The Love Story of Somplak Girl

67

"You've been waiting, Ra." Henny's mother surprised Zahra who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"E-em, yes, Mom." Zahra stuttering. He got up and walked towards the living room.

Zahra was nervous when she saw Arga sitting on the sofa with her head leaning. What made Zahra curious was the two paperbags that Arga was carrying and were currently lying next to the man.

"W-What do you need to do here, sir? I'm sorry I just woke up" Zahra told a lie. He sat down with Arga.

"Oh so. I didn't know that you'd just wake up at this hour" ledek Arga. The corner of the man's lips was drawn next to it. Zahra looked nervous.

"I-that's because I'm so soybean so unconsciously overslept, sir." Zahra prayed that Arga would not know that he was lying at this time.

Arga did not reply, only rounding his lips. Then he took the two paperbags and handed them to Zahra.

"What is this, sir?" asked Zahra, peeking at the contents of the paperbag.

"That's a dress and a shoe. Change your clothes now and come with me" Arga said. Zahra turned her head and looked at Arga confusedly.

"For what, sir? Sorry, I mean, where are we going, sir?" Zahra was curious.

"I'll take you to dinner with my parents. Incidentally, this afternoon they just arrived in Indonesia," said Arga. Zahra's eyes are perfectly patterned. In fact, his mouth was wide open so surprised.

"A-You're serious, sir?" zahra asked still not believing.

Zahra squealed in surprise at Arga's thunderous voice. With a quick movement, Zahra put the paperbag on the table and ran into the room. However, a few seconds later Zahra returned to retrieve the paperbag. Zahra was grinning, whereas Arga only shook her head with a smile that did not fade in the slightest.

After Zahra's departure, Arga pulled out Zahra's phone and opened it. However, Arga's movement comes to a standstill when he realizes that it is Zahra's privacy. Finally, Arga only sees the wallpaper when turning on the screen.

Arga chuckles because on the front screen there is a photo of Zahra with his silly face. Really funny and adorable according to Arga. After staring at the photo, Arga turned off Zahra's phone and kept it in the pocket of the jacket he was currently wearing.

Meanwhile, Zahra is seen in a hurry to change dresses for fear that Arga will be angry over time. Just finished wearing a dress, but Zahra had already admired herself who looked beautiful and graceful.

"It turns out I'm pretty too when I wear this dress." Zahra twisted the body while reflecting. In fact, she is a model.

"Let's welcome our prettiest model, Az-Zahra Shakila. Haha." Zahra chuckled with her own stuff. Then, he patted his forehead when he realized something.

"Wait first. If I meet Mr. Arga's parents, continue to be known, and become a daughter-in-law how?" Zahra muttered to herself.

'Brother Zahra, will you be my son-in-law? I'll make sure if you live with my son, you'll always be—'

Zahra was already shuddering at the thought of marrying Arga. Not married Zahra was already afraid of the man, especially if he was married later.

"Aah!" Zahra plucked her finger after coming up with an idea. "Instead of me just talking about my life that is ngenes and poor, surely they immediately refused. You're a poor girl, and you don't deserve to be with my son!"