Love Aira
the post 69

Pov Cantika /tiarara

My name is Cantika I am the son of Mr. Ahmad and Bu Lastri, they are parents who have been taking care of me from childhood , said there is nothing similar to my mother and father many neighbors told me that I was the adopted son of Mr. Ahmad and Bu Lastri but I did not menggubris word of my neighbor .

They are parents who love me even though our lives are mediocre away from the word well, we live in a small contract because that's all you can give me and mom , but I am grateful I can still go to high school until I finish high school, even though I am one of the smart kids in school, always champion class without exception .

Actually I want to continue my education to the bench at a university but what are the power of the father cannot .

Finally I chose to work and collect money from my work to save and continue my education in college .

I just got a job, but a disaster happened to my family, the father who had been the backbone of my family breathed his last breath , sad for sure . Mom and I can't do much .Father in buried it is the result of donations of citizens, we do not have a penny of savings, eat every day really rely on the sweat of the father, my mother, Miss Lastri is just an ordinary housewife , just take care of the house cooking, washing and cleaning our house .

I am currently working in a well-known boutique in this city, at first they rejected me on the grounds that they have not received a new employee, but I believe the owner of this boutique is kind , the proof is that I received work even though my salary is small according to them, but I think this is a very large sustenance from God .

Just working a day I am volunteering because my father, Mr. Ahmad died . Ms. Aira, the owner of the boutique where I work gave me 3 days' permission in order to mourn and Ms. Aira also gave her help , my mother was very happy to receive the parcel from my boss ,

Only the boutique representative came to see my father, I understood their attitude because the new child was not too familiar with them .

But what I wonder, the first day I delivered a suit order for a boutique customer Bu Aira, his name is Maxwell he was cold jutek even impressed haughty, his name is also a free rich person .

But when I wanted to go home, Mr. Maxwell told me to eat together, and I received news of my grief from my house . It is with great pleasure that Mr. Maxwell delivered me home, until night to pick up Mr. Maxwell, not yet to take him home .I had sent him home but the cold master wanted to accompany me until RT warned Mr. Maxwell to leave my house because it was not a mahram .

Unexpectedly, Mr. Maxwell proposed to me to be made his wife, my mother and I were very surprised at him .

Sir don't joke, I'm still in mourning don't make me suffer more .

If I'm not kidding I want to make you my wife, I don't play because I'm mature enough .I love and love you at first sight .

"How was Miss Lastri my application received ?"ask Maxwell .

My mother just kept quiet !

Mr. RT interrupted and said, "sorry Mr. Maxwell, I as RT here suggest the good wishes of the master should be delayed first in because Bu Lastri and Cantika are still in mourning ."

Master max!well agreed to it, but with a note Cantika must be willing to be invited to work by Mr. Maxwell on the grounds of wanting to know me further .

"How cantika are you willing to accept Mr. Maxwell's offer ?"ask mr RT .

I glanced at my mother, "how's Ma'am, I'm afraid of that bule master ?"I asked quietly beside my mother .

"But..but there's a condition, sir !"I doubt it .

"What's the condition, just say , do you want a house, a car, jewelry ?"ask Mr. Maxwell .

"I want no physical contact between us while we're not officially married !"I said definitely .

"Only that ! well Cantika prepare yourself next month we get married !"said Mr. Maxwell .

We were all shocked, especially RT sir Yana did not accept the words of Mr. Maxwell .

"What word can you believe, Mr Maxwell ?"ask RT sir.

"Well, then excuse me to go home !"said Maxwell .

"Maxwell kissed the back of Miss Lastri's hand !"I said Ms .

Bu Lastri gave her hand and said "be careful mom-to-be ".

Maxwell smiled broadly, "thank you ma'am ".

Cantika Abang go home first huh ! RT sir I beg to resign !

Maxwell, walking down the alley where Cantika lived .500 meters Maxwell left Cantika's house to his car .

Smile fluffy on the face of his face, brownish hair thick eyebrows jaw firmly exotic skin ala bule .

Maxwell Memeng is of Caucasian descent, his mother Betawi and his father bule Amrik . Maxwell continues the business of the father who has long gone from this world only the mother, who ,

Maxwell already lives in Indonesia , he grew up on the continent there , but he chose to settle in Indonesia after graduating High School , now he has stepped on 26 I think enough to lead a small family .

"El !"a call from his mother

"Yes, Bu !"answer Maxwell briefly .

"Later if you have a wife, you marry a native !"said Maxwell's mother .

"Indeed why mother, I have to marry a native ?"ask Maxwell .

"This mother is old there's no way I can go back and forth to see you there, tired of knowing abroad is also no longer your father El !"

"Alright Ma'am, but I want to find it myself , I don't want to be in a match with Siti Nurbaya !"said Maxwell .

I smiled happily, "well my dear son ".

At home Cantika .

"Mom !"call .

"Does mom seriously accept Mr. Maxwell as mom's daughter-in-law ?"take me seriously .

"Mom Lastri turned towards me !"yes, I'm sure Mr. Bule was a good man .

Why are you so sure, Mr. Maxwell is a good man when you first meet him .

Believe the same mother Cantika, just look at her eyes no meaningful lies !.

Well mother, Cantika wants to marry the master Maxwell v, Cantika sure mother's blessing must bring blessings to Cantika's life in the future .

Seriate.....