The Idol Angel

The Idol Angel
The Eps 29



The Eps 29


happy reading's....


πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’ž


The moment awaited arrived. Jae Su and his parents are now at Zia's residence.


"Assynolajet. Good night aunt." Sapa Jae Su's.


"Wa allaikumussalam Jae Su. Come on, come on in." Mother Rumi welcomed her guests. "Please sit down."


"Auntie. Meet me, this is my mom and dad. Mom, dad. This is Zia's mother." Jae Su introduced each other.


"How are you, madam? I'm Park Joon Jay. And this is my wife, Lee Hyori. Hello to you." Greet Jae Su's father.


"Yes. Greetings. I'm Rumi, Zia's mother." Mother introduced herself in Korean.


"You speak Korean, ma'am?" Ask Jae Su's mom enthusiastically. It turns out that this candidate can speak Korean.


"Yes. I used to live in Korea for a long time before I married Zia's father." Answer mother.


Both Jae Su's parents nodded. I did not expect that their communication would go well.


"We came here to talk about our two children's relationship. Because Jae Su wants to make Zia his wife. Do you agree madam?" Jae Su's father said directly to the core of their arrival destination.


"If Jae Su and Zia already feel that they are compatible, I can only give them my blessing, Sir. What matters to me is Zia's happiness." Mother said.


"Hemm okay. How is it customary here for marriage issues?" Ask Jae Su's father.


"I'm sorry before. I just want to make sure about this to Jae Su. Is it true that Jae Su has become a convert?" Now she asks Jae Su.


"Alhamdulillah aunt. I've been a convert since about three years ago." Answer Jae Su.


Mother nodded. "Do you know how to marry a Muslim?" Ask mother.


"Yes aunt. I've studied it. I was obliged to do the jab of qobul to Zia."


"Yes you're right. And for the recipe, I leave it to you and Zia, what it's like. How are Mr and Mrs Park?"


"Honest. I don't know what kind of event Muslims do when they have a wedding. Because I didn't see it directly. So we, Jae Su's parents just handed over all this wedding business to Zia and Jae Su." Said Jae Su's father.


"alright. We leave it to the children. We as parents will only support the choices of our children."


"For the time of the wedding, when will the madam?" Jae Su's mother asked.


"Maybe faster, better mistress. Considering both of our children have known for so long." Answer mother.


"Hmmm. You're right madam. All right, how's the next two months?" Jae Su's mother gave her advice.


"So good, madam." Mother agrees with Jae Su's mother's proposal.


"What kind of wedding do you want?" Now Jae Su's mother's question turns to the bride-to-be.


"We better have a simple event, aunt. By inviting the people closest to us" said Zia.


"Where is Jae Su?" Ask mother.


"Yes, it's better to have a simple show. Not to be too tired later." Why would you want to say Jae Su? kog doesn't want to be too tired?


After discussing the matter of Jae Su and Zia's marriage is finished, they go to the dining room and eat the dishes provided by Rumi's mother.


Only a few restaurant menus ordered by Mother Rumi. Because not many people come.


****


Not too much, that's because Zia is always saving unnecessary expenses there, understand the index child.


A week after the arrival of Jae Su's family to his house, it is time for Jae Su's parents to return to Korea to take care of their company there, as well as taking care of some important documents that will be needed by Jae Su later.


Currently they are already at Soekarno Hatta airport, not to be missed also with Zia. Of course, with a little disguise done by Jae Su, so as not to become a furore like when they arrived in Indonesia yesterday.


"Take good care of yourself Jae Su." the mother's message.


"Yes. Must be mom."


Now the attention of the mother turned to Zia, his future daughter-in-law.


"One thing that aunt asked of you Zia, don't hurt Jae Su. If he loves a woman, he will always be faithful even if she hurts him. So auntie please don't hurt her like the woman she used to be in a relationship with." Jae Su's mother said expectantly.


"insha Allah's aunt." That's all Zia can say.


"alright. We're going inside. Take care of yourself. Uncle tipped Jae Su to you Zia. Please pay attention to her diet." said Jae Su's father.


Zia nodded in understanding with the message - the message delivered to her.


****


Later that afternoon Zia intends to visit the tomb of her friend, Mia.


And of course with Jae Su.


They are still at Zia's house. And as usual, many neighbors around are excited by the emergence of the idol of the women.


There are many girls who want to meet her. And it was fortunate that Jae Su had severely restricted himself from interacting with them.


It is difficult to have a handsome husband. The heart must be as strong as steel in order to be strong to face the caterpillars who are again nervous.


"Csss... Just a moment you are here, there are so many girls nyariin you. Reason asked for a photo, but the ends asked for a hug as well." Zia's grumbling was a little jealous.


"Aren't I a K-pop idol? So naturally they were happy to meet me." Jae Su said lightly.


"Yes, but you don't have to ask for a hug, do you?" Zia was shaking her lips.


Seeing that, Jae Su smiled happily.


"You jealous?"


"Not only before." Ketus answer.


"I like you to be jealous." Jae Su smirked his smile.


Now Zia's face blushed embarrassed because she was caught jealous of Jae Su's fans. I want Zia to keep Jae Su in the room so that no one can see her.


I heard footsteps approaching.


"Waduh mbak. I want to see Jae Su oppa. How is this mbak? The store is not a lot of buyers, this is even a lot of people - people are not clear. Capek Mira cheated on them." said Mira with a little grumbling.


"Mother has also begun to be overwhelmed by it." Further again.


Indeed, from the moment they arrived, there were always people looking for Jae Su. There are also insistent and maksa, there are also those who are up to nangis kejer.


It turns out that it is also terrible charm oppa handsome this one.


...****************...


...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...


Don't forget to like and comment πŸ™πŸ™πŸ™