Love From Mas Duda
Still on Zaka and Inneke

Again Inneke's annoyance made Zaka Yang resigned. Calmly and gently, this man who worked as a personal assistant questioned Inneke's position at that time. Of course Inneke explained that he was undergoing regular treatment at a famous salon in the City.

"Well, what are you going up there?" asked Zaka Yang still with his patience.

'Car, ' Inneke replied casually.

"Car? Where's car? Hmm, if you've driven your own car, why still ask me to pick you up, princess?" continued Zaka Yang, restraint.

'The car I rented suddenly broke down. Inexplicably died just like that when I was in a hurry to go home to see the state of my best friend—Wafa beloved.'

Inneke reasoned because his car was in the workshop and if ordering a taxi would be long so he asked for help Zaka Yang deliver it. "Truly troublesome—" sissed Zaka Yang, holding back the anger.

This man was very tired because his work continued to grow when Bian began to be inflamed with his love story. Not wanting to hear Inneke's voice that kept bothering him, Zaka Yang agreed to pick Inneke up at the time.

"Where is your position?" ask Zaka Yang. "I'll say goodbye to the client, and then I'll pick you up. Just send me the address where your position is."

Heather..tuut ....

Phone disconnected. Zaka Yang deliberately disconnected the phone because he no longer wanted to argue. Soon this man met the client and apologized for having to say goodbye first.

"Sir, why is it so rushed. Did young Master Huang ask you?" ask client.

"No. But it concerns my own life and death. It's just a personal matter, sir. Very important and I—" said Zaka Yang stopped, it is impossible for him to reveal if in his head at this time there is only the name Inneke only.

"Ah, Sir. Never mind, I'm just teasing you. Please if you want to go first. I'll also leave because there's still business."

The two shook hands, then walked out of the cafe. Soon Zaka Yang drove his car and headed to the address that Inneke had sent him.

"This woman really made my head almost explode. Then, I might as well lose to him,"

"What bad luck do I have. Huft, why do I always obey his words. It's obvious that I don't like meeting him for long either."

During the trip, Zaka Yang continued to curse about Inneke. Even if Zaka Yang continues to mention the name of the woman, it will make his feelings even greater to her, like the sacred name in his life today.

Drrtnt ....

Drrtnt ....

The phone rings again. Inneke called again because it was the distance between the cafe to the salon where he underwent treatment quite far. It takes about 45 minutes to get there.

"See this shitty woman. He called again, and I was behind him. What a hassle!"

"Crazy woman, stupid woman, silly, annoying!" aspers Zaka Yang.

Zaka Yang answered the phone from Inneke.

'Where are you, woy! Is the distance from the office to the salon is very far like the north pole and also the South pole?' pissed Inneke.

"Hey, can't you stop nagging and see that I'm behind you?" sahut Zaka the Ketus.

Inneke. Instead of being like a Korean or Bollywood drama when the lover comes then turns to the accompaniment of romantic music, this one is even dramatic because the gaze of Inneke already shows if he is ready to argue.

'Come on, look at him. I think this woman is ready to devour me. His face like this ghastly ghost gives me goosebumps!' murmured Zaka Yang in heart.

Before arriving at the apartment owned by Bian who had just been inhabited, between Inneke and Zaka Yang was still arguing from the lobby to the elevator that took them upstairs. Inneke continued to nag incessantly.

"The moment you should hear the news that Wafa is unconscious, you called and picked me up. Why wait so long to get me here?" inneke Protest.

"Did you deliberately want to make your Lord Bian spend time alone with Wafa? Intentionally, huh!" Inneke started thinking badly.

"Wait, don't-don't ... Wafa is unconscious because he was forced by Mr Bian, your Master Ji Xie? Oh, my God, Zaka Yang's assistant!"

"Woy, at least answer one of my questions!"

While Inneke continued to grumble by talking about the ugliness of Bian which was not necessarily true, Zaka Yang just kept quiet because he was tired of arguing with him. Zaka Yang's gaze was just straight ahead, as if he was alone.

'How dare he ignore me? I will make calculations with him, Inner Inneke.

Get them out of the elevator and arrive at the floor of Bian's new apartment. When Zaka Yang opened the door, indeed he knew the door pins of Bian's apartment, Inneke suddenly pulled Zaka Yang's shoulder and bit his ear.

"Aw, you dare bite me?" Zaka Yang gasped at what the girl was doing to him.

Inneke instead ignited, "That's your punishment for ignoring me. Huft, shitty guy!"

The debate began. Zaka Yang who did not receive bitten by his ear protested and bit into Inneke's hand instead.

"Sick, rusty singles!" Inneke.

Zaka Yang's bite marks were so vivid that they made an unusual taste in Inneke's arm. While the assistant even threw away his face as if the biting incident had never happened.

"You, really tested my patience. I'll make you soft as baby porridge!"

"I'll make you soft as baby porridge!"

The two argue very well. To make Bian's ears hurt because their voices are also not slow. The owner of the apartment who saw two people fighting tried to warn by saying that Wafa was sick.

"If you can't stay still, then this kitchen knife could be floating on each of your lips. Coincidentally there's two knives, you want one?" Bian stopped the debate of Inneke and Zaka Yang.

Of course, hearing the words of the rich widower, the two became silent.

"Wafa is sick. He has a fever and needs calmness to rest. If you two can't keep your mouth still, I'll keep you quiet. Are you ready?" bian was upset.

"No, no, sir. We will be quiet and calm" said Zaka Yang and Inneke simultaneously.

"It's good if you know yourself. Sakna is in need of rest. So take care of your attitude, don't bother him, okay?"

The two rioters nodded in understanding. Inneke who realized it was immediately approaching Wafa, he checked his best friend's forehead, it turns out true if his best friend was feverish.

"Gosh, it's hot. What's the matter, actually?" inneke asked softly, he was so worried.

Inneke seemed to be very worried about Wafa. "Sir Bian, shouldn't we take Wafa to the hospital? I'm worried about her, what if the pain is serious?"

"Your advice is good. But taking him to the hospital, it's not necessary. I've called the doctor to come here" he said haughtily.

Inneke's gaze instantly changed. 'Ok, very clearly his assistant was also very haughty. The master alone models it like this. Huft, men are hard to understand. Hopefully if you eat instant noodles, the spice is not in the packaging!' his mind glanced towards Inneke cynically.