
"Darling, if you go home you stop by to buy Mama ingredients to make a cake. Because the plan is tomorrow Mama with Mami you want to experiment" said Ningsih via telephone.
Zifa who was now packing her things nodded. "OK, Ma! What Ma should Zi buy?"
"Later the list of ingredients Mama sent in a chat, okay!"
"Siip, Ma"
After talking to her mother, Zifa stepped out of her legs to go home. Arriving at the parking lot, he saw Bima who had already left the office was still in the parking lot while paying attention to the tires of his car. Looks like one of the tires leaked.
Zifa weighed in between wanting to get closer or letting it go. Then the girl shook her head slowly, if she intended to help she should not be picky.
"Why is Dad's car?" asked Zifa when she was next to Bima.
Bima looked over with her flat face. "The tires leaked like. Where don't bring spare tires anymore"
Zifa nodded, "Father has already contacted the workshop person?"
"Already"
Zifa nodded again. He was silent for a moment. Did he offer Bima to be with him? Kasian also saw that the old workshop people. But Zifa hesitated a little.
"You're still here? not home?"
Zifa jerks. "Eh, yes. It's coming home" he quickly turned around. Just a few steps, he stopped and turned back to Bima.
"Daddy want to be with me? I'll take you home later. If you wait for a workshop person must be kemaleman" he bargained.
Zifa watched the silent Bima. He did not know the man was weighing or was confused because of his offer.
"Ehm, I'm just offering you help. If you don't want me first" he turned back. But his steps again stopped, this time because of Bima's speech.
"You are so unstable! Nawarin, now just play me!"
Zifa looked at him with her stupid face. "Eh?!"
"Come on! Where are your car keys? let me drive" Bima put her hand on Zifa. Zifa then took out the car keys from her bag and immediately gave it to Bima.
"You..."
"Mr.." Tell both at the same time. Zifa then turned her face towards the window while Bima refocused on driving.
"Mr first. What are you saying?" he said still looking to the side.
"You go first" refused Bima.
"Emm, I just wanted to ask. You still live with Azraf's family?" after that Zifa cursed her mouth in her heart why to ask such a personal question.
"No. I've lived in my own house"
"Oohs. Where's where?"
"On xxx street" Bima replied while mentioning her address. Zifa looked quickly. It was in the opposite direction to his house. Means when some time ago Bima drove him, the man also had to turn back dong when he came home?
"Why is your expression?" bima asked while glancing at Zifa for a moment.
Zifa shook her head quickly, if she asked Bima instead thought she was thinking things out.
"So, where is the Father going?" ask Zifa.
"I'll ask to pick up a friend at your house. Anyway, I'd like to stop by your house for a while. I haven't seen your Mom and Dad in a long time!" Zifa didn't know what else to say. He was a little misbehaved because of the words of Bima. Surely the man never met his parents because of their problems first. Just like him who does not want to meet Bima's parents.
"Emmm, now it's my turn. What did you want to say earlier?" tanya Zifa switched the conversation.
"It's not very important! I was suddenly reminded when you stopped by the house you used to ask for a ride to school and said my motorbike was deflated even though it was not. It was just my mode and you who are easily lied to even immediately believe" said Bima with a small laugh.
Zifa looked at Bima in disbelief. How could that guy say that so casually? He realized that their current relationship was not good, why did he even remember such a thing?
"Sir, we'll stop by the supermarket first. There's something I want to buy" Zifa once again switched the conversation because she went back wrong.
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