The Primadona Malam

The arrival of Ahsan

"Hi, my name is Sugistiawan, but you can call me Bang Sugis" said the strapping man as he extended his hand.

Halim who was sitting cross-legged, a second later he stood up to greet the arrival of his tentmates.

"Halim," said Halim briefly, welcoming the man's helping hand.

"It's nice to meet you, man," Sugistiawan said.

"So is mine. Hopefully we can be a solid team" Halim said.

"Hmm, of course," Sugistiawan continued. "Oh yeah, which company are you from?" continued.

"I'm from Nanda's Beauty and Care company" Halim replied, "Don't you?" coined.

"I'm from the Inspiration and Reality news agency" Sugistiawan said.

After meeting each other. The two men talked to each other about their profession.

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Ahsan took out a big motorbike that always accompanied him during his holidays in Jakarta. If you are tired of staying at home, Ahsan uses the motorbike to surround the metropolitan city.

Like this morning. The commotion in his parents' second room, had lured Ahsan out of the house.

"Hhh, I'd better meet Natasya at her boarding house" Ahsan muttered with a sigh. A moment later, Ahsan also drove his vehicle out of the gate of the house.

The journey to Natasya boarding house, only takes one hour. However, because this weekend and the streets are quite crowded, finally after passing the time for two hours, Ahsan also arrived at the princess boarding place.

Ahsan parked his motorbike in front of the security post office where the boarding house was located. A moment later, he got off and walked towards the security post.

"Assalamu'alaikum, morning sir!" greet Ahsan to a middle-aged guard who was sipping his black coffee.

Aaron, hearing the greeting from behind the window of the guard post, immediately placed his coffee cup on the table. He looked at a thin-floated young man standing in front of the window of the security post. Aaron frowned when he realized he did not recognize the young man.

"Who's looking?" todong Aaron without further ado.

"I want to meet Natasha. Does he exist?" ahsan answered saying his point.

"Sampeyan's boyfriend?" Aaron asked for more privacy.

Ahsan scratched his head while smiling wryly.

"No, Sir. I'm just his friend. Emmh precisely .. Natasya's best friend," Ahsan replied, honestly.

"Ah, you young man. Pake Sok doesn't say anything. If yes, then just say it. I was also young once. Ever experienced what a courtship is. So don't be shy. Hmm, courtship is fine, just don't be obscene too," Aaron's cerocos without pause.

Again, Ahsan could only scratch his non-itchy head. Ah, no matter how detailed Ahsan explained, this middle-aged man would never be able to understand that his mind was contaminated with such su'udzon flavors, Ahsan thought.

"So, how about it, sir. Am I allowed to enter and meet Natasha?" Ahsan asked back.

"Of course it's allowed, Young man, but on one condition" Aaron said.

"Condition?" Ahsan asked while frowning.

"Yes, condition," repeated Aaron.

"What's the condition, sir?" ask Ahsan.

"The conversation should be on the front porch!" firmly Aaron.

"Goodbye, Sir ... You think I want to do something? Wanna pervert? Ish, I still have faith, sir!" Ahsan grumbled in annoyance at the security guard's words.

"Yes who knows. People's hearts, 'will not be absorbed, '" Aaron argued. "Otherwise yes, if only Sampeyan had faith, but if it's alone in a room with the opposite sex, well the third one must be Satan. Is Sampeyan willing, the evil to do something indecent?" said Aaron impressed insinuating.

"Don't su'udzon first, sir. The start of slander!" Ahsan's sweat, upset.

"Eh, I'm not su'udzon, yeah. I just need to get on. I feel sorry for Sampeyan. Young, I want to be alone. If caught and reported with RT, how? Could marry this young Sampeyan. Is Sampeyan ready for a young wedding?" Aaron gave a lecture.

Ahsan could only shake his head at Aaron's long words like a railway carriage.

Suddenly....

Ahsan. He smiled a little when he saw his best friend walking over.

"Gue purposely came here to meet you, Sya. There's something I should be talking about with you," Ahsan replied.

"Yes, come in yuk!" bring Natasya. "Sir Aaron, can you please open the gate!" pinta Natasya to the security guard at the princess's boarding house she's been in for the past three weeks.

"But this young man?" aaron asked while pointing at Ahsan with his chin.

"Not to worry, sir. This young man is just my friend" replied Natasya, trying to convince Aaron.

"Alright," replied Aaron as he moved from his seat.

Aaron out post. He walked towards the gate to open the door.

"Yeah, in!" take Natasya who has been hanging on the bonnet of Ahsan motorbike.

The thin-floated young man nodded. He started the engine and launched it.

"Go in first, sir. Thanks!" natasya exclaimed as she passed in front of Aaron.

"Don't forget, talk on the porch!" message Aaron while shouting.

Natasya just grinned the horse heard Aaron's scream. While Ahsan, the athletic man was seen shaking his head at the message of the security guard.

Ih, you freak, Ahsan grumbled in his heart.

Arriving in front of his best friend's room, Ahsan turned off the motorbike and parked it. After Natasya went down, Ahsan went down and followed Natasya who had walked first to unlock the door of her boarding room.

"Lu wait here yeah, San. I'll change clothes first. The smell of sweat" Natasya said, kissing her shirt.

Ahsan just nodded in response to his best friend's orders. He also began to sit in a chair provided by the manager of the boarding house on each front porch of the room.

After waiting for half an hour. Natasya came while carrying a tray containing two cups of coffee lattes and snack setoples. Natasya placed the tray on the guardrail between the room terrace and the front yard.

"For a long time, yes!" Ahsan grumbled, annoyed.

"Sorry, Sanw. I'm so hot. That's why I took a shower first. My body is sticky, not comfortable!" sahut Natasya, frankly.

"Uuh, it's worth it for a long time" Ahsan said as he grabbed his coffee cup.

Ahsan started sipping on her favorite latte coffee bit by bit. So too with Natasha. Until after putting back the coffee cup, Natasya began to ask about the intention of Ahsan's arrival.

"Why come here, San? Kok, tumben," said Natasya who actually can guess the purpose and purpose of Ahsan coming to the hostel.

Like his best friend, Ahsan put down his coffee cup. For a moment, he could only take a deep breath and exhale slowly.

Seeing Ahsan's attitude, Natasya was more convinced that if Ahsan was silent, there was something to do with her family.

"Is this about nyokap again?" terka Natasha's.

Ahsan nodded. "Every night, nyokap you come to my house," Ahsan replied.

"Ish, what else is he going to do?" There was a very irritated tone of speech from Natasya's lips.

"Yes especially, if not to ask me to persuade you to go home," Ahsan replied. "Initially, he asked for your boarding address to gu–"

"But you're not giving, are you?" as if Natasya looks worried.

"Ish, don't bother talking first, Neng," Ahsan replied, annoyed. "Of course I don't give. I promise you, make this place a secret. Where can I break my promise. Even if it's to nyokap you," Ahsan said.

Natasha smiled widely. He knew that Ahsan was a friend he could rely on in any situation.

"Thanks yes, San," Natasya said.

"But Yes .. if I may give you advice. You better go home. Aunt Karen promised me that if she doesn't do it again, you'll go to college, let alone get married. As long as you want to go home," Ahsan said.

"Here, the talk is believable. Lu Kek doesn't know me, San. He's a plan. Now say A, tomorrow it could be another B," rent Natasya.

Again, Ahsan could only remain silent. The girl was indeed very stubborn, so Ahsan was always at a loss for words when arguing with her.

"Yes, it's up to you!"