Love Dictator
Last night's guest.
On the way to Selim's mother's house.
"Dilara, you come with me to my mother's house first huh, all right??,"Selim asked for approval.
"Okay, but I'll just wait in the car, Selim" I'll apply.
"Okay, I won't take long, maximum 20 minutes" Selim agreed.
Finally Selim and I arrived in front of her mother's house.
Two-story house in dorgerblue and white with a spacious courtyard.
Selim entered his mother's house.
It turned out that both Selim's parents were sitting on the living room sofa together with his two half-sisters welcoming Selim.
"Assalamualaikum, mamah and papah how are you?"Selim greeted his parents.
There was some food and drink on the table in the living room.
"Waalaikumsalam salam", Karina her mother Selim returned the greeting.
"This is Selim sitting next to Mamah", Karina said.
"Selim, are you right now dating Dilara again??", Karina began to ask.
"Yes right", Selim answered briefly.
"Dilara who was Juwita's senior at college was Selim??", Karina assured.
"Yes that Dilara", Selim reproduces.
"You can't date Dilara, you have to break up with her" Karina said.
"Gak, Selim did not want to break up with Dilara, Selim was already big did not want to be arranged equally mamah, Selim was not difficult mamah, why did mamah ngarang-forbidden Selim??"Selim upset.
"Good-meaning, you are different from other people, it is impossible to be able to date women like Dilara" Karina explained.
"Well, mamah always said that Selim is different, what is the difference between Selim and others??", Selim asked Karina.
"Yes your stubborn, pushy, selfish, rude nature, are you sure Dilara really likes you??" Karina said.
"Here you are, Dilara's business is Selim's business, mamah keep quiet", Selim try to calm down.
"Oke mamah will be silent, but on Saturday tomorrow you want to meet Dilara", Karina does not want to lose.
"Do you want to meet Dilara, do you want to ask Dilara to break up Selim??", Selim suspicious of Karina.
"No, mom just wanted to invite Dilara to eat outside and chat ordinary, that's it", Karina asserted.
"Why sister should be dating Dilara anyway, rich no other girl.Dilara is a mediocre girl there is nothing special about her", Rosa protested.
"I have a lot of friends who are more beautiful than brother Dilara, do you want me to know my friends?", Wita joined nimrung.
"I am not looking for a beautiful or special woman, I am looking for a woman who truly loves me" Selim said.
"To this day I am still convinced that Dilara is sincere", Selim pede.
"Brother's sister who used to be the same, his early sincere because it has not been discovered his true nature", Rosa berpompori.
"Yes though I know that Dilara's sister is a good person, but there are still many more people out there than Dilara's sister. If in the world Dilara lives only one girl left, sister Selim can only date with sister Dilara", Wita also pompori.
"I love her just the same Dilara", Selim firmly replied.
"For now it's up to you, but mamah also has a candidate who will know you sometime", mamah Selim kekeh.
After feeling the business with his mother finished Selim went home to deliver Dilara.
On the way to Dilara's apartment.
"In a moment of meeting the same kangen mamahnya", I teased Selim.
"Males if chatting with mamah, the longer the conversation the more requested", Selim spoke with a look of annoyance.
"We buy Dilara, what do you want to eat?" Selim said in the car.
"Eat fried rice only", I said I wanted to.
"OK, but just eat at your place, yes, I'm tired of wanting to come home" Selim explained.
On the way, Selim and I bought two servings of seafood fried rice to eat at my place.
"Finally I arrived at my beloved apartment" I opened the apartment lock and entered.
"Selim, you sit there first, I'll grab a plate and water for us to drink" I told Selim to wait at the dinner table.
Selim and I ate dinner.
"Selim, why don't you eat that spirit anyway, don't you like eating it?" I asked.
"It seems I can't go home, I'm tired, I want to sleep", Selim left the dining table, and moved to lie on the sofa in the living room.
"Can't, Selim you have to go home, you can get the driver to pick you up here" I suggest.
Selim closed his eyes, ignoring my words.
"Selim, if you don't go home, you want to go??, where do you want to sleep?" I started to get anxious.
"Yes here, I sleep on this couch", Selim said with his eyes closed.
"You don't joke Selim, get up and go home" I raised my voice.
"I beg you this time, I sleep in your place, you want me on the road accidents keep dying", Selim scares my son.
"As long as you say it's rich, yes you can sleep here this time, but wash your face and brush your teeth first" I told Selim to clean himself.
"I'm sleepy, but I feel uneasy because Selim sleeps in my place. But it seems like Selim is really soy sauce", my grumbling in heart.
Finally I slept on my bed and Selim slept on the sofa in the living room.
