She's Maduku

Extra chapter 13

The proposal?

Pak Heru and Kisya looked at each other, they were quite surprised by what Abiyu said. "Married? What are you planning to do Abiyu Malique?" Inner Kisya muttered, with a sharp look in her eyes, she stared at the falsehood on Abiyu's face.

"Is this not wrong?" Mr. Heru asked again to be more convincing.

Abiyu also nodded. "Yes, I'm serious sir."

"Hows it? you accepted our proposal?" Tympan Zahfran.

"If this problem... I gave it to my son, how? you accepted Abiyu's proposal?" Talk to his daughter.

"I'm sure, this must be his father's order, you really don't want to marry me right Abiyu?" He continued to struggle with his thoughts, until the clap on his shoulder resuscitated him from the banquet.

"Sorry.. All right, I. accepted the proposal sir."

"We see, what are you going to do to me Abiyu? I'll be very prepared." Inner Kisya.

"Ah..you received the Kisya quo? Well, I'm sure you'll know that I'm doing this for my family. Get ready Kisya, you'll know how I'll treat you later." Inner Abiyu by faking her smile.

"Alhamdulillah, react to Kisya's son, accept sir." They shake each other.

"For marriage matters, let us take care of everything."

Heru also agreed.

"But.maybe they will marry siri first sir, considering they are also still students, after they graduate school, we will formalize their marriage in KUA to be officially recorded in the country."

"All right.."

"Oh. Yes sir, I forgot, how are you now? Already improving?" Ask Zahfran stale base.

"Alhamdulillah, it has improved."

"Sir, would you like to move to a VIP room?"

Just about to answer, Kisya immediately interrupted his father's words. "Don't..."

All were amazed, except Abiyu. "Prestigious are you." Twisting his eyeballs.

"Why son?" Zahfran asked quite surprised by the answer.

"Hhmm.. responsibility yes sir, maybe tomorrow we go home kn yes sir?" Said Kisya while giving a code from the corner of her eye.

Mr. Heru understood and nodded. "I.iya, maybe.tomorrow we're home, just pray."

"Oh.yeah already,Then we'll excuse you first, later.if there's anything, let Abiyu contact Kisya."

"Yes.please sir."

"Assalamot."

"Getishalight."

Zahfran was relieved, had already solved one problem, even though Abiyu's problem had not been fully resolved, at least now he just took care of Abiyu's wedding, then thought about where they would stay later.

And at this time what he is thinking is how he tells Shafiah about the incident that befell his son.he is too afraid, afraid to harm his wife and future baby.

Still on the way, at this time Zahfran and Fatih were talking about their business, suddenly Micel as secretary Zahfran contacted him, to attend a meeting at a Restaurant XX.

"Why should it be there? Can't be foxed." Ask Zahfran on the phone.

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"All right."

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"Just wait, maybe I'm a little late."

Such was the conversation heard by Fatih and Abiyu. "Why?" Fatih asked after Zahfran ended the call.

"I have a meeting outside."

"When?" Stay focused on the road.

"This one."

"Oh...keep on.that's what to change? Schedule?" Fatih asked without taking her eyes off.

"No, the schedule cannot be changed, but .. the place to be changed." Saut Zahfran hesitated.

"Well.why is it?" Fatih glanced at Zahfran in confusion.

"It's not comfortable."

"Oh.. Find something comfortable."

"It's not an uncomfortable place to be, but the people aren't it?" Sela Abiyu.

"Rubber.." Zahfran.

"Why.emngnya why Zah?" Fatih.

"Nothing, don't beat him."

"I think, what I think, is the same as what you think. How's dad?" Abiyu spoke behind the seatback where her father was sitting.

"Shut up, you know."

"Gee.. Wah... You guys use the filling language so I don't understand ya?" Tukas Fatih made more curious.

"Dad wouldn't say om, if the metting was held in Restaurant Aunty Azky." With ease he spoke, then sat back as before, as if nothing would happen.

"Rubber.."

"Is that true Zha?" Fatih Timpal.

Zahfran seemed confused to answer what, this is because of the annoyance Abiyu who spoke Origin, or did not want, he had to be honest. "Yes." she replied slowly.

H.ha.ha.. Fatih laughed out loud. "Oh my goodness, Zha, that's the only problem."

"I'm gonna have Micel change his metting place." Soon he reached into the cell phone he put in his briefcase.

"Fragran.." Call Fatih, this time serious.Zahfran's hand immediately stopped when he was about to open his bag, he glanced at Fatih.

"Don't change your metting place."

Zahfran hasn't changed his position yet, still slightly bent over holding his bag.

"If you change his place, I'll be more offended, and I'll assume that you still have feelings for my wife." Fatih said with a smile, but the smile was difficult to understand.

Zahfran took off his bag, and sat back up straight. "Well, I'm not gonna change the place, and what are you saying? Storing flavor on Azky?" Ha.ha.ha.ha even a little bit no Fatih, just calm down." Zahfran patted Fatih's shoulder as if reassuring.

As for Abiyu, he could only shake his head at the statement from his father.

Elsewhere, Shafiah is currently in the workspace owned by her husband, she uses the place to design a couple dress for her family, not forgetting the twins, Azky, and Fatih.

With a very clever finger lentik it forms amazing patterns of clothes, his talent in design is no longer in doubt.

Long enough she was there, tired she felt sleepy, she knew it was not her nap hour, but she was really sleepy and she tried to contact her husband, to accompany him to take a nap.

Several times his call got no answer, not long after, it heard someone open the main door. "Jglek.. "Oh.maybe it's Zahfran's mas." Half-run he approached the main door, and it turned out.. "Abiu? you're home from school?"

"Mother?" He took off his shoes before entering, then walked up to his body and kissed the back of his hand.

"Why mama run? danger loh bun." Abiyu stepped inside, storing her backpack on the sofa.

"Mother think, your father's coming home?"

"Mother's taking a nap?"

Shafiah. "Oh yes.you tumben already home, have changed clothes again, where have you been?"

"I'm.." Abiyu walked towards the kitchen to get a drink, suddenly feeling thirsty when she got a question from her mother.

After finishing one drink, he answered again. "My teacher's in a meeting, so our class got back early" she replied.

"Oh.." Shafiah contacted her husband again but did not get an answer.

"Whose phone call is there?" Abiyu asked curiously, looking at the restlessness of her bunda.

"This.your father, the mother phone ko not in agkat-angkat huh?"

"***Daddy? you're metting at Aunt Azky's Restaurant***." Inner Abiyu muttered.

"Maybe more metting bun, busy."

"Usually in angakat first if the mother phone, Micel is also not active, the office phone is also not lifted. Why ya?"

Hold it. Hold it first. It's a test of life. 🙏🙏🙏.

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