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After thinking about involving Riska to help him, it was finally unanimous Valen's decision. He rushed out of his room and headed for the kitchen to meet Bi’Inah, Riska's mother.

"Bi, Bi'Inah, please call Riska to my room, yes" Valen asked the house's oldest assistant. Bi'Inah rushed to the back pavilion and told her son to meet Valen.

Riska happily obeyed her mother's word. He is happy with Valen who he thinks is beautiful and kind despite being a rich man. Unlike the rich people in his village whose height exceeds their height.

"Sister Valen called me?" riska asked politely after knocking on the door.

"Here, Ris. Sit down!" valen's word to Riska starting tomorrow will be used.

Riska was sitting as ordered, the face of the eighteen-year-old girl looked confused and full of question marks, what Valen would do to her.

"Promise me first that you won't say anything, anyone who asks. You will only obey my orders." Valen began to decipher his main command while pacing back and forth in front of Riska who was sitting on the sofa of the room.

"understand?" Valen suddenly turned to face Riska with his index finger pointing right in front of Riska's face.

"I - yes, sister," Riska replied. The look on his face clearly showed that he was confused because he had been told to promise but did not know what the agreement was like.

"Okay, good."

"Haah, what, brother? Good?" Riska is confused.

Valen took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly followed by his hands in front following the duration of the breath.

"Good, good, good," Valen replied.

"Do you understand?"

Riska scratched the nape of her neck, her spontaneous movements while confused, then nodded in confusion.

"Good, Brother." Riska answered timidly.

"Well, there it is, fine." Valen smiled with satisfaction because he felt Riska already understood what good meant.

"Keep, good brother?" Ask Riska again innocently.

Valen grimaced, wanting to cry hearing Riska ask again about the word 'good'. The plan can fail miserably if Riska is like this. In his mind Karel was in school abroad, surely his English was good. Then Karel also knows if Valen graduates abroad, it is impossible not to speak English.

"OK, okay. We use Indonesian. Remember you don't go fishing for Karel in English!"

"Carel? Who is he, brother?" Increasingly confused Riska with the intention of this young master.

"So, look at Riska. Karel's the guy Mama's gonna mate with me. Tomorrow we have a deal, but you will replace me to meet him. So - "

"Geez, wear the fainting show again," hissed Valen who immediately to his medicine box, took eucalyptus oil and rubbed it into Riska's nose.

"Ouch, Brother. I'm scared." Having just regained consciousness from fainting, Riska immediately complained by pleading.

"Eehh, only you can help me. There's no way I'm gonna ask your mom or Surti, is there? Especially Mr. Agus or Mr. Manto." Valen looked at Riska with a smile with the intention of persuading.

Riska seemed to still doubt, precisely fear.

"I'm afraid I'll get caught by Mrs Alea, sister. If Mom gets fired, madam, we'll live her life." Honestly Riska said the reason for her fear.

"Don't worry, Mama won't be able to fire Bi'Inah. Mama 'kan can not cook, if fired Bi'Inah later Mama who cry. Trust me, Ris." Valen convinces Riska so much that the young girl has no reason to refuse.

After Riska nodded as a sign of agreement. Valen continues his briefing for Riska. Valen began to explain roughly what the man named Karel looked like. Valen was actually only guessing because he himself had never met Karel, while Riska yearsya Valen already knows Karel. Therefore, he believed in all of Valen's explanations.

Karel, the son of a rich man, a handsome man, white skin, tall, his body like an athlete with well-formed muscles, his speech could be with a westernized accent as well because his father is a native Dutch. So more or less Valen explained to Riska, Riska was quite fascinated with the figure of Karel as Valen explained to her.

"Understandable, Ris?" ask Valen to be more convincing himself if the decision is right to choose Riska.

Riska nodded, whether she understood it or not.

If Valen has found a way out, different from Karel. He was still thinking hard to get a solution in order to avoid it. Especially when he was still shocked by the information from his mother about Vania. His head was more dizzy thinking about Vania, he wanted to not believe but the information from his mother if it was related was related and logical.

"Haduuh, more dizzy," hissed Karel while holding both his head and looking down at his desk with his two hands refuted. "Who can help me?" he asked while squeezing his back hair.

"Sir, there's a call from Miss Viona. He called on my phone because Mr. Karel's phone is off."  Sigit, a private driver and Karel's interlocutor, told him the message was close to Karel's ear to avoid the ear wall.

. Karel has been blocking Viona's number ever since her mother told her who she really is. Her love for Viona was also blocked by herself, but that does not mean she will agree with the matchmaking. The woman out there is not just Viona and it is not difficult for Karel to find her.

Viona waits uneasily, tomorrow is the important day to show off her boyfriend's sports car, Karel, which is the latest release at a fantastic price. Viona wants to earn the ultimate recognition from the city's most prestigious women's club community. Karel never honestly admitted that if the community contained night women, Viona called it a young socialite community. Viona confesses that she is Public Relations, a luxury hotel in the city.

"Tell him, I'm busy, can't." Karel said his decision. Sigit was wide-eyed, thinking if the master was not mispronounced? Therefore, Sigit again confirmed before notifying Karel's message to Viona. The risk could be dismissal if he misspoke while his grandmother in the village should he live.

"Of course it's true. Say it like I said!" Karel gave confirmation and Sigit became convinced.

"She can be for you, but it's better not to be because your grandmother could die standing up if she knew who she was." Karel half-joked with Sigit and Sigit just commented a smile. Viona is beautiful, but Sigit never saw prayer. Sigit will directly cross off the list, women who do not know worship, make a windfall husband.

Sigit seemed to keep the phone away from his ears and heard the voice of the woman on the speaker phone was rampaging with swearing and swearing by calling the name Karel. It was Viona's voice that was being god-level emotions because Karel was canceling her wishes, even ending their relationship unilaterally. Viona is definitely off getting the title of most expensive women's club, Karel's sports car man is the only one in the country.

Karel refocused on his plan of avoiding dinner. Sigit stared intently, from the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot, making the owner of the body keki for fear of the gaze. The gaze was a little horror, ups ... not horror, but rather meaningfully admiring, somewhat less suitable if one looked at each other the same sex.~~~~

"Haduuh, maybe Mr. Karel has become gay, and fell in love with me to reject Viona." Sigit was so anxious that he wanted to leave the room immediately, unable to bear Karel's gaze on him."Excuse me, sir?" Sigit asked timidly, hoping for the best.