Tolerate It's.

Kuala Lumpur.

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Kuala Lumpur's....

"Don't take it long." rebuked Ben when he and Jia reached the airport to meet Ilyas.

"Yes." Yeah." Jia replied simply because she was still scrolling her Instagram.

"Don't take him long. He had a schedule in Jakarta the day after tomorrow." because he felt neglected by Jia, Ben finally spoke directly to Ilyas.

"Yes, relax. I'm going home tomorrow."

Finally Ben just nodded feeling safe.

Ilyas was not picked up by Jia because the man first went to the airport in a taxi while Jia, the girl was bad luck. Almost will miss the plane if not hurriedly awakened by Ben, while Sera. The woman had returned to Jakarta at night because she said tomorrow morning she had a sudden meeting.

"Judah I'm back. Safe flight," his saying while damaging Jia's head that made the girl upset because her hair was dyed was even ruffled by the big hand.

"I cut your hands off so constantly." the threat was never heeded by Ben, the man was indifferent, "First bro! Nitip the little one." he asked Ilyas.

Ilyas chuckled then gave his thumbs up signifying 'ready.'

"Don't you want breakfast first?" ilyas asked while pushing Jia's back because the girl kept watching her phone. Feeling no response Ilyas asked back, "Ji? Want to have breakfast first?"

Jia turned her gaze from the phone to Ilyas, "Huh? Naw. Just go straight."

"Have breakfast?" ask back while taking over Jia's suitcase. I don't know why this girl even carries a suitcase when only all day even she carries a fairly large suitcase.

"Not yet."

"Jaudah breakfast first. Come buy bread if you want to eat simple" he said while guiding Jia, "again see what the hell?" Ilyas glanced at Jia's phone which was displaying a comment column.

"This. Review of the novel that will be turned into a film."

"You'll be the player?" guess Ilyas.

"Yes, I'm the lead again."

Ilyas nodded, "About what?"

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"Heunggs... Don't know. I haven't read it, just read the blurb. He said the hell about the woman who's struggling to get out of her toxic family."

"You accepted the job without knowing what it was?"

"Yes, who set everything up, Ben. He knows what I like the same that I don't like. So yeah, it's up to him."

Ilyas was speechless to hear it, "You, Sera, same Ben sahabatan from long ago?"

"Yes, from a long time ago. I'm rich in triplets even though I'm the youngest of them."

"Seriously? How many years?" tanyanya while ordering bread at the place of food purchase.

"Setaun doang's. I went to school as their same class."

"Where was the school?"

"SPH."

Not surprised anyway. It is certain from among them to attend PELITA HARAPAN High School. The famous foundation of the average who enters is among the people.

"You're originally from Jakarta?"

Jia nodded while eating bread, "Yes, used to live in South Jakarta from childhood kept Papih moved to Surabaya when Mamih died while managing a new factory there."

"Sorry, yeah."

"Why do you apologize?" Jia stuffed her used bread paper into the bin and they started walking to get ready to board the plane.

Jia shook her head as she began to be self-examined by the airport employee, "Gapapa. Just relax."

He was getting used to the pain, so when he thought back he had no more pain.

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Throughout his life, Jia never set foot in Kuala Lumpur. Though this is a neighboring country, and when he often traveled abroad alone did not think to stop by Malaysia. And now he's setting foot in the country together with the man who's gonna be his life partner for a while, maybe.

"Have you been here?"

Jia shook her head. They were looking for an invitation, she said the one who picked her up was Ilyas' cousin.

There a woman of Jia's age waved with a friendly smile. Her face was not similar to Ilyas, the girl had dimples on both her cheeks making her look sweet.

"Hallo! Hows flight's? Anyway, hi Jia! I call Najilah Jila. Oiya, you are so beautiful more than I often see in the movies you play." The compliment.

"No bad," Ilyas answered about asking how their flying journey was.

"Hi, Jila. Thank you ahaha. Nice to meet you. Do you speak Indonesian?"

The woman higher than him nodded, "Yep, I learned from Ilyas. Especially sometimes I like to watch some movies from Indonesia."

Jia nodded in understanding, "Keren. I'll also be speaking Malaysian, okay?" jia Canda even if actually taught he wants.

""Can. Ask Ilyas, he'll be the most patient teacher. So, where are we going?" tanyanya while opening the door of her car.

"To Yasa's house first."

Jia was a bit surprised Ilyas called her using his own name and it sounded very revealing Jia wanted to smile messingly but should she hold on as much as possible.

"Wouldn't go around first?" ask Jila when they are ready to go.

"Jia tired?"

Jia shook her head, Jia sat behind herself. While Ilyas along with Jila in front.

"So you want to go for a walk?"

"We'll have lunch outside, we'll have dinner at Opah's house, won't we, Jil?"

Jila nodded as she turned her steering, they would exit the parking area.

"Yes, I have prepared a lot of dishes to welcome you. Check out my favorite grandson, plus bring news of the future wife again. It's more of an uproar than rumh."

Ilyas chuckled when he heard Jila's words.

"Rarely come home. Once home keeps the whole family busy, as if you were the president" he said grimly, "Jia wants to eat what?"

"Euh... Don't know. It's up to you."

"Okay, we're eating good. Who paid Ilyas." he said with a burst of laughter.

"Yes, yeah. Choose what to eat."

"What about assam laksa? Agreed no?"

"Jia wants?" not answering yes or no. Ilyas asked Jia.

"What about Assad Laksa rich food?"

"Mie that. You're gonna love it, you want to?"

Jia nodded though she would not be seen by the two people in front of her, "Mau. Does Jia want to be origin not poisoned."

Jila chuckled, "It's impossible. I'll go to jail before Ilyas's wedding."

Then the three of them threw laughter at each other and chatted lightly, wondering about the weather, the food, or the film industry.

From here Jia stated, if Jila is a humble figure, she is a figure who can be a pleasant friend. Jia remembered Jasmine, they were a little similar despite their different styles. Najila has a slightly tomboyish style, while Jasmine is very feminine.