6

Sundays, if some people might be lazing and sleeping all day, then it's different from Shakira. The girl was ready to go to the dance studio where she and her friends used to practice.

Especially for this day, Shakira will go with the driver. Not with Daniel because he didn't want his good mood to be ruined when he met the Troublemaker Boy.

After getting ready with the towels and sports clothes she usually wears for dance practice, Shakira immediately went down to the 1st floor of her house to meet Pak Tarno, the security guard who sometimes creeps into Shakira's personal driver.

"My baby honey sweetie, where are you going this morning?" Mama's voice coming from the kitchen made Shakira's steps stop.

"Mom?" he was shocked as he ran to hug his mother. "Are you home?"

"Come on, my baby honey sweetie. Mami comes home in the middle of the night, you're already sleeping. Mami doesn't have the heart to wake up," replied Soraya, Shakira's mother.

"Well, Shasha still wants to chat. But Shasha has to practice dance, is it okay?"

"It's okay, sweetie. We'll talk again after you get home from training, and after your tired dad wakes up, of course." Soraya chuckled. "Have fun!"

Shakira smiled then kissed her mother's cheek, the girl immediately ran out of the house. Shakira rarely met her parents, like other busy people, they were rarely at home. Sometimes here, sometimes there. However, Shakira already understood what her parents were doing for her future.

Shakira is grateful that her family remains harmonious even though they rarely get together. Even though sometimes she is lonely, because Shakira is an only child, but that can't be an excuse for Shakira to be angry with her parents.

"Wow, we really have the same heart, huh? I'm here to take you to exercise together," Daniel said right in Shakira's ear, making the girl scream.

"How come you can come in ?!" shouted Shakira in her eight octav voice.

"Yes, you can. Your security guard told me to come in," said Daniel while showing a proud smile.

"Astagfirullah, dear Shasha! Why are you screaming so early?" Soraya arrived with a fruit knife in her grasp, her eyes turned to Daniel's figure. "Eh, who are you?" Mama Shakira asked Daniel as he pointed the knife.

Daniel took a sip of saliva. "Shakira-boyfriend, Auntie."

"Uh, no!" shakira shook her head at her mother.

"For real, which one is this?" asked Soraya, who never lowered the knife in front of Daniel.

"Auntie, this is to put the knife down first, please. This is a handsome face made by Mama and Papa. I will get scratched," said Daniel as he lowered the knife with his forefinger.

"Who is this, Sha?" Soraya asked Shakira. Those asked only answered with body language, 'crazy people'.

"How come handsome crazy people are so neat?" said Soraya which made Shakira pat her forehead.

"Wow, girlfriends themselves are said to be crazy." Daniel shook his head, then walked closer to Soraya.

"Auntie must be Shakira's mother, huh?" asked Daniel. "Introducing my aunt, I am Shakira's boyfriend. If you ask me what I have to dare to date my aunt's child, the answer is I have Indonesia."

Soraya gaped, she looked at her daughter who was rubbing her forefinger on her forehead, intending to call Daniel crazy.

"Aunty do not intend to ask my full name, here?" offered Daniel.

Soraya glanced again at Shakira, and the girl was now waving. Ordered his mother to refuse. As Shakira ordered, Soraya shook her head.

"Wow, unfortunately I do not accept rejection, Auntie." Daniel smiled sweetly. "I'm Daniel Manggala Wdyatmaja, my father's name is Sultan Adipati Bramasta, my mother's name is Cleopatra Wdyatmaja, my grandfather's name is Farrel Manggala Wdyatmaja, and my grandmother's name is Aretha Maharani Alexis."

"W-wdyatmaja? Bramasta? Alexis?" repeated Soraya, gaping. "Are you a Sulthan child?"

"Yes, but Tante, my father's name is Sultan, not Sult han." Daniel's correction. "So what about aunt, can I go out with Shakira?"

Soraya immediately nodded. "You can, don't you want to get married as well?"

"A young marriage, Mama said I was not comfortable, Auntie. Later." Daniel winked one eye. "Shakira can I take her away or not, Tan?"

"Oh, that's fine!" Soraya nodded. "Don't get scuffed, okay."

"Never mind the scuffs, I will just throw away the dust if I dare to touch Shakira," said Daniel, which made Shakira make a gag gesture.

With a songong face that showed clearly that he had won, Daniel slowly pulled Shakira's hand towards the car he had specially brought.

"Mom!" Shakira shouted resignedly when Daniel's hand was pulled.

"Dennis, please take care of Shasha, please!" shouted Soraya, waving.

Daniel turned to Shakira. "Tell your mother, my name is Daniel, not Dennis. The name is already cool when I change programs."

Is this man in front of Shakira not aware, that he also often changes people's names carelessly?

"Come in," said Daniel s eraya opened the car door.

Shakira was forced to enter, after Daniel entered, Shakira pulled the man's body to look at him.

"Where do you want to take me? I already have a dance practice appointment!"

"I want to take you to exercise, to be healthy. But I think dancing makes you sweat more, where is the practice site?"

"No, no, no. I don't want to be accompanied by you." Shakira shook her head as she folded her arms across her chest.

"Yes, yes, yes. If you don't want to be accompanied by me, we'll be there all the time." Daniel follows Shakira's speech, complete with his gestures.

When Shakira was about to speak again, her cellphone suddenly rang. He immediately reached into his small bag, looked for the flat object, then immediately picked up the phone from his best friend, Adelia.

"Sha, where are you ?! We've been waiting here for an hour," snapped Adelia when Shakira picked up her phone.

"Gosh, yeah, sorry. I'm on the way," said Shakira, staring irritably at Daniel.

"Lo on the way already on the road, did you just want to take a shower on the way?" asked Adel.

"On the road, on the road. Never mind, yes!" Shakira immediately turned off the phone unilaterally.

Daniel put on a face full of victory, then turned back to Shakira, waiting for the sentence that will again make Daniel win.

"So?" asked Daniel.

Shakira took a deep breath, glowering at Daniel. "Cheerful studio." said Shakira lazily.

"Don't get wrinkled face like that, please. You're going to a cheerful studio." Daniel chuckled with amusement, while Shakira scowled in annoyance.

**

Daniel's eyes did not stop blinking when Shakira danced nimbly in front of him. After negotiating and forcing his way into the studio, Daniel wins and is finally able to witness Shakira's practice. Starting from choosing a song, to determining the movement. The girl looks focused and serious, different when she meets Daniel, like an PMS girl who is starving.

"Okay, girls. Today's practice is enough," said the coach who was a little graceful.

Shakira walked towards Daniel, not because she wanted to approach him, but because her bag was with Daniel.

"Bag," said Shakira, pointing at her bag with her chin.

"My bag, dear. That's the correct way to ask your boyfriend, sweet little, please." said Daniel who did not give Shakira's bag.

"Uh, I'm thirsty, Daniel! I'm also sweating, I'm hunting!" asked Shakira irritably.

"Girls, if it's beautiful, it's okay to sweat it. Anyway, it's healthy," said Daniel, chuckling.

"Daniel, I'm lazy to fight. My bag," said Shakira in her low voice. She was too tired to throw tantrums at him.

"Because I'm handsome, not arrogant and kind, here." Daniel handed the small black bag to Shakira.

Shakira accepted it without commenting anything, she immediately opened her bag, took a towel and hung it around her neck, then grabbed a drinking bottle and immediately drank the contents of the bottle without pause.

Daniel, who had been watching Shakira's movements, unconsciously lost his mind. Damn, why from down here, that girl looks so amazing.

Daniel immediately stood up, leveling his height with Shakira's, eliminating all his thoughts that were everywhere. He immediately took off the black leather jacket he was wearing, then draped the jacket around Shakira's waist without the girl's permission.

"What are you doing?" asked Shakira, confused.

"If you practice again, don't wear shorts like this again." Daniel looked Shakira in the eye. "I'm a normal guy who likes sexy girls, but I hate when I know the fact that sexy girls are my girlfriends status."

To be continued