The Primadona Malam

Natasha's Decree

In the room, Imas walked back and forth unnoticed. She was completely confused and had no answer if her husband asked about Niram. Rayyan can still be he's lying, but Halim?

Ish, what do I tell you about Halim when he tames her? Would Halim believe that I said Niram cost? Ah yes, there is no harm in me making up the reason for that cake. I must be able to act as natural as possible, so that bang Halim believes, the inner Imas while flicking a finger.

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Elsewhere, Halim grew curious about what her son said. He then decided to ask Imas. However, when he entered the house, Imas was no longer seen in the living room. Halim guessed if Imas went to the room.

"You get changed, kid. Papa wants to change clothes too. Uh, it smells bad" Halim rang while kissing her clothes that look shabby.

"Ih, Slovenly Papa. Huh, it's just appropriate that from earlier you kiss the smell of bad. Apparently the smell of Papa's clothes, yes," joked Rayyan along with chiming in on the father's claws.

Halim only chuckled at the joke of her son. Shortly after, they split up to enter their rooms.

"Mas, can we talk for a minute, Brother wants to be so–"

"Ish, hang on, Bang. Imas kebelet to the bathroom first," interrupted Imas cut her husband's speech.

Halim could only gawk at the sight of Imas walking hurriedly past him.

"Uh, congratulations" muttered Imas as he continued to step into the bathroom.

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After lunch, Natasya said goodbye to her grandmother.

"Be careful on the road, son," said Lila. "Contact Oma when you get to your boarding place" he added.

"Okay, Oma," Natasya said.

"Oh yes, Yes. You better think about what Oma said yesterday. Remember, son .. that time never came back, so never waste it," continued Lila.

"Yes, Oma. Then Tasya think again," replied Natasya.

Lila smiled. A moment later he glanced at Ahsan who was wearing his shoes.

"Oma put Tasya on, son Ahsan. Please take care of her, and please also persuade Tasya not to waste her future" Lila said.

Ahsan stood up. For a moment, he looked at Tasya who was bowing his face in shame at the request of the grandmother. A split second later, Ahsan looked back at Lila.

"God willing, Oma. Just pray that Tasya's heart will be opened immediately to accept Ahsan's invitation to lecture, Oma," he said, joking.

Lila chuckles at Ahsan's answer, while Natasya is getting the wrong way of hearing her best friend's clumsiness.

"Yes Oma, we'll excuse you. Fear of night also reached Jakarta," added Ahsan.

Lila nodded. "Be careful on the road, son. Remember, don't speed. Let's be slow, just safe," his message to the two young people.

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In the bathroom, Imas pulled out his phone. Secretly, he contacted Sukma to ask for a solution to the problems he was facing at the moment.

"Where, sir. What do I do Imas lakanin?" ask Imas through a WhatsApp message sent to his father.

Imas looks worried. He walked back and forth in the bathroom. His right hand gripped the flat object firmly. While his left hand rubbed his stomach that felt cramping. Maybe because of the effects of stress, the twins also tense in his womb.

Shortly after, Imas' phone vibrated. Sontak Imas swiped the phone screen to read a reply from the father.

"Lu said that no girl has already gotten a job."

"But how about bang Halim nanyain at work and his bang?" Write Imas.

The phone is back vibrating.

"Lu said that he was taught to work, and you didn't know where to work. That's it, bothered. Udah ah, I want to bathe the Jalu first, let him fit tomorrow."

"Aish, the Jalu keeps the main one," grumbled Imas while pocketing his phone into his pants pocket.

When Imas was about to wash his face, a knock on the bathroom door began to sound. Imas jumped in shock, his heart beating fast again. He must admit, he is not ready to give an answer to Halim about the departure of Niram.

"Who's inside? Papa, Mama .. hunt dong, brother kebelet peed!" rayyan shouted from behind the door.

The huft!

Imas breathed out violently. He felt a little relieved because it turned out, the one who knocked on the door was his son.

"Yes a minute, Bang. Mama wash her hands first!"

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"San, can we hang out at the coffee shop?" natasya asked, while resting her chin on Ahsan's shoulder.

"May," Ahsan replied, "in the usual place, yes," he added.

Natasya simply nodded in response to Ahsan's words. Not long after, Ahsan accelerated the speed of his motorbike to get to the destination immediately.

Arriving at the coffee shop they used to stop by, Ahsan immediately parked his motorbike. A second later, they walked hand in hand into the coffee shop.

"As usual, ma'am!" ahsan said after arriving at the booking place.

"Ready, Mas!" answer the waiter.

During the holidays, almost every afternoon Ahsan spends time here. Several times he also invited Natasya to enjoy the twilight at the roof top Coffee shop.

Like at the moment. Ahsan took Natasya by the hand to climb the stairs to the roof top. Incidentally, the weather was not so hot today. Maybe because it is approaching the asar as well, until the sun begins to dim.

"Aaah, it doesn't feel .. It's just a matter of days," Ahsan muttered as he landed his butt on the chair.

"You mean?" natasya asked, pulling up the chair in front of Ahsan and sitting on it.

"My vacation's only staying this week, yes. On Saturday, I have to go back to the ponpes" Ahsan said.

The deg!

Natasya's heart stopped beating hearing Ahsan's words. For some reason, suddenly sadness ambushed him. I don't think he's ready to end this togetherness.

"San, bi-can you find me a campus there?" pinta Natasha, wiry.

Ahsan knitted both of his eyebrows. "You want to go to college, huh?" tanyanya sumringah's.

Natasha nodded slowly. For your sake, San. For the sake of not parting again with you, Inner Natasya.

"Ah, thank goodness! Yes already, tomorrow you go back to your house, and we can talk about your wishes to your parents," Ahsan explained. "Gue was sure, they must be cool and would agree to your plan," he continued.

Natasha smiled in response to the words of her best friend.

"Hopefully my decision is this, the real decision, San," muttered Natasya.

Ahsan clasped Natasha's hands together. "Gue sure, this is the best decision of your entire life, Sya. And I'm sure, you never regret having made this decision," he said in support of his little friend's decision.

Natasha smiled thinly. If you knew that I was making this decision because I didn't want to be away from you, would you say something like this too, San? inner Natasya, looking fixed at the young man who increasingly looks charming.

"I'm sorry I waited so long, Mom. Enjoy it."

The words of the waiter who presented their order, immediately cut off Natasya's eyes. The girl immediately stared away from the expanse of Jakarta while trying to regulate the rhythm of her heart that was beating uncharacteristically.