
This afternoon around three in the afternoon, Dyah visited the house of the mother escorted by his brother Malik.
Mu'idah's mother who saw the arrival of Dyah was happy, moreover she could see her granddaughter who was not every day she could see.
Around four in the afternoon almost five in the afternoon, Malik finally came to pick up Dyah all from work. Seeing that there was a car stopping right in front of the house, Mu'idah's mother initially felt confused. However, when he saw what came out Malik, his smile immediately expanded.
Malik greeted Mu'idah's mother with courtesy, and he sought the whereabouts of his wife and son in the house.
Dyah who saw the husband had come to pick him up immediately clean up to go home.
"Mom! There's one thing Dyah wants to tell Mom before Dyah gets home."
"What is Dyah?" said the mother.
Dyah then took out an invitation card from the bag he was carrying.
"It's a wedding reception invitation card for Shanum and Emyr. Dyah was just told to deliver this invitation."
Mu'idah's mother immediately took the invitation card and read it.
"Is Shanum the one who told you to deliver this? Why didn't he come to see Mom himself. Is he ashamed? Huh! For not being able to give a child to her current husband?" mu'idah's mother looks mocking.
Dah calmly answered. "Mother's wrong! Precisely Shanum did not know if Dyah gave this invitation card."
"Then?"
"This is Dyah's own initiative with the consent of the Emyr."
"If you don't want to come, yes! Its alright. We're not forcing a co."
"Let's get our dad home. Go to night."
Malik just nodded while holding baby Fatiyah. Without waiting for an answer from the mother, Dyah and Malik then say goodbye to Mu'idah's mother.
After Dyah left his house. Mu'idah's mother rushed straight to Imran's house. Just now that Emyr left Imran's house there haven't been five minutes, Mu'idah's mother just arrived. Somehow the story goes when Mu'idah's mother met Emyr earlier.
Leaving them, just moments before Emyr came to Imran's house.
At this time Laila and her two parents are busy chatting casually in the living room of her home.
"Laila! Mother really still did not expect you until now, if Shanum is now a rich man!"
Laila laughed at the expression of the mother who thought it was funny.
"Yes Mom! My father was also astonished. But that is the destiny given by God to Shanum" said the father.
"If you remember the house of Mr. Emyr, sir! Mom couldn't sleep. The house is like a palace. Very big, luxurious and also magnificent. Masayallah. When can we have a house like that sir."
"Thankful Mom. Even though our house is small like this. At least we don't contract and don't trouble others."
"Yes! You are right ... "
I haven't finished his words yet. Laila and her parents both heard the roar of a car engine that stopped right in their yard.
The three of them who were curious of course immediately left the house.
Laila felt no stranger to the car she was seeing now. And sure enough, when he saw Nasir had gotten out of the car, he could already guess whose car it was.
"Mr Emyr!" laila's parents were shocked to see an important and wealthy person like Emyr stopping at her humble home.
Currently Emyr, Laila, Nasir and his two parents are already sitting neatly in the living room of Laila's house.
Emyr smile. Same with Nasir. "It's okay, ma'am, thank you" said Emyr.
Emyr and Nasir then drank the tea that had been served to both of them.
"Oh yes Laila, Mother, Father! I'm here to give you my wedding reception invitation card with Shanum. Don't forget to come."
"Why did Mr. Emyr bother to bring him here himself. We feel bad" said Laila's mother.
Emyr smile. "It's okay, ma'am. All I have to do with Laila."
"Oh yeah! Then we stay inside, Mr. Emyr. Have a chat with Laila" said the father.
Emyr just nodded and smiled at his parents Laila. The mother and father then entered the house and let Emyr freely chat with Laila.
"What does Mas Emyr want to talk about with Laila?" Laila glanced at Nasir.
Nasir who was looking at Laila with an enchanted look, made Laila slightly misbehaved.
Emyr who realized that, reflexes immediately hit Nasir's head. "Let me talk to Laila first! Don't bother me, I want to poke your eyes!"
Nasir laughed while scratching his non-itchy nape. Laila smiled shyly.
"Laila Begini. I'd like to ask you, where is Imran's home address?"
Laila who was smiling instantly fell silent, as she was very surprised to hear that. "Mas sure you want to come to Imran's house?"
Emyr nodded. "Yes! I'm sure, because I want to see how the hell Imran is marrying now."
"What for? Now Mas is happy with Shanum. So there's no need to take care of them both."
"I want to avenge what they gave to Shanum Laila! I can't bear to see Shanum sometimes still pensive to himself if he remembers his past."
Laila smiled faintly. "Laila understood what Mas was feeling right now. It was when Shanum first told Laila. Laila always swore every day Imran and his wife. It felt like Laila's heart was also sick to see Shanum every day crying, until her body became thin."
Hearing Laila's words, Emyr's heart grew even more resentful towards the man named Imran and his wife.
Laila then told a little story about Shanum that she had not told before. The anger that Emyr felt was increasingly stirring when he heard that Shanum was often denigrated by Linda.
"Now give me their address!"
"But Mas Emyr won't make a fuss right there?" Laila looks scared.
"You take it easy, Laila. Mas Emyr is not like that person," replied Nasir.
"All right!" Laila then gave the address of Imran's house, which was different from the village's house. And the distance can be said not too far.
After getting what he wants, Emyr immediately bounces away from Laila's house to go to Imran's house.
In the house of Imran as we have read in the previous part, Emyr really vent his anger to Imran and Linda.
A proud person reciprocated with pride is alms. So what did Emyr do to show Imran especially Linda. If the wealth they have, just a fingernail with his wealth.
Satisfied with venting his uneg-unegnya to Imran and Linda, Emyr also returned home. And now he has arrived at his super-luxury house safely.
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