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PS 14 - Overrated Prejudice

Arriving at the mama's room I introduced Bi Santi to mama as well as vice versa. As usual, my mom reacted with nothing but a smile. But I am grateful that it is a sign that my mother welcomes the goodwill of Ghifari who sent Bi Santi.

Not to forget I also told Bi Santi what Bi Santi should do. After that I went out. Approaching Ghifari. Because he didn't come into my mom's room.

I let Ms. Shanti in the room and got acquainted with Mama. To be honest why I was not so worried that Bi Shanti would do something evil because Bi Shanti was taken by Ghifari. I believe that Ghifari is a good man.

When I left the room, I found Ghifari on the sofa. I approached. What am I supposed to do? He looks tired, seen from his eye bags. I also took the initiative to let him sleep, not bother him. When I was about to leave. The voice of Ghifari.

"Whatever's going to happen, please don't leave me" he said.

My heart is pounding incoherently. I looked at him again. Eyes closed. He must be dreaming. But what exactly is it that he is dreaming about? Ls it? Or someone else? I don't know.

Without knowing what to do. I'm nodding. For what. I chose to sit in another chair. Looking at him who is sleeping.

Two hours passed. Finally Gifari woke up. I pretended to watch a TV show featuring a quality soap opera. After opening his eyes, he sat down and held his head.

I glanced at him, it felt sorry too he looked a headache. Maybe this was the effect of him being delirious earlier.

"Drink." Only that word came out of his mouth.

I hurriedly thrust out the white water that she straightened up straight out. In my heart I wonder how it looks every waking up?

Although his hair was messy, his good looks did not want to go down. At times like this, the universe is unfair. She should have looked ordinary even ugly upon waking up, not the other way around I.

Ghifari looked at me, after sipping a glass of water he looked refreshed, "Give me, future wife" she said, winking one eye at me.

Ghifari started again. Looks like the usual medicine Ghifari took ran out. I feel like I should quickly take him to Grogol right now.

I rolled my eyes bored. "Wash your face. It's ugly, it's getting worse." I said.

He just chuckled and followed what I said. Shortly after, he returned. His face is really fresh now.

Look, what I said earlier. He had no gap not to be handsome. Shit, my heart is starting to have a party.

"There's a change of clothes. We're leaving" he said.

"Where?" my many.

"Just do it" he said.

"What do we mean?" tanyaku plain.

"Lo is with me. We." he said, raising his eyebrows.

But this time I won't argue. I just want to know what the word go means and we're what he means.

"What does that mean?" my many.

"Where to change clothes first. Ordinary kayak." he said.

"Ghif, did I bring the clothes? I'm afraid of mama." I said.

"Ara, terrorize me. Aunty wears hijab too, right? I think he will be seneng if you wear the same veiled covered clothes" said Ghifari.

His words made sense, only that I still felt doubtful.

"Pick my headscarf and unload it, Ghif." I said.

"No, all that does not need a process, who knows later the lo will continue to be. There is no papa" said Ghifari.

"Continuosity? I look like like what mothers? Later guys on." I said trying to interrupt.

"Who said you wear hijab like mothers?" ask Ghifari.

"Yes, I said." I said.

"All women who wear hijabs are beautiful and not like mothers" Ghifari said.

"Gue is sorry. No one will look at me how?" I said dramatizing.

"Silent. I will take responsibility" Ghifari said.

"Imresponsible? You gonna know me like a shitty guy?" many enthusiast.

"Haha. Ngarep. Get changed for a game" Ghifari said.

"Don't answer yet" I said.

"No one wants to go there, I'll be your husband" Ghifari said.

"Idihhh." I said.

"By noon, wake up, don't dream." I said.

"Here change clothes!" Ghifari.

"But." I said.

"Lo change my own clothes do I change?" tanyakanya.

"Yeu, pervert." I said on my tiptoes and shook his head and ran straight into the room.

"Araa.." call Ghifari to protest.

I could only chuckle at Ghifari calling my name in annoyance. "Emang yummy." I said while giggling amusedly.

This time, I decided to show my new look to my mom.

After I finished dressing I went out. In the living room there is Mama and Miss Santi.

Beyond a doubt mama smiled, I also concluded that it turned out that from yesterday I was just exaggerating. I was too overstated to think that mom would be surprised to see my new look.

Turns out he looks happy. I feel guilty because these clothes are only temporary. Nantilaah, I think again.

After coming out, Ghifari and I also said goodbye to Mama and Bi Shanti.

"Bi, if I stay at work for a while, what?" I asked Bi Santi.

Bi Santi had just come so I felt bad about asking him to work right away.

"Ndakpapa, Son of Ara. InshaAllah Bi Shanti will take good care of your mama" said Bi Shanti.

I smile.

"Thank you, Bi. I go first." I said while kissing Bi Shanti's hand. She was the same age as Mama.

Bi Shanti smiled and nodded.

"Mama, Ara work first." I said while kissing mama's hands and cheeks.

"Tante, Aunt. We go first" Ghifari said.

"Assalamualaikum." We said hello together.

We got into Ghifari's car. Then Ghifari immediately darted away.

"Where do we want to work?" my many.

"Later you know" Ghifari said.

I could only frown upon hearing a very unsatisfactory answer from a Ghifari. However, I can't do anything.

Now we just keep quiet. Only the sound of the radio now fills the void between us. The song is Sheila On 7, titled Hari Bersama.

I cursed the song in my heart. I don't hate him. I really don't hate that song. Even I like it so much, it's just that right now the situation is just right. I mean, the song title and the state of me and err.. Ghifarians.

I shook my head trying to get rid of what was in my head.

"Lo why?" ask Ghifari.

I tried to rack my brain. And I immediately remembered Bi Shanti. I have to ask Ghifari a few questions.

"Ghif, Bi Shanti won't be bad mama right?" my many.

"God willing. Just calm down. I don't choose people" Ghifari said.

The road is jammed. Why is everyone starting to push the horn button. Really makes a headache.

"Where can you meet Bi Shanti?" my many.

Ghifari. His eyes straight ahead.

"Ghhh!" call me.

Ghifari did not turn his head, it seemed that he did not hear my question.

"Ghifariiii!" myrag.

Ghifari turned to him, "Eh, Ra, there's a Mampang doll. Funny to look like Elo" he said.

"Damn it." I'm annoyed.