ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 73. STORIES OF THE PAST

Glenn's arrival made Fiora hurry to clear all Islamic books from the bed. He was not ready to accept his father's anger at this time.

"Mas. Later Fio asked again yes, there are two stories that make these eyes cry for some reason, but just read the title," said Fiora monologue while hiding her book.

"Flame?"

"Y-yes Pa? just come in, I'm free."

Glenn walked into the princess's room, sitting beside her bed.

"It's better? move on?" ask the owner of this University of Takakti.

"Done. In shay God, forget," Fio deliverance.

"Is this God?"

"Eh. Praise God, it's better. Towards forgetting Richard's figure," he errs with a rumbling chest.

"Don't fuck off, brother. You know the consequences" threatened Glenn with firmness.

Eldest daughter Gioergia only nodded faintly while smiling wryly. Want to show effort to follow the beliefs of the Mama but there is no figure of a shield even that can be used as a stick when the self is fragile.

"What news, Pa? tumben talked about moving on?" kilah Fio did not want his father to look at his body language any further.

"Business with Kusuma, how? said Sindy, you guys deal with Queeny as well," Glenn confirmed the info he got from his right hand.

"Business with Arya Tumenggung, smooth really. Although Fio rarely contends with him. So far the supply remains the number one quality .. if with Queeny, yes still. This is Fio doing crochet again. Tuh the yarn is a lot, the design has also been fixed approved by Umma," said Fiora smoothly nan sumringah.

"mma? Fio, your language is already similar to theirs," Glenn began to suspect.

"Umma's calling like moms, Mama, Mommy, Mommy. That's a common name. I respect him because around calling him that, Pa," explains Fio as logical as possible.

"Oh that. Kusuma is indeed polite, highly educated, harmonious family and warm, dear not in line," amazed Glenn.

"Hmm, if in line. Means Papa likes it?" cecar Fiora used the opportunity.

"Either. Until now amazed at them, universal does not distinguish s-a-r-a, professional, average Muslim entrepreneurs who understand the science so yes, fun," said Glenn.

"Amused just as a business partner, huh Pa? not kinship," continued Fiora lightly.

"What do you mean?"

"Loh, kinship could be. You don't know religion or anything. What does Papa think?" the owner of the Flyffy craft decapitated the reaction.

"Papa thought to be a nuclear family. Your husband," she worries.

"Can?" Fio stared fixedly at the father, his puppy eyes style he launched.

Glenn turned his head towards Fiora who was now sitting on the carpet tidying up a roll of knitting yarn.

"Don't fuck around! Papa won't approve until the apocalypse comes. Already, do not be nervous, handsome and nice men are still many. It's not just Kusuma. And this, an invitation from Richard," Glenn handed the golden-black invitation to his daughter.

Fio received an invitation from his father. Read the writing there. "Fu-ckkk! Alana Lenski?"

"Why? Lenski's advertising, your friend, right?" glenn hatch.

"He stabbed me in the back! Alana! just worth it, just deserve it. Ok fine, trash found his place," fiora growled.

Glenn's risen. "You already know Richard's dilapidation, then if you can come replace Papa," the father asked again.

"I chose not to. Not that I haven't moved on, but choosing to stay away from the dirty environment because I'm afraid I'm polluted with the stench" said Fiora, throwing a glance at her father. Beardy, at once tore up the invitation and threw it into the trash can.

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Next Morning.

Abah was making a video call with Amir, continuing to discuss the issue of Afra's ta'aruf proposal.

"What about Mas Fayyadh?"

"No answer yet, but he's relaxed. He said he was ready for the draft, again ready for work first," said Amir.

"What story is there really?"

Not yet out the voice of Wisesa explained, but Danarhadi had snatched the chat.

"Mas, Arundati is Kusuma's distant brother. Their great-grandfather Raden Ngabehi Dirgantara Arundati was his position equivalent to Uyut. Only derivative he got the title was not entirely original. He uses various ways so that his position is firm in the government, not good to tell," said Danarhadi.

"Just tell me Cake, let it be clear."

"So, the aerospace is anu. Divorced his wife and seduced one of the prince's daughters who would ascend the throne if Sulthan left at that time. For the sake of wealth and power he also did not hesitate to get rid of anyone. Niku Putri Agamsari is still innocent, love dies because he admitted his family is all beautiful. Upload convincing, clever talk is also smart but nyatane intelligence is used for the way of culas," said Danarhadi.

"It is unlikely that all bad characters will pass to his son Kek, who knows has changed" Abah argued.

"No way, Sa. Must be netes, the proof is Bima. Rumor yesterday at the election, you don't close your eyes and ears ... Dirgantara also removed his biological sister and made the former brother-in-law as a second wife, because reportedly the woman was the sole heir to the family fortune. Kanjeng Putri Agamsari to depression. Your brain where ngadepin derived sing mekoten, Sa?" firmly Danarhadi fiery.

"Innalillahi," said Wisesa.

"Astaghfirullah's. Jubilee, be patient, drink first" said Amir from across the street.

"How patient is Mas Amir, if your son is determined to be with Afra. Even so, mpuuun uyut moved with Galuh to California, just can not say enggres not okay. Ting sresped atiku," Danarhadi threatened while rubbing his chest.

"Excuse, sampun. We understand the problem. Later in the conversation with Fayyadh, "Abah calmed his grandfather.

When the conversation that invites Danarhadi's emotions never subsided. A voice blurred their chatter, stopping the chatter of the owner of Joglo Ageng.

"Don't confuse my parents' mistakes with what my family is doing right now! Afra is innocent, "one man said.

"Weh, njenengan mboten manners! out!" yell Danarhadi.

"Mir, it's been. Assalamu'alaikum." Abah disconnected the one-sided call and got up from the sofa.

"Grandfather, wait here ... Mas Bima, monggo just ahead, we talk," asked Abah rushed to pull the arm of his guest who quietly barged in.

"Don't be incited, Sa! you're wary of Arundati's wits!" Uyut shouted out loud. But Wisesa ignored.

"Monggo sit down" Abah continued as they were in the guest room.

"Please Afra. Please grant his request" said the man.

"Regard what?"

The gallant man was still wearing that official outfit, bowing his face. His gaze was silent as Abah's initial flash saw the look in his eyes. He imagined that bad things would happen to Afra if not immediately handled, especially the desire of his daughter is very impossible to be granted.

Bima lowered his ego to the residence of Danarhadi to beg the obstinate elder to approve the relationship of their great-grandchildren.

"Is there no way out?" bima asked, raising her face. The sadness was clearly visible on the face of the twilight.

"I mean how? I do not understand, please Mas Bima tell me first sit the real thing," Abah gave the opportunity to the man in front of him so that all is clearer.

"My daughter...."

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