ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 45. RICHARD'S DEMANDS

The drizzle began to fall when Fayyadh still had to travel the remaining five kilometers of the journey home. The online motorcycle driver offers his passengers to wear raincoats but Fayyadh refuses subtly.

Twenty minutes later.

Cicit Kusuma asked for a stop right in front of the towering teak gate belonging to Joglo Ageng. The noise of the motor exhaust makes security peek from behind the door gap and open a small part of the fence panel to Fayyadh while looking down respectfully, making kang ojek stunned.

"Oh my God, I'm sorry. I am not polite with the Njenengan. Pantesan from the front of the complex kok can pass smoothly until here," he said unwell, the famous Kusuma family clothes wet because of it.

"What no. Thank you very much Kang," replied Fayyadh patting the driver's arm before stepping into Joglo Ageng.

"Who's inside sir?" asked Fayyadh to the security guard.

"Don't know Den Mas, look for a storm since then but it has been detained by Mr. Kusno and his son" replied the security guard.

Fayyadh continued to step inside towards the pendopo where his guests were waiting.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Here you go, fuck Lo!!" hardik a man when he saw the arrival of Fayyadh. He also got up to meet the young Kusuma.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Where's the car, walking?" abah asked as Fayyadh approached for salim, ignoring the man's guest's screams.

"Later to tell me, Bah."

"What did Lo mean earlier," exclaimed Richard, pulling at Fayyadh's rough shoulder to face him.

Kusuma man did not like to be treated rudely, Fayyadh brushed off Richard's palm.

"Heh, say hello first. Not polite!" Fayyadh.

"Lo ruined my business! you hide where FIORA is!" snapped Richard, his hand was about to grab Fayyadh's collar but was blocked by Kuntara, Kusno's son.

"Please be polite, Young Master Nixon! You're visiting at our residence" stop Kuntara again.

"Please sit down Young Master, let's finish well. What has my grandson done to you? so that wrath like this, bringing with him aides and lawyers," said Abah to open a serious chat.

Kuntara invited Fayyadh to sit beside Wisesa while her father mediated with them. The young man of Kusno descent then prepared all the secret recording devices to capture this moment without the guests knowing.

"You're looking for trouble with Kusuma just as well as entering the tiger cage. May Den Mas not commit a violation of the norm, "inner Kuntara.

The chat was started by Richard who accused Fayyadh of violating privacy and also sparked a commotion in the public space so that his good name was tainted.

"Who defamed you? not otherwise? that could lead to a criminal lawsuit against what Fio would do?" fayyadh denies Richard's accusation.

"That's my business, we do that on the basis of liking. What's your business, she's my fiancee anyway!" jolt Richard again.

"Oh yeah? what is called like should make it stumble? and when I found him, Fio was unconscious. Don't you want to take that chance?" reply Fayyadh again.

"Kang, you know what I mean?" Danarhadi's great-grandson turned towards Kuntara.

The young man understood, he then asked someone to investigate wherever the place visited by his employer. "Excuse me, Den Mas."

"FU-CK!!"

Richard's assistant prevented the young master from attacking Fayyadh sitting in front of him.

"Go! Fio wasn't here, I don't know where he was taken. You should have apologized to Mr. Glenn, not even here, fool ... Young master, there comes a time when squirrels are good at jumping to fall to earth," Fayyadh said right after Richard.

Finally the discussion stopped Abah. But Nixon's lawyer asked Fayyadh to compensate for what his employer suffered, materil and immateril.

"You guys are funny. What loss? can't take Fiora's chastity or what? Immateril in terms of good name? You are wrong target .. My grandson did not spread anything, after all the room hallway situation is also empty. Who has a valid source if not a related party? please push further, I think Nixon contains qualified people for this," said Abah broke the lawyer's argument.

"If my grandson is guilty, it is only because of physical contact with him. In addition, it is related to the hotel, because of the destruction of the facilities they have. You want to sue? please ... but you also asked for the results of the young master's physical visa, how?" challenge Abah. At first glance see that Richard's face is also not injured, there does not even appear to be a trace of Fayyadh punch there.

Feeling that he did not get what he wanted, despite intimidating Kusuma, Nixon left Joglo Ageng.

"Review you, we're not even yet!" richard's sharp gaze to Fayyadh.

After their departure, all the residents again dispersed themselves. Only Fayyadh and Abah remain.

The man, who is more than half a century old, opened a conversation with his grandson. "Monggo Raden Mas Althafaris Fayyadh bin Amirzain Zaidi, tell us in full all the events of today," Abah said.

Fayyadh realized, if his name was mentioned in full by Abah, then he had made one mistake and was obliged to clarify. This teaching was also applied by Abi.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim." Fayyadh started the story since he came out of Joglo Ageng to the cafe. It was there that he met the couple and heard a conversation but did not want one of them. Also the suspicion of Richard putting something in Fio's drink with the help of the waiter when Fayyadh caught their action.

The suspicion then led her to the hotel where the incident almost claimed Fiora's honor. Until the delivery of the file and ended up in a mosque.

"Change, I'm sorry. The freed was hit by people when I parked in the mosque for the Ashar prayer. Women veiled but like still learning, he was wrong or panicked is the point. So the girl took our car for repairs .. Well, here's the name card of the man who crashed it," Fayyadh half-standing up, grabbed the wallet in the back pocket and pulled out the name card of the attacker.

"Bagok him. Yes it is okay if the responsibility is Mas .. astaghfirullah, Arundati? Tara, Deck, "Abah was shocked when he saw the business card he got from Fayyadh's hand. He also called Kuntara.

"Ndoro, pripun?" tara said when she was present in front of Wisesa.

"This is punten tomorrow you go to Mr. WaBup's residence, get my car. Don't let him drop you here, it's not good" Abah said.

"Lah, let him take responsibility anyway Bah. It's not our fault, don't respect humans excessively" Fayyadh warned.

"It's not so. Don't mind him, this is if Uyut knows how to be able to berabe. Anyway we avoid something and in shay Allah later you understand ... Deck, punten, please keep it a secret," Wisesa gave orders to Kuntara to keep doing his intention. Also reminded Fayyadh not to be in touch with his family anymore.

Kuntara nodded, then withdrew from both her masters.

"What the hell Bah. Her kid? look obedient, do not wear it," denied Fayyadh while demonstrating the movement of covering the face.

"Either, while keep your distance, Mas. Rest there, tomorrow may all the business be finished. Flowers for Miss Fio even though they have been sent, how is the continuation of the event?" worry Abah thinks about the engagement fate of his business partner.

"Fragin' sure. But don't know, Fio looks like love died as well as the breng-seekk," annoyed Fayyadh.

"Ciye, start to pay attention," Abah timps over her grandson's annoyance.

"Nonsense Bah. Note that, how do you want one, our God is different," replied Fayyadh as he rose to leave the Grandfather to the main building of Joglo Ageng.

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(turn again, connect from chapter 42, same time in two different cities.)

Orchid, Gibubur.

Shan held his palm up in the air, offering a prayer because he had finished his pilgrimage that night. The story of Prophet Abraham really made him learn to be sincere and confident that this will end beautifully.

The handsome gentleman thought Maira who was sleeping on her back was sound. Put Shan's right palm to the head until down to the shoulder, arm, body to the tip of the foot.

"Night, Honey. We mess up in a dream. Love you Ai and get well soon" whispered Shan's pecking at Maira's head.

Deghs.

Deghs.

Deghs.

"Why is every sweet treatment, making my heart beat great but at all the figure of Shan does not appear in my memory, Robb."

Mahendra's eldest daughter felt a smooth movement on the bed. Shan pulled out one pillow then opened the closet to pick up the blanket. Maira's sense of hearing detected footsteps slowly moving away from her bed.

"I'm sorry, I can't remember you yet" said Maira.

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