Pura-Pura Jodoh
Take on Dating

Honestly Lula was bored being in the room alone. From the morning, he was just in silence. Want to go can not because Zola there is a visit to Bandung, and forbid him to join.

The father also participated in the seminar to Semarang with the Mother, and Ben Sagara participated. Elkan, though, can go but he says it's the afternoon. Because there was a visit to his grandmother's house.

Want to go on public transport, come to the halfway house to deliver a pile of clothes in the closet. But Rainer's father's message that day was so noisy in his head, and Lula decided to send it through online delivery services. Gathering her rarely used clothes, giving them to a child in greater need.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Lula had successfully completed his work. He again dropped his body on the bed, curled with unreasonable thoughts imbued with his sudden appearance. Imagine him wearing a medical uniform, or being one of the important people who move in a member of the social service. He looked so busy, pacing to help people who needed help.

Until the sound of the message came in, broke Lula's throat. He grabbed his gawai, checking the incoming messages sent by Elkan.

Nearly an hour into her fingers Lula was busy responding to a chat with Elkan. Lula finally got out of this place. Yeah, she's going on a date with Elkan. They will meet at a famous mall not far from the housing complex. Elkan promised her, would take her home later. So he doesn't have to worry, runs out of public transport.

Lula was so excited walking to get a bath towel. However, his steps came to a halt when a ringing call came into his number. Lula came back to the phone, checked who called her today.

"Tumben call me? It's usually just a short message, "lula murmured, trying to ignore Frans' voice call.

During the cold war between Lula and her husband, she never replied to the man's message. Frans also never contacted him directly. And this afternoon it felt strange, as the name of the man flickered on the screen of the phone.

Lula let the call cut off by itself. The guilt that used to be present, now actually expands into hatred and resentment. How not? All this time Silvya gave him such a difficult task. Instead of understanding, Lula was even more confused when the woman explained.

To make matters worse, every time he did the job, Silvya left him, walking up to the second floor, to meet Frans. Perhaps in addition to teaching him to learn, Silvya also had another task, to serve the man. Think Lula.

When she heard the call again, Lula began to melt, she immediately raised a voice call from her husband. The man's voice was heard as Lula placed her phone beside her ear. Feeling lazy to answer the man's question, he felt that the question was not so important. Frans asked only about his whereabouts.

And finally Lula decides on the call, opting to get ready for her first date with Elkan. Even though she is not in love with Elkan she should try to respect the man. He did not want Elkan to leave the friendship that had been well established.

As Lula was getting ready to leave, a motorbike stopped in front of the house. From the sound of the motor, Lula knows exactly who the owner of the motorbike is. Frans often took him to his father's house, and he would not forget even after almost two months of not hearing him again.

“LULA! LULA!”

His chest suddenly felt like it was re-mas, when he heard that shout. The annoyance suddenly disappeared changing with fear that so quickly crept into his heart. Lula tried to close her eyes, she had to be able to control herself. He should not be afraid of the man's screams.

The door to his room began to open slowly. Lula's nerve muscles stiffened greatly when he heard the man's step toward him, his fingers trying to re-mask the comb in his grasp, dampening what was now being felt.

“Where are you going?”

Lula took a deep breath before answering. “A—aku, I have an appointment with my friend.”

“Ti—no need, I can alone, no need to bother!”

“Do not argue, I will drive you!”

Lula was silent, unable to block her husband's intentions. But he also did not want the man to be a CCTV camera while he was dating Elkan.

“Please keep your distance, twenty meters from Lula. I want a date with my girlfriend!” lula said softly, she still did not dare to look towards Frans.

Frans did not expect to hear the request from Lula. It felt so strange, didn't she herself allow Lula to have a boyfriend? Why should there be a foreign feeling in him. Accompanying his wife? What are they gonna do there? the questions prompted Frans to agree to the rules Lula had made.

“According to your request,” says frans. It was better for her to look at Lula who was dating than to worry about the girl's whereabouts.

"Come out first, Dad! I'm going to change my clothes!" lula's orders, now looking up, were a little surprised to see her husband's appearance from the reflection of the glass.

After the man left the room, Lula started to get busy using her makeup. Accentuate her raised lips, flattening the foundation all over the face. Don't forget she put a push up bra in front of her chest. This is not to attract the gai*rah of the man. He just wanted to show if he could also look stunning from Silvya's mom.

Nearly thirty minutes passed, Lula finally walked out of the room. Maybe because her makeup is too excessive, Lula actually looks mature from the girl in general.

“Where are you going, anyway?!” frans asked, as Lula stood in front of him.

“Ke mall.”

“Why make up you like to condangan?” frans Cibir.

Lula did not respond, she just passed through Frans. This time he hid his face from the man's sight, not out of fear but out of shame.

It was uncomfortable to be dumped like this by Lula. She could only follow the girl, wanting to know what kind of courtship style Lula would be doing when they both walked in the mall.

“Quiet Frans, she's just a little girl sulking,” she muttered. “We ride the motor, daddy car in the office.”

Lula doesn't have a problem with that, after almost a week he's been going to school with Zola, riding a bike.

After riding on the bike, Lula slightly kept her distance with Frans back. He did not want the foam in front of his chest to touch the man. Until it is discovered if it is a fake.

"Lula why are you keeping me quiet?" frans asked as the motorbike they were riding stopped at a red light.