the people there.

While Aunt Fatimah met the special guest. They shake hands, signifying each other to miss. Mother looked at her sister's guests, like no stranger.

So it was Mila Fatimah's friend. Beautiful, elegant and classy. But the whole person is full of motherhood. A moment! How do I feel I've seen him? But where, yes. The face is not foreign.

Ah, maybe my feelings.

Aunty Fatimah circulated the view of looking for siti.

Where's the kid going? Did he run away to meet that guy?

"Which time, jeng. Surely he's grown up and very handsome." praise aunt Fatimah.

"Rama waiting for Tiara in private room. Let them know each other first." Say aunty mila while enjoying their dishes.

"Hmmm if I may know, what kind of job is mom?" ask aunt mila.

"Thank God my son doctor, ma'am."

"Where are you, jeng?" tanya aunt fatimah join kepo.

"In a private hospital, jeng Fatimah. Uh, that's Pram's mas here.." call aunt mila to her husband.

"Mas, pram departs from the office, jeng. So it's not the same as leaving." aunty mila story.

While Siti's feet stepped into a room filled with red roses. His eyes were amazed to see the view of the night sky full of stars.

"Welcome, Miss Tiara Ford."

A voice called out her name, Siti dizzy looking for the owner of the voice. Siti turned her body when she knew who Rama was.

Siti was shocked to find out who Rama was.

So did Rama who was shocked when he found out who Tiara was.

Who is Rama really?

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