
"Ra, what's the party plan, are you also going to invite your model friends?."
"I don't think Wi, I'll just invite my family and your family, because you know for yourself, I don't have many friends."
"But this happy news you must spread Ra, let them know that you too can live happily without them."
Zara shook her head slowly.
"From the first time I went into modeling, I was always surrounded by two-faced friends, in front of them adoring the rope behind them sneering and cheering at my poverty, I'm a kara girl who struggles for a bite of rice and decent living, unlike those who live well with the abundant wealth of their parents' inheritance, I'm always left out Wi, I'm, surely they will also sneer when they see my happiness, let only you sincerely love me, for it is only your do'a that I hope for..."
Goddess hugged her best friend tightly, Zara's life story was so bitter.
Even their own sidekick, Ismi now blatantly hates Zara after Zara's good intentions to separate her from the snares of crocodile men like Irfan she doubts.
"Calm down, don't be afraid.I'm always by your side with all my do'a, you don't need to feel lonely or alone, I'll always support you Ra"
The two are now hugging each other tightly, Dewi is a friend more than the brother that Zara has, only she is the one who is always loyal to him in joy and sorrow.
Zara stepped into the room, she could only pray until the next day, everything went smoothly without obstruction.
The wall clock is five o'clock in the morning, Zara woke up early because this morning Andra was going to pick her up.
The cold Susana of the morning, still felt as Andra glanced at the clock on the wall of her room.
Rushing he woke up and opened the door of the room, found the Mommy already seemed to focus on his ipad, along with warm green tea drinks.
But the look of his face looks tense makes Andra furrow his eyebrows.
"For Mom.." said.
But Maharani did not give his greeting and remained focused on his activities.
"What's the matter Mom?" ask Andra.
Maharani turned her gaze to the son sharply.
"Look at.." he said while proffering his gadget.
Andra looked at the ipad screen, an article one of the online news reports about his relationship with Fitri which ran aground because of an Other Idaman Woman.
Apparently Fitri has not been deterred, he even said that the lover was captured by the actor, with the characteristics that are angled to the figure of Zara.
Even the facts that he revealed were all lies, the news that so cornered Zara made Andra's eyes red, her blood as if boiling.
Andra squeezed her hands hard.
"How's this kid, what should we do?" Maharani did not expect that the sweet girl who often came to the mansion who was a friend of Andra himself, would do so determinedly just to get the heart of his son.
Andra rushed back into the room to clean up.
Chequek.
Andra's long steps towards the outer door of the mansion.
No tok no.
A guard came out the door.
"Sorry Den, there are guests who want to meet Den Andra."
Andra and Maharani looked at each other.
"Is she a girl?" asked Andra because she thought it was Fitri.
"Not Den, he's Bule" the guard replied a little hesitantly.
"Ehm tell him to come in."
The guard nodded then returned to call the guest.
"Who's Joy?"
"Assistant Zara Mom's Dad."
Maharani rounded his eyes in disbelief as Manu entered the room, that handsome face became an assistant? Her thought.
Even her age might be the same as Andra's age.
"So Zara's met her father?" whispered enthusiastic.
Andra nodded honestly.
"Who is Joy? Who's Zara's father?"
"Sorry, I came here to call Mr. Andra to Mr. Gunawan's apartment."
Andra threw out her eyes of careless, stiff Manu when using formal language on him even her face looked depressed, Andra's inner self.
"What's wrong?" whiskey Andra.
Manu shook his head slowly, seeing the awkwardness that Maharani also left the two young men so that they were not disturbed by his existence.
"I'm only in command to call you to come as soon as possible to the Boss' residence."
"Sst already You don't have to be formal that, tickle me horrified" whispered Andra.
"The boss is angry, the call is not adopted by you, maybe this call is a dismissal for you as a prospective daughter-in-law" replied Manu casually.
Glug.
Andra suddenly ran to his room to pick up a cell phone, and sure enough, there were nine calls from Gunawan who was not lifted by him.
"****...!!" he said annoyed, he did silence the phone if it was night, and unfortunately, since waking up he had not had time to check it.
"Come .." Andra patted Manu on the shoulder.
The two took a long step towards the parking mansion.
"We're going straight to the apartment?."
"Your future wife should come too."
"Well, why should Zara come?"
"Later you'll know."
Manu drove his iron carriage at high speed towards Zara's apartment building.
Andra only glanced occasionally at Manu who was focused on his wheel.
The important thing is what makes Gunawan so hasty to tell him to come, inner Andra.
Suddenly, Andra's memory was fixed on the latest news he read this morning.
His heart suddenly thumped, was it because of the hoak news about Fitri that made Gunawan call him.
Zara, who had been contacted by Manu in a short message, was waiting for him at the lobby door while waving her hand.
"Hurry up, Dad is waiting for us" Andra said as she opened the passenger door for Zara.
"What are we calling Babe's father?"
"I don't know either" Andra replied, twitching her shoulders.
It did not take long finally the car arrived, because now it is not rush hour
Ting.
The apartment door opened, Gunawan's face in serious mode only showed a faint smile to Zara.
"Sit down, there's something important we're gonna do, especially you two."
Zara and Andra looked at each other full of question marks.
"What's the matter, Dad?"
Gunawan let out a long sigh then looked at Andra sharply.
"Have you read this heart news?" ask her.
Andra furrowed her brows then nodded, apparently this matter had something to do with the news that had been circulating about her with Fitri.
"I don't want the news to continue to spread widely, and people will look at my daughter as an actor, I won't let the news issue again destroy her good name."
Glug.
Gunawan is indeed very protective of Zara, especially now that his good name has been on the line, whatever the man will do for his only daughter, he will put on a body even though a thousand spears will hit him.
Gunawan does not want to see Zara destroyed a second time, no one can hurt his heart.
"Then what should I do Well?"
Gunawan approached Zara and grabbed her hand and held it tightly, beautiful eyes that were so similar to his late wife Nita.
"You must get married today."