Although Not Perfect
Different types

I opened the bag and I took some money according to the price of the sweeter he paid earlier.

After calculating it correctly, I put the table in front of us.

And my actions caught his attention.

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" What's that for?" tanyanya while looking at me flatly.

"Pay my groceries earlier..."

"No need, keep it..."

"I can't do it, it's a birthday present for my mom. So I'm the one who should buy it.."I'm really cool.

He just sighed and looked at me still with a flat expression.

“Say you bought it, I won't tell you.."That's the truth then.

"Well, don't dong mas. that's a lie ..!!"I keep insistent.

He sighed again and chose to move on from his seat.

And I saw his shopping bag and drink left behind. Soon I took my spelled money and the shopping bag he left behind and soon followed the man.

His wide steps made me stagger to compensate.

After being beside him I gave him the bag and drink, he also received the bag but he only glanced at the drink in my right hand.

"Dispose..."

"Dear dear, there are still many, too."so I protested because I did not want to waste the expensive drink.

" Have Mel.sini let me throw it away." he said as he extended his hand.

Finally I unreservedly walked away and put the drink in the trash and followed the man back to the parking lot.

Oh yes I forgot Tasya how to go home, ntar he raged again…!!

"Mas.mending I wait for Tasya deh, not be together deh.." said I decided.

"I've chatted Adit, let him take you home... I think it's time he met my mom"

“Mmm so yes...all right then.."that I got into his car.

On the way home Mas Reza just kept quiet, focused on the wheel. I don't feel like trying to comment.

“E...tasya said, mas Reza knows the director at ABJR group huh? next month I'm interning at that company.."

He looked at her for a moment.

"Said Tasya too, the work there must be very disciplined and all leaders are very firm, huh? If something goes wrong, immediately snapped in front of many people, serem also huh?” I said while imagining my fate there.

"It's only fitting that Tasya rejects the list of interns at the company." I added.

"Hhmm.all leaders are also that.." he said relaxed.

"It should not be that too times, sometimes in power so arbitrarily, think the psychological side also dong, should be as a leader to give an example of a good attitude, he said, or maybe it was an example of an arrogant director, so the structure below him also followed like him. Or it could be that he was one of the descendants of the life-revoking angel haiss.." I said at length excitedly while staring at the streets.

I found the man beside me who finally laughed at my babbling.

“Lha is right, as an elderly person should be sir Director worried about himself dong, if easily emotional, so hypertension and can quickly bald..." I began to imagine the chief director who was growing old and sickly.

"That's it?!?"he still has the rest of his laughter.

“So mas Reza if the same men do not ferociously later cepet wrinkles lo.."I began to give him advice to the restaurant businessman.

After that, I started to look forward to the division head when I interned later not as fierce as Tasya's story.

“Hhhmmm... Have you got Mel's girlfriend?" asked Reza while glancing at me for a moment.

I felt strange about that question.

"Not found a suitable mas.."my origin.

"You must be tall, Tasha has changed a few times.."I don't think the sentence starts long so that the atmosphere of our trip is more comfortable.

“I'm her brother, must know my sister's relationship .. Before she gets married, I'm the one who has to take care of her..."

"Hmm.enak also yes have a brother, someone take care. If I have to take care of myself, then I used to take part in your martial arts training...."

"Some have ever been seduced." he asked in a soft tone.

"Eh, I mean Reza I didn't do that !?! there are also many who pedekate Lo.., just nothing that suits my type.." I said proudly.

"What kind of person are you?"

"Which is tall, his skin is exotic, his chin is hairy like Zayn Malik” I began to grin, a little embarrassed at this smooth man beside me.

"Ha.ha.." she could finally laugh off as well.

"Eh..It turns out mas Reza can laugh as well.."sahutku with a tone of wonder.

"Not necessarily like Zayn Malik want to be the same you are."he also still chuckles.

"Huh.., just look at it, later Reza mas first I will know deh.." said I sewot.

Although I like to be taunted, I am more comfortable because the man beside me has started to be able to chat.

"If Reza himself, why not get close to the girl again mas..?"spontaneous talk.

She just glanced at me.

Nothing matched it then

“Idiih... kok copas!!Still thinking Vina ya!!" accuse him.

"That's how..."

"I think you guys are a good match, but I'm sure Vina's there hoping someone will take her place.."

"For what..?"said flat.

"Yes...to move on with life, where can people live alone, right?"

HHhh.he did not answer, it seems I returned the atmosphere to be gloomy again.

Moments later, the car we were riding in turned towards the housing.

"Here you go.." I said as I entered our residential gate.

But he did not budge and continued to drive his car to the front of my house.

"Well your car got dirty, the road was broken anyway.."guyutuku after getting out of the car and noticed there were a lot of splashes of land in his car.

"You're the one who nagged." she said uncaringly and walked ahead of me into my yard to greet my mother.

"I told you not to go to my house, I do not want the responsibility of washing your car lo mas.." I still protest while following his steps.

"Assalamualaikum”the man was just mesem while greeting.

Soon my mother came out with a metlin hanging around her neck.

"Waalaikum salam.nak Reza.please enter..."

"Thank you Aunt, I just drove Amel just before he left with Tasya, I say goodbye first aunt.." said Reza while kissing the back of my mother's hand.

"Well, then, the greeting waalaikum thank you for bringing Amel.."sahut mom smiled.

After saying goodbye to my mother, she immediately drove her car away from my home.

Mom's still at the door watching Reza's departure. His eyes felt lost.

"Mother why?" I take off my shoes.

"When ya..mom has a daughter-in-law like Reza already handsome, polite, well established again, if the mother is still young must be the cool widower's mother.." it looks like the mother is hallucinating.

"I think the mother was fishing in the murky water again deh...which is impossible not to fantasize bundooo. anyways he is not my type, ma'am.." I kissed my mother's cheek at a glance and went into the house.

“You are a mother's child why different types anyway.." mother grumbled while following my steps.

I take my groceries to my room, I plan to pack them up and give them to my mom's birthday next week.