The Alaska Dea

Chapter 33: Mamah Ajeng Shock

Not only watering Aska with water alone because of panic, Dea wiggled Aska's body tight until the man realized. The problem is if you know Dea put men into the apartment in a drunk condition anyway, believe me his career will really run aground tonight as well. Maybe Dea will be pulled straight home and when he gets home he will hear a lecture that even in one month will never be finished, or maybe a lifetime until he gets married later.

Tired because instead of being fully aware, Aska leaned her back on the bed and went back to sleep, not having much time left, Dea put Aska's hand on her shoulder and tried her hardest to mebopong Aska. Yep. Although Aska is almost 30kg heavier than him, Dea will still try to bring Aska to the male unit or to the emergency stairs before the mama comes. Whatever, as long as you don't see Aska now.

Although he trudged while occasionally nagging because Aska even seemed reluctant to walk and just dragged his feet, Dea clocked Aska's head hard. If you knew Aska would be so troublesome under these circumstances Dea would have been reluctant to come to pick up this man earlier.

Grabbing Aska's bag and draping it around the man's neck, Dea returned to the road unknowingly the middle door's password was inserted from the outside. And indeed it seemed as if his luck had run out this year, as soon as the door opened, Dea's eyes were perfectly rounded. Not just Dea, but

Ajeng who stood in front of the door was no less surprised to discover the behavior of his only daughter.

"Mama misunderstood. This is not what you think" Dea argued directly before Ajeng said anything.

"You??!!"

"Seriously mah, this—" Dea paused her sentence as Aska's arm around her neck suddenly felt moved and moved away. And as if it was not just the sudden presence of mamah that left her half-dead shocked, Aska's condition now made Dea unable to say anything to her surprise.

"Good night aunt" Aska suddenly stood up straight and slightly bent her body, the man's hands piled up in front with a position so polite.

Dea fooled. Aska had realized since then or maybe since the beginning the man was never drunk.

"Aska?"

Not only fell down the stairs, but after the fall of Dea also seemed to be the crucifixion of the closet. The sound made Dea turn back towards the door. Not Ajeng but Mega, Aska's mother suddenly popped her face from behind the door. Arin could even just give up while shaking his head.

"Dee!!"

Mama's screeches made Dea hide behind Aska's body. Believe me, the first person he feared the most in this world was his mother.

"I can explain everything that is happening now aunt" said Aska. Slightly grimaced as it got a furrowed pinch from Dea.

"Why are you doing this at night?" this time Mega spoke, the woman was similarly shocked by Ajeng. But coupled with the guilt of his son being in the Dea unit this late.

Ajeng massaged his own temple "You guys are dating? You—" sighed for a while then glared at his own daughter "You're pregnant mbak?" guess the obvious Ajeng made Mega also glared.

Dea sighed. Under these conditions, even being described now will only further prolong the problem. So according to Dea it is better for Aska to go home and explain himself to aunt Mega, while the explanation to Raden Ajeng Purwaningsih is his responsibility.

"What the fuck are you guys!!" pekik Ajeng and Mega together.

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The intention to explain to each other's parents failed when the two graceful-looking women asked the two of them to go inside. Mamah Ajeng looks graceful with modern kebaya clothes along with the hair that is carried, while Mamah Mega uses a black formal dress. The two sat on the sofa with Dea and Aska now sitting right in front of them.

Not knowing how many times Dea rubbed her own hand out of nervousness, Aska who realized it patted the palm of Dea's back gently and immediately got a deathly look from the woman.

Who is not angry? He took Aska to his unit and the man had to be watered but in reality Aska was still quite conscious to be able to stand up straight and greet his mother. Dea suspected Aska from the beginning was not drunk at all.

"So, you guys have a relationship?" the question came back from Ajeng's mouth. His hands were already clenched tightly getting ready to hit his daughter's back if what he was afraid of actually happened.

"Almost" answered Aska.

Dea's eyes glared at him for a moment. If there was no aunt Mega maybe he'd have clapped Aska's head right now.

"meaning? You guys really did that?" Ajeng had almost stood up but sat back down as he glanced at Mega who was staring with a disapproving look. Everything that concerns Dea does make Ajeng made to panic instantly. His only daughter, Ajeng was afraid if he mishandled Dea until her daughter fell into promiscuity.

"Sorry before, ma'am. I educated my son well, and it seems like Dea is also well educated. So let's listen to their explanation first" said Mega. Ajeng sighed, he was indeed too much right now. But come to think of it as a natural thing, because if they really did, the former would be left in Dea instead of Aska.

"So, why are you here? Why are you two so late?" ask Mega.

Aska and Dea explain alternately. More precisely Dea who wants to straighten everything. Coupled with the action of Aska who sucks for pretending unconscious. Dea even pinched Aska's arm hard which made Mega seem to look down badly on Ajeng now.

"I was just helping Aska mah, she suddenly forgot her unit password. Can't I just let him sleep in front of the door?" ask Dea. Hoping if the mama who has the soul of humanity and the fairy of great beauty nodded her head. Let alone in humans, in rats that are sandwiched in iron drains, mamah will help because they feel sorry.

"So you're worried about me De?"

Dea gaped in disbelief, could-can Aska say that in a situation like this. Ajeng was also surprised to hear Aska's words just now. Seemingly separated from the cheating Ardigo, his daughter meets a man whose confidence is above average.

"You like auntie's son? But unfortunately aunt does not intend to have a daughter-in-law who likes to drink"

Mega's eyes this time were glaring in horror. Even the pillow in his hand was now directly floated into his son's face. "You drink a mas?"

With a reliable grin that felt like Dea gilas would use a jagged laundry grinder, Aska shook her head while occasionally glancing fearfully at Dea.

Simultaneously, a single death blow from Dea floated on Aska's back.

"You know me As?!!" peekik Dea's.

"You're the same mother if you touch the drink!!" pekik Mega's.

Ajeng opened his eyes to hear the screeches of the two. Ordinary living around people who talk so soft and graceful without using veins obviously makes Ajeng quite shocked by the current situation.

After a complete screech with threats to his son, Mega turned to Ajeng with a big smile.

"I guarantee my son will never touch a drink again. I love my daughter, and my son also loves my daughter. So—"

Ajeng frowned in confusion, waiting for the continuation of Mega's sentence.

"So, how about we be besan mbak?"

And it feels Ajeng is getting a surprise that makes him unable to say anything. The culture in Jakarta is very different from the culture in the place where he lives.