
Hasya had already arrived at the address of the restaurant Hejun had given her. Before descending he tried to calm himself first, after being ready then he went out in the car followed by his son. Before entering the Gazebo area, it turned out that Hejun was waiting for them at the entrance of the restaurant. Hasya glared sharply at Hejun who looked uneasy as he greeted them.
"What side is Om Jun?" zesya asked smilingly with her sparkling eyes.
"Mr.. " Hejun seemed hesitant to say the next sentence. Hasya frowned with suspicious facial water.
"June?" "Glug" Hejun turned to Hasya while swallowing his saliva stuck in his throat.
"Bod is inside, right?" search Hasya.
"Eeuh. "the anxious ripples on the man's face made Hasya even more suspicious.
" Bapak ba.just left ma'am there haven't been five minutes" Hejun replied stammeringly.
"So you're saying that was Dad's car?!" Hasya hardened her jaw, and her right hand tightly grasped the rope of her bag.
"Ma, he said he ate with papa, I'm a laper, but the papa doesn't exist?" exclaimed Zesya who had first searched for his papa in the restaurant. Hasya stared intently at the frightened Hejun who did not dare to look at Hasya. The woman then approached her son and crouched down while reaching for his son's shoulder.
"Papa suddenly there is a dear meeting, next time yes eat malem with his papa" said Hasya. Zesya was downcast, disappointed at not being able to eat with her father.
"Kan Zesya also knew papa was busy, hmm" pleaded Hasya so that Zesya did not scoop.
"It's all because of mama! Hiks. try mom can sorry papa.hikss papa will not go rich now, papa will nemenin we continue.hikss maah.. Papa can't possibly prioritise his rich work now... Why the hell ma? Mama can't forgive papa? hicks.. What a naughty Zesya really, mah. hiks. Zesya promises to be a good child, diligent in learning. more obedient hiikss. origin Zesya did not lose papa again ma. hiikkss Kalo is so must.. Hhiks. Must've lost papa again.. Hiikkssss mending Zesya do not need to know who papa Zesya. Hhikk.. Hiiiiik...hiiiiiiks. we do not need to get together again rich yesterday,hiikss... hiikks.. do not let Zesya know who Zesya's family. hykss." said Zesya spill his frustration, then ran towards the car then slammed the car door tightly. Hasya was stunned, she was downcast, her feelings were completely blurred. His back began to tremble as his tears slid free as Zesya ran from him.
"Mother." Hejun's voice resuscitated him then quickly Hasya stood up without turning back, and, it was only after he wiped his tears that he turned around and soon followed his son without speaking anything more to the sculpting Hejun that went awry.
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"Why didn't you come here?" ask Galuh when they reach the Ciwidey Valley area.
"Why? You don't like it?" zehan said as he looked at Galuh.
"Neverything right, brother? Just that we already pesen food, keep my bike is also still there?" galuh replied with puppy eyes.
"It looks like mah, tomorrow I deliver to your store" said Zehan in a relaxed tone, hearing that Galuh was just smiling. Not long after a waiter came to them and gave them a menu book.
"I order this, this and this, what do you want ?"
" Ah. I'm the same" replied Galuh. after repeating the menu in the message then the waiter resigned to prepare the order. "Drrtt "zehan's phone placed on the table shakes briefly a sign of a message just coming in. Zehan immediately opened the message.
"Sir, how is this little master to get angry at mom when he finds out you're not here" Hejun wrote in a chat on the green app.
"Was mom crying ?" zehan replied, then a few seconds later Zehan received a video showing Hasya squatting down crying. Zehan's eyebrows intertwined, wondering what his son said to make his mother cry like that.
"Stay close to my wife's condition, and get people to deliver the bike tomorrow morning to the minimarket this girl works at."
"Good sir" then Zehan again focus on looking at the beautiful scenery around the Ciwidey valley.
Zehan returns to Galuh who seems to be still trying to control himself.
"Sister"
"This is the sis of her purse" soon the girl took out Zehan's purse from her purse.
"Ohe almost forgot, thank you"
"Same brother" about fifteen minutes passed by the food they ordered came
Although not as sunda sekhas as in Sindang reret earlier, but the atmosphere in that place is also no less pleasant, the view from the top of the hill still gives a romantic impression for those who are kasmaran, like Galuh today.
Zehan did not say much at meals, although occasionally showed quite adorable expressions when he tasted the taste of the cuisine presented on his desk.
"Don't you like soto?" Zehan only smiled as he nodded.
"hmm sometime I make, will you?" haggard Galuh.
"Ngga need to be repotin even, after all tomorrow I have to return to Jakarta"
"Oh that's it" the girl again feed her food in order to obscure her expression of disappointment, even though she just felt comfortable. But it seems Zehan is not an easy guy to make time for him.
"Oiya, you save my number, who knows someday if you play to Jakarta you can contact me. Nginep can also, calm my house is safe, than you stay in a hotel is more dangerous."
"Ah I mah when to try to play to Jakartanya sak, play here only on the phonein mother continue"
"Yes take your mom's dong"
"But if I play there, someone will be angry"
"It's angry if you don't say it first, mah, "
"meaning?"
"Yes if suddenly come with no preparation, naturally if the sewot who has his house, that's" joked Zehan.
"Ah the elder brother" said Galuh gemburut anxious
"Hahahaa have eaten" said Zehan still a little chuckling. Back Zehan's phone vibrated for a long time this time was a phone from Hasya, but Zehan only saw it for a while, he smiled faintly as his wiggly fingers touched his lower lip, he then changed the phone settings to air plane mode.
"why brother? How rich is it? Same smile so"
"Ah nothing" Zehan leaned back his mum and returned a small smile, Galuh who saw him just prying also smile when he saw Zehan's smile that naturally made the girl drunk kepayang made.
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