True Said Mamah

Chapter 13

"How was my idea?" arya asked after revealing her plan to Dimas.

"You don't try to play around with people's girls. We are real men, bro. Abstinence for us to play a girl."

Dimas reminds his best friend of the ridiculous idea he's about to do.

"He has humiliated me, he has to pay it dearly" Arya said. His face was tense, his jaw hardened and his hands clenched.

"As far as you are. I'm just reminding you, don't let your bait be eaten by yourself" said Dimas.

Arya who heard Dimas' words was upset. He stared at his friend.

"Udahlah, I left first" said Arya and immediately grabbed her suit.

"Today you have dinner at the main house with Lexa. You didn't forget, did you?" Reminds me again.

"You're like my mother knows you don't!" arya said annoyed as soon as she finished putting her suit back on.

"I just don't want you to make Aunt Clara angry, that's all" Dimas said.

Arya did not reply to Dimas' words anymore. He took his car keys and walked away from Dimas who was just staring at the departure of his best friend.

Arya got into the elevator, pressed her destination floor number there and walked out into the lobby of her office.

He slipped his body into a luxury car parked in front of his office building. Then go away from there. In his mind, he was still thinking about his plan, and at the same time he was also thinking about Dimas' speech.

He rubbed his hair back and then forward. "Hhhh... ! Anyway, my plan has to work" he murmured while banging on the wheel of his car.

After a few minutes of driving, his eye bead accidentally found the figure that became the topic of his conversation with Dimas earlier in the office. He slowed down his vehicle and stopped there.

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"I like you, I want you to be my girlfriend" Arya said.

Anan was stunned to hear the sentence Arya had just expressed. He turned to look towards Arya. It cringes.

"Although I've never dated, I've seen people who express their feelings for me. But not like this" Anan's inner.

"Sir kidding?"

"Did my face look like I was joking?" ask Arya back.

Anan turned his head slightly.

"No, it looks very serious" Anan replied as he shook his head.

"Then?"

"Where is anyone expressing feelings with such an expression sir? So serious father, I saw it horror" said Anan who wanted to laugh but he held it.

Arya frowned with Anan's words.

"Then your answer?" changing his sitting position slightly facing Anan, his right hand holding the steering wheel while his left hand he put on his thigh.

Anan sighed, "Sorry sir, I can't accept you. I don't want to date. And again, did not the father himself say, that our relationship is only limited to lecturers and students even the father forbid me to think more to the father" said Anan carefully.

Arya was facing forward. This time both of his hands held the wheel and squeezed it firmly. He cursed what he said yesterday to Anan while he was in his apartment.

"Damn! smart girls talk too. He remembered the same thing yesterday. I can't lose. Anyway my plan has to work" inner Arya.

"Well, we got married! arya turned to Anan.

"Well!" Anan was stunned, he turned his head. Their eyes meet.

The deg! Anan's heart is beating. He stared at Arya's eyeballs, there were no lies there. (Maybe because Arya was serious about saying it). He tried to calm down, dampening his heartbeat.

"Boy is still sane, right?"

"I will come to propose to your parents.

"Are you sure?" asked Anan who felt this was too fast.

"You think?"

"We just know sir, and I'm not ready for marriage" Anan said.

Arya immediately found a new idea. He pulled the corner of his lips, he smiled cunningly. Unfortunately, Arya's gurgle was not seen by Anan who was busy with his thoughts.

"Because we don't know each other very well. How about we fiancee first" Arya suggested by displaying her sweet smile. Arya could completely change her expression in an instant. What was cold and irritated as fast as lightning turns warm and sweet (like a hot chocolate drink).

"I'm sorry sir, I don't love you. And I will only marry the man I love" Anan said again, staying strong on his stance.

"Good! Three months. If by the three-month deadline I can't make you fall in love, then I'll back off. It also means, I've forgiven you in my own way. So during that time, don't stop me from breaking your heart" Arya concluded.

Anan just nodded not knowing what else to say.

"Good! I'll take you, where are you going?" ask Arya.

"I want to go home sir" Anan replied.

"good. Show me the way" Arya said. Then his car split the road.

Anan thought back to Aryan's words. "Did Mr Arya really like me?, but why did my heart doubt him. Huff.. O God of servants beg for your protection" Anan said.

Anan asks Arya to drop him off in front of the complex gate. He then opened the safety belt and got out of Arya's car after saying goodbye.

Arya drives forward her car, passing by leaving the gates of the complex.

"We'll see what your fate is after this. Can you still refrain from being embarrassed?" muttered Arya sneering.

Sangggu Arya made himself a criminal just because he did not accept being humiliated by Anan in front of the students who were there.

"Sir Anan!" call Official as soon as Anan will enter the gates of the complex.

"Eh... Official"

"Will not go home, right? Come aboard!" Officially invite Anan up to his motorcycle matik.

"How is Mamah Yati?" ask the official while running the motor.

"You washed your blood" answered Anan lethargic

"Would that be bad, brother?" ask the sad official.

"Yes" Anan replied briefly.

Officially stopped his motorbike right in front of Anan's house.

"Official, you don't have to talk to anyone about your illness. Oya, you don't know if I already know about his illness. Mama hid her pain from me. So you also pretend you don't know yes" Anan said after getting off the motorbike.

"Yes brother. We both pray, brother, may your mother Yati be given healing by God, amen" said Rasmi.

"O yes, take care of the mamah shop well, if there is anything to say to brother" said Anan.

"Siip brother! Brother do not worry, the business of handover shop to the official" said Rasmi, then returned to riding his motorcycle. The official house was ushered in by three houses from Anan's house.

Anan grabbed the key to the house in his bag. He opened the door and went inside the house. Arriving in the living room, Anan circulated his gaze. He stared at every corner of the room while walking slowly. Until he finally arrived at the door of his mother's room. He went in and sat down on the edge of his bed.

"O Allah, forgive your sins. Mamah has received many trials, do not let mama suffer more. Servant loves him, please. allow the happy mother" Anan cried sobbing while hugging the usual pillow she used to sleep.

Anan wiped his tears and took the key of his motorbike lying on the floor of his mama's room. He went out and locked the door. As soon as he sat on his vehicle, he turned on his engine and rushed back to the hospital.