Dilemma of Marriage Left
Chapter 65

Tomorrow as usual Nila helps her mother first thing in the morning. This time the work is a little light because there is Jarfin who also helped.

After all the work was done, Nila went to the bathroom and changed clothes. But before doing that, he saw the contents of the message that had been sent by Fatan yesterday.

Somehow his heart suddenly moved to go there. Nila threw her phone over the bed, then immediately went to the bathroom.

Not half an hour later, he was ready. Dress brown knee-length and floral, her choice. Coupled with creamy high heels and hair that is left unraveled, especially natural white skin adds to the aura of beauty from the body was increasingly radiated.

Nila rushed out of the room. Again the smell of roses that can captivate anyone who breathes it makes Jarfin understand and follow the aroma. While Nila walks into the kitchen to find Mirna to say goodbye.

Unfortunately, my mother was not there. Nila turned around, but she found Jarfin very close to her.

"Don't you see my mom, Jamal?" tanya Nila then linked her eyebrows because Jarfin's gaze was very intense watching her from head to toe.

"Where are you going? Very neat." Instead of answering Nila's question, the man asked her back.

"You meet people. You see my mom, don't you? I'm in a hurry!" nila said sounding ketus but not to be taken by heart by Jarfin.

"It seems the budhe is in the tuh room," replied Jarfin no less ketus, then he turned around and walked into the living room.

Nila sighed, then went to her mother's room without saying anything more to Jarfin. A few minutes later, he came out of Mirna's room and it turned out that Jarfin was waiting in the living room.

"Sir Nila, if I come, can't I?"

"Why come along? I have some important business. Mending you check again tuh certification, has it worked or not?" reply Nila then stepped out of the house and headed for the garage, because he was going to drive a car.

Jarfin followed Nila all the way to the garage. When Nila unlocks the car through the button in her hand, Jarfin stops following her cousin's sister.

"Yes, be careful on the road!" The man pulled over because Nila had gotten into the car and started the engine.

After feeling his car was ready, Nila drove it slowly out of the garage of the house. Not forgetting he also honked as he passed Jarfin who also waved at him.

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After a long drive while being directed by an online map, Nila finally arrived at the location that Fatan had marked on the map. Where an eighty percent building made of glass and glass is covered by white curtains, and surrounded by a variety of plants that are very neat and clean. Not even a single dry leaf was scattered around his courtyard.

"Is this really the place? But how quiet yeah .. " said Nila monologue after looking around the place. It was quiet and there was no sign of anyone there.

Nila was curious and then got off the steering wheel. He carried a bag and put his feet close to the building.

"Excuse me." Nila called right in front of the door. "Excuse me ... Mr. Fatan." He took a breath and pulled out the phone from his bag. He wanted to contact the man.

Usually Nila always saw a handsome face that was very fresh, plus his haphazard behavior that was always found. But this time it was different, the man in front of him only smiled knots with a thinner body than Nila had seen last.

"Morning, Mr. Fatan," said Nila. His eyes turned to pity.

"Morning, please come in, Nila." Fatan let the woman inside.

Nila nodded then stepped through that door. His pair of eyes widened when he saw the surroundings that were inside the building. Amazed, that was what Nila felt. Then the sound of the door shifting and closing perfectly made him turn around, staring back at the man.

"You live alone sir?" tanyanya, slightly tilting the head.

"No ... Um, can we just talk relaxed. Call me-you maybe? You're not my subordinate anymore" suggested Fatan, inviting Nila to sit down.

When the two sat down. A waiter came to them, bringing drinks and some snacks.

"Please, Miss, Mr ... Excuse me," said the waiter then left, leaving Fatan and Nila both in one of the rooms inside the building.

"Thank you" replied Nila with a smile. After the maid left, the atmosphere became awkward within a few moments.

"Eh." Fatan loosened his throat. "What are you here to ride? Not a stray, is it?" ask the man. Highlight his eyes twinkled and continued to stare at Nila intensely without intimidating. In his heart he was very happy.

"Relike the car, sir ... Just in front. Sa-s ... I mean I don't think this is the place. Afraid of getting wrong into the house," replied Nila while chuckling softly. "Is this really a house or what, sir? How do you look more like a multi-purpose building?"

"You're! Call me my name, Fatan. I just want to talk casually with you, Nila," replied Fatan who was far from the question asked by Nila.

"Oh yes ... Sorry." Nila smiled, but suddenly clumsy.

"Yes, it's okay. Forget aja. Eum, this building is actually just a relaxing place. You see, only a small part of the land of my father's house" continued Fatan, while Nila just nodded her head.

"Oh so apparently. By the way, did you ask me to come here? Is there anything important?" tanya Nila wanted to get straight to the heart of the conversation.

"Actually I ... " Fatan looked at Nila very deeply. Without Fatan knowing, the look in his eyes like that made Nila unable to resist the feeling that had been harbored.

"I what?" ask Nila quickly.

"I want to propose to you." That answer made Nila's chest feel tight. No, not pain. Except for the great happiness in his heart. But Nila is still able to control it, because the woman still wants to know the real reason for Fatan.

"Applying? Because you love me or something?" Nila wanted to make sure that her love really did not clap one hand. "But don't you want to marry Charma? Why would you even propose to me now? Sorry yes, I am not a doll that you can play at will," said Nila, who was angry and had negative thoughts on Fatan.

"Nila, sorry ... Give me time to explain everything." Hearing Fatan's still weak voice, Nila just nodded her head and put on a serious look.