Trapped in Love Duda

Trapped Love Duda 5

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

The huft! I exhaled violently.

" Why Zah..?" Ask mom wonder.

" No papa ma." Answer's short.

" You're confused to think of a challenge as papa?" Mama brought her face in front of me.

" Mama's been a detective for a long time." My elak while shaking off.

Don't let mom and dad know about my problems. Can be caught all-out me.

It is hard for old people. My mind fusses to myself until I am old all.

I walked into the room. Take a cell phone and call the Princess. One day I did not meet the Princess, my best friend who sounded flattering and most alim it felt like a year did not meet. Hehehe... Me anyway.

Tut...

(Halo assalamu'alaikum my beautiful best friend.)

I keep my ears off the loud speaker phone.

Basic Princess, you can't ya nurunin volume of my murmuring voice.

(Don't tighten his voice, my ears hurt.) Ketus.

(Want to call but the answer is slim. I closed yes.)

Idih ngancam vanget nih son.

(Don't be arrogant dong... I need a friend to confide in.) Reply quickly.

(What story do you want? Not today, I have a promise to someone. It's not good that the person is in front of me) his voice whispered.

(Such style? Yes already. Assalamu'alaikum)

I've sent a call on the phone.

Suddenly a message came from Erik, (please Zah! This one time just borrow the money two million, another week in return."

Finally, with a heavy heart I returned to send money to Erik's gold account number. I sent proof of transfer to Erik but there was no reply. Hopefully he is not a striped nose man who only uses a woman, my inner voice in my heart.

Oh, God, holidays are boring.

I returned to my phone by opening the blue logo.

My average age is married. Are they happy with being married young? My mind is busy guessing.

Tok.dok..

My bedroom door's on tap,

" In.."

Mom's face poked out from behind the door.

" Search clothes for your graduation yuk..!" Take mama."

" Seriously ma?" I don't believe it.

" Yes, prepare your mother to wait in front." Mama answered as she passed from my room.

I changed my clothes. Pants combined with a shirt are much more comfortable for me. Do not forget the hijab, bags and shoes with matching colors so that my look more attractive. Not to forget my face was polished with light makeup to make it fresher.

After I felt okay, I went out of the room.

" Yuk ma!" Take me.

" Uda?" Ask papa.

I nodded, " papa coming?"

" Yes." Yeah." Answer mama relax.

Finally we can walk again three after so long papa and mama is always busy.

I sat in the back while mom and dad sat in front side by side.

I hold my sitting position. I think I know this black sports car. I saw the plate attached to the back of the car. You idiot! Why alu never pay attention to Erik's car plate. I patted my own eel. I realized the stupidity I was doing.

" Why Zah? Play pat jidat, later anemia loh.." chirped papa.

"Papa amnesia..!" Mama screamed a little loudly correcting papa's words.

I'm surprised I'm not playing. Because then focus on paying attention to the sports car in front. I forgot I was with my mom and dad.

The red light turned green. The car slowly started to go. The car we were driving was still behind the sports car. My heart is beating. My feeling is that it's Erik's car, but how can I be sure? While I only see the similarity of colors and brands. My eyes never left watching that black sports car. Until reaching a fork, the car entered the five-star hotel on the left on the side of the road.

Spontaneously I lowered the car window. I want to see clearly who the owner of the black Sport car is. But nil until our car away from the owner of the car was not also down.

The huft! I let out a rough breath. The heart is not calm.

" Why Zah? Very nervous seems. Not usually up to the glass." Ask mom wonder.

" No papa ma was just like seeing a Princess at a glance." My lies.

" Loh looks like Princess, why not call it? Can be in ajakin all you choose clothes." Ask me without seeing me.

" E..turns out she's not Princess Pa. Zahra didn't call." I clearly.

" Oh... That huh?" Ask mom and dad together.

" Yes." Yeah." Answer's short.

***

We arrived at my mom's dress shop.

Mama is busy choosing the clothes we will wear at the graduation event later.

I pulled the phone out of the bag. View messages in the green logo app. There was no reply from Erik. But actually my sword has been sent because it's already checked two. I sent a short message to Erik.

(Assalamu'alaikum mas, what are you doing?) Sent, but not read. Maybe Erik is busy. I can't be so bad thinking about her.

" Don't you?" Call mama surprise me.

" Oh.iya ma." I try to be normal so that mom doesn't suspect anything.

" What size of guest would you like?" Ask mama.

" Who are the guests?" I asked back. Baffled. Strange mama, my mind is upset.

" Loh said you want to hire your future husband?" Ask mom without saying anything.

Suddenly mama's words made the store owner and his employees laugh without being disappointed papa.

I scratched my head that wasn't itchy. My face feels hot, maybe now it's flushed like a crab on the boil.

" Known yeah... Still single?" Papa's chirps are mocking me.

" Like the size of L!" My leg without a stale base.

My mood is gone. I wanted to go home and put my face under my pillow.

I don't know if Erik will be able to attend my graduation. But the most important thing is to order one shirt for Erik.

We have been shopping for clothes, now we are heading to a shoe store that is also a subscription store for mama.

I chose my favorite shoes with a simple model but looks luxurious.

Until it will pay," you smell yourself right Zah's shoes?" Ask mama.

I shook my head, "payin first ma, it'll be another week Zah change." My answer convinced my mother.

Without asking too much, Mama paid for all our groceries.

" Uda ready to buy it?" Ask papa.

" It's pa. Uh pa, papa hasn't transferred money monthly with Zahra huh? Ask mom seriously.

" Oh ma, every twenty-fifth. Never too late." Papa was relaxed.

Mama looked at me sharply with great probing.

Well.what should I do?