Superior Seedlings Mas Duda

How are you, honey?

"We're up to Saras, son Zakki. All our decisions leave it to him, but there's one thing you don't know yet, so Saras will explain" said the mother who made me call.

Ah, why is it so complicated? How can I explain to Zakki his Paklik proposal? How can I speak honestly about my relationship with Mas Damar?

I love Mas Damar, but will he be able to accept my family as well as Zakki? I also like Zakki, but only the feeling of liking friends, because my heart is already anchored to Mas Damar.

Where are you? can't you help me get out of this mess?

"Queen, what's your answer?" ask Zakki who broke my daydream.

I looked towards him, then turned to look at my father and mother who seemed to be waiting for my answer as well. There was a stroke of happiness in their eyes. Ah, if only this heart was not already owned, of course I would answer yes loudly, Zakk.

Looking at my parents who have put their hopes on you, I want to feel like I've destroyed everyone and fulfilled their expectations. But whatever the power, I am still a weak woman if faced with such a dilemma.

"A-I, I need time, Zakk," I replied slightly stuttering.

Zakki smiled, I didn't see any disappointment in his eyes.

"I'll wait, Queen. I know this is too sudden and shocking. I just want to prove to you that I'm serious, and this seriousness I brought before your parents."

Race, remember Mas Damar, Race, Remember! don't melt! don't melt!

To be honest, which woman doesn't float around being treated that sweet? Zakki came with a certainty and a willingness. He even chose to ask my parents' permission first rather than question my feelings for him. Is it fair that I compare this attitude to Mas Damar?

"Hey, why dumbass? Don't make this a burden, answer whenever you're ready, Queen."

I don't know when the man moved, suddenly he was standing next to me. I just smiled stiffly in response to her words.

"Yes, Already, Ras, where is the father's food, the father is the laper," the mother's pinta made me immediately nod.

I gave a bushel of food to my mother.

"Loh, Race. Is this the sambel? you can't eat spicy yet" mother's protest that instantly made me look back at her challenge.

"Ngapunten, Mom. Saras took it wrong, "I answered while handing the other bushel to mother.

I don't know why I suddenly became wrong. Zakki's sudden proposal really ruined my concentration.

"Mom, Saras came home, huh? sultry bath."

"Well, is that food you haven't eaten?" ask mom while pointing at the package that Zakki had bought.

"Later on, Mom. No maem at home."

"Yawes, Race. Let's not deliver," Zakki bargained.

I did not have time to answer, the door of the room opened.A nurse came in and handed me a piece of paper.

"Sir, this is a recipe that must be redeemed. Please redeem it now, okay? let it be injected later during the doctor's visit," explained the nurse who I know.

"Zakk, how can you help me get the recipe? I went home alone, no papa," I asked Zakki.

"I'll take the recipe, you wait here and we'll go home together."

"You said you wanted to persuade the doctor so that the father would go home? Wes is not papa, I'm home alone. Titip Mom and Dad, huh?" Not waiting for Zakki's answer I then say goodbye to Father Mother.

Zakki just gawked at my loss. Sorry, Zak. Not to refuse, I just need some time alone. All of a sudden, I wasn't ready for any answer.

I stopped the passing angkot, it took me twenty minutes to get to the front of the village. There are still a few more meters to reach the front of the house, usually I will use an ojek, but now I want to walk. At least I can think.

I screamed in shock when a car came into my way. Fortuner silver, I recognize this car. But could it be him?

Just as expected, Mas Damar got out of the car. I was still shocked to just stay in place.

The man approached, he pulled me in his arms. I'm still silent, honestly still can't believe it's real.

"Sorry, I'm sorry I wasn't there when you needed it" he said without letting go of a hug.

Hearing that voice, my consciousness returned. I returned the man's embrace, seeking peace that I hadn't seen in days. The aroma of the body that becomes opium seems to be a tranquilizer in itself will mind the fear that some time ago occurred.

His hands were still holding my shoulders, he scanned me from top to bottom. I took off my hand on her shoulder.

I hit his arm hard, he complained, whether it hurt or not, I didn't care.

"Why hit?" his sulking while stroking my punch marks.

"Mas Damar where have you been? why can't I be contacted? no word, it's okay. I even got to Arin's phone, but he said Mas Damar didn't give any news either" The man giggled.

"Worry?" ask with a big smile.

"Still ask?" reply fierce.

Did he not think what question he was asking? he could have just answered, laughing.

"Sorry, Sorry, Honey. My phone's a pickaxe at the airport. I was going to buy it again, but I didn't have time. I do a lot of work."

Aduuh .. called love like this, gone already anger grandpa, Bang.

"Certainly, why five days? didn't you say it was only two days?" answer me with a straight face. Once in a while let me be the dry kanebo, let me know the taste is male.

"Everything's beyond prediction, honey. There's a big problem with the project, and I don't want to have to solve it first. Yesterday I took the phone home, kangen the same you, but said Indri Mbak kamunpang kampung, your father is sick, I immediately ordered a ticket and went home. Twelve o'clock I got to the airport, I came straight here."

Aih ... aih, so sweet my boyfriend, bela-belain immediately came home when I heard I came home. It turns out he's not as cold as a refrigerator.

"Don't be angry again, huh?" persuade her by putting both her hands on my cheeks.

If gini, anyway, where can be angry, Babang. There is this grimly heart.

I nodded, giving her the best smile.

"Mas, but I'm sorry I came back here with Zakki" I said honestly.

Maybe it's better for me to be honest first than to be found out. I remember the last time he was jealous. I'm just in the brackets in the room, but what if she locked up in the house here? Can be fucked with my father's mother.

"Sir papa. It would be better to go home with him than take the bus yourself at night" Mas Damar said with a smile. It feels good that this man accepted my decision yesterday.

"Mas Damar isn't jealous?" my pancake with a dirty smile.

The man laughed, cutting the tip of my nose.

"But really, really jealous, want to be locked up again? huh uh?" whisper it by bringing the face closer.

I smiled in response to his words.

"You're just grieving, Mom," I replied innocently.

"For this time, I thank him instead, but next time I won't let it go again." he said.

"Yes, come on, let's nenggokin father!" take Mas Damar who made me realize.

Duh Gusti, how is this? At the hospital there is Zakki, and how would the father's mother respond if suddenly there is Mas Damar coming? how do I explain Zakki's proposal, too?

Thank you, Gusti. Your experiment this time managed to make me not wince.

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Cie ..cie, Tim Damar who again seneng the prince came, surely again smiles were cornered, the battery is up? replace the gih sandals, pretty durable also😂😂 becanda, yee.

Now not only Saras euy, I myself am also confused, where to take this irregular relationship?😅😅

Now I love double up, but if suddenly I'm missing, don't yak nyariin, I'm again medi nyari Bang Edi and Bang Ilham😅

Ojok lali Vote, yo, Rek😅

Remote kisses for all of you😘😘