IMPLANTED APPLICATION [EXTREME PROPOSE]
[36] See Papa and the Arrival of Suddenly Novia Tiba?

Somehow finally the woman's problem, Dirga just want to know because they are friends and besides everything that Novia had ever said, Dirga only they are still friends, even close enough, they are still close, it is only natural that he wants to know.

“Novi can't come, he's not well. Yeah .. That's how he is now, Dir. If it is not an official schedule, yes he spends the day at home alone. Sometimes I send him food, but .. yes, no need to think about it. Anyway, once again congrats for you guys huh. I've been over.” Said Dahlan while closing his congratulations to Nina as well.

Dirga had felt sorry to hear Dahlan's explanation just now. Novia's problem is very heavy, she did not think that the woman was still no better.

“Why, Brother? Anything to think?” Tanya Nina glanced at Dirga who was silent for a moment after Dahlan's departure.

Dirga.

“Ngak ... it's okay.” He said put a smile on there.

Nina immediately turned her eyes away, not wanting if that smile could make her limp …

Ah ... Brother Dirga if you have a smile why is it so sweet, anyway? Shouts in the heart.

Nina seemed to be smiling to herself. Makes Dirga want to know.

“Why Nin smile-smile?” Ask the man.

Dirga glanced at him again, Nina did not reply. He just shook his head a little.

Duh ... Use all found out! It's in the heart.

When Nina was still trying to control her sudden feelings as if she was judging Dirga, some of the male friends came when the queue was empty.

“Happy marriage, man! Tega you are Dirga! You can step on me!” Rehan said with a frenzy while hugging Dirga tightly. Saiful behind him patted Rehan's shoulder hard.

The man complained of pain, taking off his embrace.

“Pity for the rest of the singles themselves!” Koor Saiful makes Rehan who finished hugging Dirga grieve.

Alternating with Saiful who hugged Dirga briefly.

“Not to be chatty. Fix that first door to my room.” Seloroh Dirga made Rehan pout.

“Si this demon who asked, anyway!” Rehan defended himself pointing at Saiful who was putting on a relaxed face.

“No, it's both your fault. I tagged later.”

“Nin, this is your husband why can't you be right with me, huh? Bastard you Dirga.” Rehan's clumsiness glanced at Nina who could only chuckle at her behavior.

“Minggri-minggri, noisy ah on drama. Congrats yes, Dir, Nina. I'm Wahda. Maybe you have never met ya, understand just gave birth.”

Wahda appears between Saiful and Rehan who are in conflict with Dirga about the door of his room is broken. The woman was seen wearing a matching set of clothes with Dirga's other friends, a bluish accent.

“Thank you Wahda, it's okay, brother. Nina play sometime ya meet her grandpa?” Said Nina cheerfully.

Wahda replied with a nod.

“Siap, later play with Dirga ya to my house.”

“Not the same Mas Gibran, Da? Your child is also not invited?” Ask Dirga.

Wahda shakes. Then the woman pointed at the two humans who seemed alienated from them.

“This man two asked me to come alone. But it just so happened that Mas Gibran could not attend, send greetings, he said. My son, I leave it to Bu RW.”

“Yes it's okay, Da. So that I don't look single myself.”

“It's your destiny, Han.” Typal Saiful.

“Anyway, Dir, we wish you all the best. No matter what happens, you both have to try to be lasting. Whis you all the best, yes.” Saiful patted Dirga on the shoulder.

“Thanks bro, indeed lo doang the most sane.” Dirga again hugged Saiful briefly as she chuckled, as if mocking Rehan. Not to be outdone, Rehan hurriedly pulled Dirga closer to him.

This time there was something else Rehan was talking about. Nina had no idea what her husband's friend was talking about, knowing that Dirga was shocked in response.

"Try it first, Dir.” Rehan said, acting very disturbing in the eyes of Saiful.

Quickly the man patted the head of Rehan Jahil.

“Dah-dah, replace. Ngantri noh is long.” Rehan laughed foolishly in response to Saiful.

“Yes already, later we talk again while playing yes, Dir, Nina. Congratulations to you guys again.” Wahda then pulled his two best friends down. Dirga looked at the three with laughter. Dirga's friends are indeed there-just the behavior. Nina looks confused between wanting to laugh or grimace.

“Sorry yes, my friends are not clear all.” Said Dirga glancing at Nina beside him.

Nina shakes.

“Nothing, Brother. Kak Dirga's friends are funny, even Nina thought there were no women among you, Nina thought there were three of you. It turns out there's Wahda too, huh? Very funny.” Nina's response laughed out loud.

Dirga chuckled.

“Ya .. so to speak. Even though they are both adults, the response to each other is still childish. Please be informed, yes.”

Nina nodded.

The queue was really long after Dirga's friends finished saying congratulations. One by one the guests who advanced the guarantee finally reduced after two hours passed after the reception began.

Without feeling they have arrived at the end of the event. After a technical series of events ranging from chords to shakes, the MCs gave the closing words for today's wedding. Because they are not married by renting a ballroom longer than usual. Just two hours of reception plus an hour of marriage, a total of three hours for today's event.

Nina looked tired, the woman seemed agitated in her place while touching her feet many times. A three-centimeter cellop if worn in the same position for more than an hour makes Nina uncomfortable. She finally gave up by occupying the bridal seat without saying anything to Dirga who finally realized her plight.

“Tired yes, Nin? Your leg hurts?” Ask Dirga.

“Nothing, Brother.” Short response. Don't want Dirga to worry too much about him.

“After I get you the hotel slippers huh? The show is also closed. The rest of the last guests, like just Mama's friends. How?” Dirga's rose of attention

Nina smiled in her heart. Dirga shows another charm of the way Nina offers to change footwear. His gentlemanly attitude was shown without warning.

Nina hesitates to agree to Dirga's offer, but she can't possibly refuse if she doesn't want to be held by someone to walk into the dressing room.

In the end he nodded, agreeing to Dirga's offer.

“Bby deh, Brother. Sorry to be a hassle. Nina is not used to wearing heels like this.” He said it wasn't good.

Dirga just nodded while walking down from the stage. When his steps were still not far from the stage, Dirga's attention fell on a middle-aged man who was standing not far from his place. The man looked at the pelaminan without moving. The atmosphere of the ballroom is still quite crowded, but somehow Dirga actually katensinya who stands near the middle entrance in a black wrap without moving. Dirga had sharpened his eyesight trying to ascertain the face of the man.

When the person accidentally looks towards her, their views meet.

Dirga once again confirmed that his vision was not wrong. Feeling his attenuation read by Dirga there, the middle-aged man moved, blurring among the people who passed by around the right entrance.

That's Papa.

Dirga had confirmed his sight twice. He's sure it's Papa. Forgetting his main goal, Dirga rushed to split up some of the guests who were still gathered in some places. Chasing after the middle-aged man to make sure that he did not look wrong.

“Pa ..” Lirih Dirga when he arrived in front of the main entrance of the ballroom, he did not find anyone. Initiating, he tried to ask a security team waiting outside. They claimed not to see the characteristics of men as Dirga mentioned.

Surrender, Dirga finally did not continue his pursuit. He chose to return to his destination while making sure many times that he was not hallucinating or just imagining if the figure was papa.

He was sure that it was papa, because the man seemed to run away after accidentally meeting him.

If it was papa, it is possible that he knew about this marriage and he decided to attend. I don't know who the information is from, Dirga doesn't want to know.

That means the papa is probably still alive.

“Dir? How's here?” A voice distracts Dirga. When he was about to turn around to return to his goal, his body was forced to turn back, staring at the figure who was reprimanding him.

“Novia?” Call Dirga slowly.

How did the girl finally come?