The Last Port of Sang Bad Boy

CHAPTER 35

Take a deep breath, then throw it away slowly. Ibra repeatedly did that but still could not reduce his anxiety. His heart was racing, until he several times patted his chest, hoping that his beat would return to normal. But unfortunately it didn't have the slightest effect.

Hearing the rush of light that was getting closer, cold sweat began to seep from the pores of the Ibra skin. Body shakes. Dropping the motor at high speed, even fighting in the boxing ring, he was not afraid at all. But tonight, he who is a brave man suddenly becomes a coward, his guts shrivel, to a strand of hair.

Looking at Ayleen's parents and his brother, he immediately stood up to give his regards.

"Cell-good morning Om, Auntie, Bang." Just to say a greeting, strained for mercy. Exceeding the tension of driving the motor at high speed.

"You're sane?" chirps Aydin with a slanted smile. While Father Septian and Mama Nara are still dumbstruck. "Look outside."

Ibra reflexively looked at the open door. Nobody was there, but why was he told to look out? Is he being expelled? He still doesn't understand.

"Do you think it's morning?" sindir Aydin while again smiling sideways.

"Was I talking wrong?" Ibra was completely unaware that earlier, she said good morning.

"Here you go," leached Septian's father. "Please sit down." He also sat down, but not with Aydin and Mama Nara still standing while throwing fierce glances at Ibra.

"Bare you here too." Aydin said with a dismissive tone. If only before he came out, he was not warned by his father not to make a noise, want to feel like he came back to beat Ibra.

"What do you want to see me?" ask Septian Father.

"You better go home if you want to meet Leen" said Mama Nara. "We don't allow Ayleen to get in touch with you."

"Reason?" Idiotically, Ibra even asked that, even though the reason had been explained Ayleen, his family did not like the young man who joined the motorcycle gang, whose life was considered unclear.

"Heis," Aydin clucked in annoyance. "Because you've only had a bad influence on Ayleen. Leen changed since she knew you. He dared to lie, dared to go out at night, and worse, dared to be alone with the opposite sex in the room" he said.

"Sorry, but we didn't do anything that night." Whether they are trusted or not

"That's because I'm hunting to come, otherwise, I'm not sure." Aydin clenched his palms while staring at Ibra sharply.

"Let Daddy talk to him" Septian's father turned to Aydin. Asking his eldest son to temporarily not interfere first.

Aydin growled slowly, disagreeing with the father's request. But he did not dare to refuse.

"Yes Om." Ibra again wiped away the cold sweat that soaked her forehead and neck. Although it does not look fierce, but the tone of the father's speech is firm and calm, making the courage of Ibra ciut.

"Why do you like Ayleen?"

"Because she's nice and pretty." Ibra's tongue is slurred. Earlier when facing and answering Aydin's question, he was not this nervous. But facing a father whose tone of voice is not high, even make it blazing.

"The mother is also kind and beautiful, you may not like it either." Seloroh dad while looking at Mama Nara.

"Dad," hissed Mama while glaring. I did not think her husband was even joking.

"If the reason you like Ayleen is because it is good and beautiful, many women are also good and beautiful. Fearing that when you meet a better and more beautiful woman than Leen, your love will move."

Ibra shook her head quickly. "Ti-not like that I mean, Om. Ayleen is special to me."

"Special like what?" Ibra really made dead style. The guy who used to talk out loud turned 180 degrees in front of Septian's father.

"I can't explain, but Ayleen is really special to me." Ibra's answer made Septian's father laugh. And it made Ibra's face instantly pale. He felt he had given a super wrong answer, so he was laughed at.

"Hey young man. It's not like this treating a girl you think is special, special. Taking him without parental permission, just to get to the front of the house, means that you do not privilege him. The special thing, you will leave it to a safe place, to someone who can take care of it, not abandon it on the side of the road. A special donut, it's in the storefront, not just on the side of the road."

Jleb, Ibra gets mentally automatic. Cold sweat more and more flowing in his body. Likewise with his beating heart that is more and more unreasonable. He could only hope that he would not faint, because it would be so embarrassing.

"If Ayleen didn't let you meet us, you should have convinced him that we were worthy of Leen, and you dared to meet his parents. Not even enjoy playing hide and seek. And finally, if you get caught like this, you're the bad guy yourself?" Ibra's face grew pale, like no blood was flowing in her body.

"I'm sorry, Om," said Ibra, looking down.

"Letting Ayleen not be home in the middle of the night, that's definitely not privileging him. Anyone would look bad at a girl who was alone in the middle of the night with a man in the room, nothing special. And one more thing, if she's special, you won't ask her out. You understand, I mean?"

Ibra nodded, "Yes, I understand. That's why I came here to see Om. I want to prove that Ayleen is special to me. I want to propose to Ayleen."

The eyes of Mama Nara and Aydin instantly glared. Actually Father Septian was also shocked by Ibra's bravery, but he was still able to set an expression.

And a girl who was secretly eavesdropping, her face immediately heated up to hear the idol boldly come to propose to her.