The Love Of Bad Boy

Chapter 16 Feeling Inappropriate

"Asoka Road behind Alphajuli 2." Zen murmured while staring at a house that is quite tasty in view. House with paint and white knickknacks.

Zen also opened his helmet, he allowed his hair with fingertips while staring at the rear view of his friend's motorcycle. He stepped onto the porch of the house where there were a lot of roses. Zen said his greetings while knocking on the door. When the door opened came a middle-aged woman wearing a face. He looked at Zen from the bottom up. Even the woman stammered in Zen's greeting.

She was Farhan's mother. How he is not surprised, this is the first time there are people who meet with torn pants on the knee. The jacket Zen wore also made Mother Farhan stunned.

'Who is this guy. Is he a friend that Farhan said was coming? Does he not pray Friday?' The three girls' inner selves.

"Who are you looking for?" Mother Farhan asked after answering the greeting from Zen.

"Is this Farhan's house?" Ask Zen.

"What is this boy?" Ask the mother.

'what looks like I'm as scary as that until my mom is scared that.' Inner Zen.

He answered Farhan's mother's question with a smile, worried that her face looked sinister. Because the look on Mom's face was like being alert behind a door that opened only half.

"I'm Farhan's friend's friend." Zen.

"Friends, Farhan's friend?" The mother parrot with her frown digested Zen's speech.

"Wait a minute to go home. He's praying friday." Said Mother Farhan as she opened the door and walked towards the chair on the terrace.

Farhan's mother also allowed Zen to sit on the porch chair of the house overlooking a small pool located on the edge of the fence. Zen sat in the style of a young man with legs that moved like he was in a rocking chair. Farhan's mother was still astonished, where her son met Zen's strange friend. This is the first time her son has a friend with a slang look.

"Mom stay inside first huh." Farhan's mother.

Zen nodded. But soon the motor sounds. Enter two men who are on a motorcycle. Zen suddenly cursed himself.

'I'm in complete shock to see me. I got the wrong costume.... My pants on my shirt are like this. The inhabitants of the house were like the inhabitants of all heaven....' regret Zen in his heart because he just realized and felt if the clothes he was wearing were not polite to visit the house of an older person. Especially Farhan, the man appeared so polite and impressed alim. with sarong also Sanghai koko collar clothes that he wore.

"Assalamualaik." Farhan and his father said at the same time.

"Getishalam." Answer Zen.

Farhan's father's gaze went straight towards Farhan.

"Did you know, Zen." Farhan.

Farhan asks Zen to go inside. Upon arriving inside, Farhan asked permission to change his clothes first. As he asked what he could help, Zen said what he meant.

Farhan saw one volume of paper that Zen clip using a clip binder.

"It's ok, maybe you just need to study it at the trial. For example, why do you take this title, what method you use, what title you are, where you observe. And lastly, you have to make a conclusion. Usually that's it." Farhan.

"Wow bother this," said Zen.

Farhan was willing to read Zen's thesis. They were a long time involved in the chatter after Zen began to understand he was a beard.

'gini I made it myself yesterday.' Inner Zen after understanding the contents of his thesis that uses the services of a jockey.

"Sorry before, where do you know Oliv?" Ask Farhan.

Zen seemed confused to answer, because it was impossible to answer if he met in wild racing.

"In the workshop, the motor was damaged." Zen.

"Oh... Olivia never told me she had a close male friend." Farhan.

'I think she's Oliv, her eyes are the same as Olivia'. Inner Farhan who thinks that Zen is Olivia's cousin.

"Well, Farhan what if not friends?" Search Zen.

"I'm a friend from High School and until now a study and several organizations. Turns out she's still the same Olivia, as much as she can help people." Farhan.

Farhan's last words struck Zen's heart. He expected more from Olivia's attention. But in fact, the angel of the heart does have a social soul is quite high.

"A lot of friends who put the same heart as Olivia, but she is good at carrying herself. It seems like she is indeed keeping her heart to the time and the person who is halal." Farhan.

"Including Farhan?" Ask Zen.

The two men looked at each other. Zen half looked down at the apology sign for being lost. But the expression of Farhan's heart made Zen fall.

"Like yes, but nothing more than hope. Afraid of disappointment, yes if you are a mate. If not. We feel sorry for him and our partner. Yes anyway now just solidify yourself, if it is ready to get married just come and meet his parents." Farhan's speech left Ahmed's youngest riveted, a taste that mixed into one.

Embarrassed at wishing her love to be reciprocated by Olivia, ashamed that she felt unworthy. When compared to Farhan alone, he could already be said to be far inappropriate for Olivia. Returning from Farhan's residence, Zen had a hard time closing his eyes at night.

"Aishis.... Why so ringing Farhan speech earlier yes. I think my rivals are heavy. I want to focus on the same lecture and workshop. Than I'm heartbroken, you're not as tall as Olivia. He's the angel of the Zen world, it's Elo.... Hehe... I'll focus on my future. If she was a friend, Olivia would be my wife. Or a more beautiful woman.... " Sen Zen said while covering his face with a pillow.