Dilemma of Marriage Left
Chapter 127

In a different place, Fatan had just arrived at the airport. His arrival was welcomed by a man dressed in all black who is usually used by private drivers from certain circles.

"Good morning, with Mr Fatan Adisuryo from the W-Company company?" ask the man. He was assigned by the event organizer who will be followed by Fatan for the next week.

"Again, it's true. Who are you?" With a serious look on his face, Fatan stared fixedly at the man.

"Include, Sir. I'm Adul, the driver who will pick you up during the training event," replied the man introducing himself.

"Oh yes. Fine, greetings," replied Fatan with a deep smile.

"Then, please get in the car, sir. Let me put your suitcase in the trunk first" said Adul.

"okay." Fatan. He got into the car and sat in the back passenger seat.

Adul drove Fatan to one of the seven-star hotels in the city center. But Adul only deliver it to the front of the hotel lobby, the rest of the committee will take care of the inn.

Before getting the room key, Fatan was first explained by one of the committee about how the process or flow during training took place and assisted to look at the arrangement of the event.

After the committee finished explaining, Fatan nodded in understanding. Then the committee also took the room key for Fatan.

When the collection of the urn was completed, Fatan was finally able to get the number of rooms that will be occupied for the next week.

"Sir Fatan, this is the key to his room. If there is anything can contact the hotel or in the committee group. Only you stay at this hotel. While the others are only a few who live in the sinjas as well," explained the committee while giving the key to Fatan

"Well then I go to the room first!' Fatan said goodbye to the committee, after receiving the key.

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The sun has changed into the moon. Honey, the sky tonight is no star sprinkling. It is said that if such conditions, tomorrow it may rain or, the sky will be cloudy. Is that really so? I don't know, obviously the sky looks cloudy. Not a clear night as usual.

While at the residence Mirna, residents of the middle house coolly enjoy dinner. Of course, the dishes available on the table are the results of Mirna's own cuisine. Although this time there is Nila who helps cut the vegetables.

After the three women finished enjoying dinner, Nila helped the mother wash the dishes. While Lativa chose to go to his room first to pick up the phone.

"Tiv .." said Nila when she had just finished washing the dishes, came out of the kitchen and saw Lativa sitting relaxed in the living room.

"Eh, Brother. Here sit!" lativa exclaimed who was already in the living room with a mobile phone in his hand. He shifted his seat to give her a place so that Nila could sit next to him.

"Yes, brother. But I'm pretty comfortable walking it. Hehe," Lativa replied. But to Nila the answer was very ambiguous.

"Which "jalanine is the same? Work or Rusli?" ask Nila again. Now start to get to the heart of the conversation.

"Dong's work, Brother." Lativa smiled despite being forced to look.

"Oh, keep your relationship with Rusli how? Is it close?" Nila is straight to the point. Nila basically does not like to beat around the bush. Other than his patience as thin as a tissue, his firm demeanor did not change.

"Nm .... " Lativa instantly raised both eyebrows. His breath was held in a few seconds because it was so stuck. After that, he took a long breath. "Yes, nothing has changed. We were close only because of the working relationship, brother. Professionality only. Others .... " He stopped his words while thinking hard to find the right words so that what he would explain later would be easily understood by Nila.

"More, what?" ask Nila curious. The long-haired woman stared fixedly at her sister.

"The rest, I'm not ready to accept him as my future husband, sister," concluded Lativa. It made Nila stunned for a moment, then looked at her again.

"He ever proposed to you?" Nila was getting closer to looking at her only child.

Lativa nodded slowly.

"When?" Nila's feeling was getting excited to know more.

"A few weeks ago. There is Fatan there too. He's our mergokin on the rooftop."

"Mas Fatan?" tukas Nila was surprised. Fatan didn't tell me about it at all. Nila's mind suddenly became confused. "Keep Rusli's own response, how do you say you're not ready?"

"All I know is that he was quiet. I honestly don't have the heart, but I don't want to make decisions that I'm not sure I am. Am I wrong, brother? After that I didn't dare to look at his face, I said leave from there." Both of Lativa's eyes were already glazed.

Nila finally understood. He took a very deep breath. But when she was about to speak, Mirna came to them.

"As Mom once told your sister before she married her husband. Marriage should be absolutely sure. I don't think you're wrong, Tiv. But you have to remember, too late in the trauma is also not good for yourself. It can be difficult to develop if the past is what continues to limit the future that is waiting for you now, or later. Mother's advice .. If there is a good man to marry you, do not be rejected. It can be the door of your sustenance and happiness later. Because a good man will definitely treat his partner well anyway," said Mirna at length.

"Wait!" Lativa knitted his two eyebrows. "From Mother's last words ... Make Tiva think. Did Mr. Rusli ever tell you about his intention to propose?"

"Yes, right. Exactly, it might be before he applied for you directly" replied Mirna. The middle-aged woman was neutral, because who knew Lativa from birth was herself. Mirna believes that Lativa will one day make the right decision.

"Rusli also once told Big Brother and Fatan mas also really. He asked permission to marry you. That's it, but about Fatan's in the rooftop ... Brother himself only just found out from you," said Nila.

"Oh so it seems ...." Lativa rubbed the nape of her neck. He suddenly misbehaved. Nila and Mirna looked at each other.

"That's nothing to think about. Even if Rusli is your soul mate, surely you will be the same," said Nila and then chuckled amusedly.

Since the night was getting late, they finally ended the conversation and immediately went to their respective rooms. But because Nila was pregnant, Mirna accompanied him.