Trapped in Love Duda

Trapped Love Duda 4

To my surprise, Erik suddenly grabbed my hand, "I'm so sorry Zahra, I'm really embarrassed to talk to you."

" Shame why?" I'm starting to get curious.

Is Erik going to reveal the feeling to me? I murmured in my heart.

" E.e.hm.. Can you borrow your money? One week later directly back it up. It takes a lot."

Huh! Borrow money? How can it look this cool but the pockets are empty. My mind is busy mengedumel itself.

" You don't have any money, do you? Yes uda do not papa do not have to think about the talk of the mas earlier." Her connection languid.

" Ehm, how much do you need?" I'm trying to ask

" Is there any?" Ask again.

" Don't tell me how much to borrow." Saying again.

" A little more than five hundred thousand." Said relaxed.

I pondered for a moment. This is the first time a man has ever borrowed money from me. Every month papa always transfers two million to my savings book. If only five hundred exist, but what can Erik believe?

" Do you not believe the same?"

Erik's voice surprised me.

" E.oh. anu." I wavered Erik's words.

" then? I promise you one more week I'll go home." Erik promised sweetly.

" Okay, but I don't have any cash if you have an account number I can transfer it now." My answer.

Erik's face changed. His smile turned wide.

" There's his account number. Thank you Zah Uda help me? You're like a goddess of help for me." He kissed my hand over and over again making me uncomfortable.

" Eh, don't overdo it, you should help each other." I'm a smart ass.

I took my phone out of my bag, "Where's my number?"

Erik showed me a number of digits. And I copied it on my phone.

" It worked, man!" I showed you proof of delivery from my cell phone screen.

" Thank you!"

" Yes together. I'm out, yeah, mas."

" Yes, see you later."

I got off Erik's luxury sports car. The car sped up and left me still confused.

After Erik's car disappeared, I went back to the campus area.

The canteen was targeted by me because of my unbearable thirst.

I looked for a quiet corner of the room after I had previously ordered orange ice.

I'm pinching my forehead. Once I met a guy like this. Hopefully Erik is in need.

" Hey, I'm muttering you. Uh, he knows it's not here." The sound of princess cemprengs blaringly filled this canteen room. Fortunately, it is quiet so people are not disturbed. He sipped my remaining orange ice shamelessly.

I glanced at the Princess.

" I'm sorry, thirsty." It's whinyesan.

" It's habit!"

" Where did dong's story come from?" He held his hand on his chin. His eyebrows go up and down teasing me.

" Not from anywhere. Really kepo..want to be a friend what a cctv?" I opened my eyes pretending to be angry.

" Curvy." He threw away his face.

I smile to myself. I'm sorry, mate, for now I can't be honest.

***

Now he wants to borrow back with a much larger nominal. Two million rupiahs! As I weighed the phone in my hand, I began to doubt our closeness. He was no longer ashamed to borrow my money under the pretext of his mother being ill.

My phone reads the name of Erik on my phone screen. I hesitated to answer her phone.

There are now three unanswered calls. I try not to care. I threw my phone on the bed. Don't forget the silent mode I activated.

I took the blindfold, hoping the drowsiness would attack me immediately.

And I finally fell asleep.

I woke up to birds chirping outside and sunlight peering through my bedroom window. I opened the window, standing staring at the leaves that were still wet by the morning dew. It was so fresh this morning.

I picked up the phone that had been lying around since last night on the bed. There were 20 missed calls from Erik. Oh, my God, that artist he called me. There are some short messages neatly lined up for reading.

I read them one by one.

(How about Zah? Can you help me?)

(Zah, don't be afraid if you don't pay)

(Zah, mas's mother entered the hospital in the village. Please Zah! I don't know who else to ask for help.)

(Zah, have the same heart as you ma)

I'm confused, if only two million are still in my account. What else papa just sent. But as a child who will carry out graduation, of course I need money too.

Arggghhhhhh....! Confused would.

I took a towel and a bath might refresh my brain.

After the shower I put my makeup on. Just makeup so I don't look more cute.

I'm out of the room. Mom and Dad were talking.

" Morning ma, pa.." I said.

" When will papa come home? How does Zahra not know." Tanyaku.

" Last night at nine. You are still afternoon uda ngurung in a room like a chicken again ngangkremi eggs." Papa said with a laugh.

" Ih. papa nyamain Zahra same chicken." I'm angry.

" In the morning can not be angry later you duluab old on the appeal of mama." Again papa made a joke to make mama who was eating a choking cake.

" Drink ma! Just praised papa already choking. " My ejek to mom.

" Oh, Zah, when's the graduation?" Ask papa.

" Three more weeks pa."

" Is there a candidate you'd like to invite?" Ask papa seriously.

I looked at my mom and dad in turn.

" Can you?" I'm back to asking.

" Who would want to be with you?" Papa's ejek while smiling.

I'm stealing, "I'll prove it to ya pa." My challenge.

" Who is afraid. Ma, I'll arrange a shirt for the man Zahra invited to the graduation ceremony. What size do you want Zah?" Ask papa again.

" Is this serious?" Ask the confused mother.

" Our son is an adult. Give me a little leeway ma. All papa wants to give value to Zahra's chosen man." Papa blinked one eye at my mother.

Mama simply responded to papa's words by shrugging both of her shoulders.

I picked up a piece of bread that had been smeared with my favorite pineapple jam.

My mouth was busy chewing food but my heart was busy thinking who was the man I should take to the graduation?

can anyone answer?

Could Erik have introduced Zahra to his parents?