Online Ojek Driver That Turns Out to be a Ceo
Chapters. 47. Ask Zahra to meet Mama and Ilen.

"There is no need to beat the strongest to be great and to be feared. Just beat your own naps, then you won't have any enemies attacking you." Ghazali nodded deeply. This afternoon Zahra allowed him to stop by. Because his father wanted to meet Ghazali.

Since then, the incident at Roger Oxxon's cafe. Ghazali insisted that Zahra want him to control every time he left and returned to work. Moreover, the other day Zahra was almost dragged by motorists. Ghazali was convinced that the incident was intentional. Umar's father agreed, provided they could take care of themselves. There was something that the man held in his heart.

"Yes, Sir. I will always remember the message" Ghazali said.

"I also want permission. Take Zahra to dinner. With my mother and my sister" Ghazali said. All right, he asked permission directly to umar. So that Zahra doesn't just keep promising her. Mom kept asking for that promise.

"Can. After that, bring it here. Let my wife make a lot of aci baso. We eat together" Umar asked. He hopes this is the beginning of the progress of the unclear relationship between the two.

The words of Umar's father made Ghazali want to cheer. He was so happy. Zahra will follow what her father said. The curly-haired man with his sweet smile, seemed to sparkle when Zahra came out to take a drink for both.

"Sister, wait a minute. I want to ask you something." Umar held off Zahra who was about to re-enter.

"Dad want what?" Zahra's heart dag-dig-dug. He wondered if Ghazali was talking about his plans and wishes to father. While he has not found a definitive answer to the prayer he has offered for several days.

In fact, only Zahra's logic is resisting. While his heart was comfortable with their relationship all along. All because of Ghazali's gray origins. So the girl hesitated.

"When, would you like to meet the mother and sister of this, Nak Ghazali? I'll have to come by all of you. Let father and mother make a lot of aci baso," asked Umar to make sure.

"Tomorrow can be, too, Dad. Kan Zahra holidays. Let Zahra help you make the acinya later, yes" he told Umar, but his eyes glanced at Ghazali. Make the driver ojol who has this pond business nod understand.

Soon, Zahra returned to go inside. He put the tray on the plate shelf, then went into the room. Thinking of what he would do in front of the Ghazali family. Who're they? Because his feelings said there was something the man was hiding.

"Of his name it is not obvious that they are difficult people. Ghazali too, the more heeded it becomes the more obvious it becomes. That the identity attached to him today is not the real one." Zahra was seen muttering while hugging the bolts on her lap.

Next day.

Ghazali, who last night happened to have been contacted by Shireen. He immediately said that Zahra was ready to meet. His sister contacted him by borrowing a cell phone from a fried rice man.

Ghazali chuckled amusedly because the sister turned out to be clever as well.

This morning towards noon, Ghazali plans to pick up Zahra first at his house. While waiting on the terrace. He saw some messages from Shireen that had not been read.

Apparently, the sister and also the mother will be a little late. Because they have to go back to tricking the workers at home. It turned out that Mr. Sapto was not stopped but moved the task of becoming an office driver. He's gonna take Arkhan anywhere.

That was before Arkhan left for his office.

"I noticed. You seem to be getting busy lately? What the hell are you really doing? Are not your socialite friends going to Dubai," asked Arkhan studied the daily life of Kazenia who he thought was strange. Because his wife is busy. No more protesting if he wants to get out of town or overtime.

Arkhan who thought Kazenia had returned and was no longer angry, appeared to be approaching. He grabbed Kazenia's head and kissed her at a glance. "Goodoo. You will not protest if your husband is busy" Arkhan said, after the man was not in the room.

Kazenia sighed." Sorry if I lied to you. You started it first. You're the one who's not open right now. I'm sorry, if I'd rather have your son" Kazenia murmured as she wiped the water pooled in the corner of her eye.

They had arrived at the meeting site where Ghazali parked his motor vehicle in a special parking lot, located next to a shopping mall. They met at a typical Sundanese restaurant. Because indeed, Kazenia was of Pasundan blood.

The strapping guy in a special green jacket of the ojek operator. Keep walking more and more into the area of the spacious restaurant while continuing to stare at the gadget.See he put the six-inch screen in his sense of hearing.

Ghazali continued to be guided by his younger brother via cell phone. Until he and Zahra enter deeper into the area of the restaurant that is also a tourist spot.

Shireen led them to the very back of this tourist restaurant area. So that they can talk later. Of course while enjoying grilled carp and kale rujak.

Why did it go like this, the mother tricked them. People who are most likely staking out their activities. Or maybe even an Arkan. The man who has papa status.

Until, the mama. The woman who had held him for months in her stomach. Struggling with life is at stake when presenting him to the world.

Rela took a difficult path like this just to meet him. Getting to know the woman Ghazali hopes to be his port until the end of time.

Ghazali understood that her mother was the queen of socialites. Throughout her life the woman never set her expensive shoes on grassy ground. Again, his door of paradise sacrificed for him.

Shireen turned out to have, browning out one pavilion for the four of them later. He also ordered indigenous food. Kazenia looked around this restaurant that was crowded by visitors. He has an idea to make a comfortable place like this in his restaurant later.

"Ra, it's them there!" point Ghazali to a pavilion at the very end. However, Kazenia and Shireen had yet to notice his presence. Because it came from behind.

"Why?" ask Ghazali full of probes. When he noticed Zahra's face that looked down worried.

"Eh, I'm just-"

"Liet down. They can't wait to see you. They must be tense, too" Ghazali explained. Trying to restore Zahra's confidence. What he said was true. Today, Shireen even turned his head to the right and left. Looking for the whereabouts of his brother and sister-in-law.

Zahra sighed and resumed her footsteps. Tail behind the driver ojol. Where Ghazali still faithfully wore his attributes.

"That looks like them, Ma!" shireen's voice seemed to be excited.

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