
One month passed, since that incident Madame Fatima never vilified Afhsa again in front of dr. Ammar.
Dr's relationship. Ammar and Afsha also improved even though there were often small squabbles between the two of them.
Until one day Abizar questioned the continuation of their relationship with dr. Ammar.
“When do you two get married ?” ask her to dr. Ammar when the man just came home from somewhere with Afsha.
dr. Ammar looked at Afsha. But Afsha was silent.
“That problem we will talk about first. If I get married anytime I'm ready. But Afsha does not seem ready.” he replied without including dropping Afsha.
It seems that Abizar understands the problem if his daughter is delaying the marriage.
“Afsha when exactly do you want to get married ?” tanyanya has dr. Ammar.
Afsha still silently did not answer. He stared intensely at dr. Ammar. He imagined how marriage life with the man. Then how will it be, where will they live. And not much more problems he thought about including his mother-in-law later who did not like it.
“I... I'll discuss it later father with him.” Afsha looked at her father then turned to look at dr. Ammar returned.
He didn't want his father to keep pushing him so he said that. And everything can be conditioned later.
“Haah..” Abizar took a deep breath with Afsja's attitude.
He would not force her anymore either. At least it turns out that it was already engaged and just wait for the time when they will get married.
An hour later dr. Ammar. The man was in the car after his father Afsha returned home.
“Think again when exactly is our wedding plan. I'm ready to move here if you ask.” whispered a little teasing.
Actually not without consideration the man spoke so. He was willing to leave his house for Afhsa because he knew Afsha might not be at home if he was married and lived at home with his mother.
“Ah you are not married yet have thought of moving here. Your mind is so dirty.” replied Afsha with blushed cheeks.
dr. Ammar then smiled simple and he immediately continued his car back to his home.
One month passed, Mrs Fatima several times asked dr. Ammar to immediately propose Afsha alone on the grounds of wanting to immediately get a grandchild.
“Yes, my mother will propose to him when Afsha is ready later.” said dr. Ammar what really changed his mother's mind.
“What exactly are you worried about ? Getting married at any time is the same for me but I think sooner is better considering how old I am now, even though you are still young. I really don't want to be seen as an uncle of our son rather than his father.” he explained at length to foamy.
While Afhsa is still quietly processing the sentence and thinking about it even though before he had also thought about it.
“Yes, well I want to marry you but for the time we think first.” Afsha replied in the end.
“What did you say just now ? Is that true ?” dr. Ammar you still spoke at length instantly stopped speaking in surprise at the answer just now.
“I won't repeat it a second time. It's wrong of yourself if you don't listen to it.”
Afsha won't do it again and now turns off the phone.
dr. Ammar this time was not angry with Afsha's attitude just now, instead he smiled to hear it.
Sometime later, Afhsa recounts the switch to her father and mother. They were thrilled that her daughter was now more mature than ever.
“If so set the time when it is right then I will accompany you to the house of Afsha.”, Mrs Fatima told her son after reporting the news.
Several times after that, dr. Ammar and Afsha discussed until they finally reached an agreement to determine the right day for both sides of the family to meet, three weeks from now.
On the day H as agreed, dr. Ammar came to Afsha's house with his mother.
At the house of Afsha, the price is also ready to welcome the arrival of the family from dr. Ammar.
There was a knock on the door outside the house. And soon the servant there opened the door.
“Please enter, mistress and lord.” says Fatma.
The woman then immediately called her master had her two guests sitting in the living room.
Soon Afsha and her father and her mother rushed to the living room.
Madam Fatima looks happy and repeatedly smiles widely staring at the luxurious house of Afsha who was previously predicted as the daughter of a successful businessman.
Everything changed when he met Abizar.
“You...?” cry Mr. Abizar and Mrs Fatima together.