
Molan was just about to spray perfume on his body, suddenly the knocking of the room rang, "What's the Bik?" The perfume bottle still hangs in the hand.
"Sorry Young Master, under there is Mr. Restu, he said there is a need with Young Master."
Molan frowned, there is a need for what Restu these nights come. "Well, I'll be out soon." Molan turned back to the front of his big glass, made sure everything was in order, then immediately went down to meet his brother. Tonight he plans to meet Sylvia at a cafe in Kasablanka.
"What's wrong?" molan asked with a flat face.
Restu who was sitting on the guest sofa was playing a cell phone, looking towards the coming of the voice,"Oh, you want to go? If so ... tomorrow we will talk, all with Om Herwanto."
"We?" Molan stared in surprise, "regarding what?"
"I want to speed up the marriage with Farada. I want to talk to you first, because you are now my family. But if you want to go, we'll talk tomorrow." Restu watched Molan's changed expression.
The deg!
Molan was silent for a moment. He took a deep breath.
"Lo sure? While your problems with Sita, Sylvia and Samantha aren't finished yet?" Molan walked over while shaking his head how many times.
Restu was a bit surprised to hear the words that were thrown from his sister's mouth. But, he was not surprised.
"I know you're investigating me, but this has nothing to do with them!" resolute Restu with a cold face.
"When's your plan?"
"Two weeks!"
"My advice .. finished your problem with the three brothers! Especially Sylvia! cause I know, you're still in love with him." Molan smiled mockingly.
Restu's jaw is hardened. He who was sitting then stood in alignment with Molan, their height was almost the same. "You don't want to know!"
Molan's jaw hardened, "As you said, I did investigate you! And ..." she paused her sentence while pointing at Restu's chest slowly, "did you not think of Farada's feelings later if her husband's heart was to someone else? the one who just came back from his past?" Molan gave a mocking smile then took a few steps back after, "or ... Do you intentionally move me?"
"Last year I was done. It has nothing to do anymore. Farada will be his future. The reason is, because I want to marry her, understand you!" resolute Restu with a sharp look. He slowly turned around to leave. He thought there was no point in lingering with this sister.
"Please! But if Farada gets hurt, you deal with me!"
Restu did not respond to Molan's words, he just stared for a moment before disappearing from behind the door.
Molan hit the back of the sofa chair, standing long enough to look down while playing the car keys. Finally!. .. he muttered slowly.
"Well, Mr Restu is gone, Young Master?" ask the aunt who brought a tray of drinking water for Restu.
Molan nodded, "Yes, for me" said Molan, then downed the drink.
A few minutes later, Molan was seen driving his vehicle through a fairly crowded road to the Kasablanka area. It's a few minutes late. But he had already contacted Sylvia who was waiting for him there.
"Sorry, late. You been a long time?" molan asked as he stuck his ass in the chair, He took the spot facing.
Sylvia glanced at the clock in her hand. "Not too long ago Young Master, I was hit by traffic jams as well, only ten minutes."
"Not be too formal with me, just relax!" Molan smiled faintly giving Sylvia a bumbling look. "What do you want to eat?" then he clicked his finger to call the waiter.
Sylvia cleared her throat to overcome the groggy. Who could deny this young master's charm in front of him? Although impressed relaxed, but the aura is very strong to attract the opposite sex. He thinks almost all girls agree on that.
"I don't know the taste of Young Master, so it was just a drink message for myself" said while holding a glass containing lemon tea.
"No problem." Molan shook his hands and ordered food and drinks as the waiter approached them.
After the waiter left, Molan asked, "Oh yes, you .. reason for resigning, because of Restu?"
Sylvia did not immediately answer, she thought this man did not like to speak stale. After several breaths to adjust the tone of the voice to look normal, he said, "To be honest ... Ja. Because I don't want to see him again!"
"the reason?"
"I'm hurt!"
Sylvia nodded.
"How ... If your accusation is wrong? If I look, Restu is not the kind of guy who is fickle in a relationship."
"I made sure of it myself with the eyes of my head, Young Master. Several times he was seen going with Samantha. Also, my aunt ... Her mother Samantha asked me to leave Restu, because she wanted to be a ghost!" sylvia brightly with a furious tone.
Molan muttered, "Have you ever clarified to Restu?"
"I don't think there's any need for clarification anymore, he's definitely denying it. Until the other day, he was still arguing!"
"Oh yeah?" Molan was surprised, his forehead frowning. "Continue?"
"Yes, that was, he still denied that he cheated with anyone, including with Sitta. Anyway ..." Sylvia paused for a moment, "it seems like she was angry with me. He also said he would marry Farada!" with a disappointed face.
Molan laughed offingly. Apparently, they have also talked back about their problems. And Restu? stay put and marry Farada.
Their conversation stopped for a moment when the waiter had come to bring food. After that, they also engaged in light conversation while enjoying the dish without discussing Restu again.
***
The morning greeted. Farada was a little surprised because the sunlight was already brightly shining on the hordes. He's afraid of bad luck. He's not usually like this. Two days his eyes are difficult to close, maybe already at two in the morning just fell asleep.
His mind was in a frenzy, floating thinking of the determination of the heart that had hesitated lately. Marriage is not a joke, it is sacred. Marriage is the longest worship for human beings. There is a lot to be done, especially mentally and mentally. His mind is ready, but his heart?
Farada tilted his body to the left, still lazy to wake up actually. Drowsiness still strikes, but the sound of a cell phone ringing forces him to get up, he grabs the flat object on the nightstand.
"Hello, Sa?"
"Fara, don't forget today we report to the office! Are you ready for the ballom?"
Tissa's soft voice made Farada realize that today she must be ready. "Geez, I forgot!" farada said while patting his head.
"It's 8:30. 10:00 deadline for data entry, Farada!"
"Yes .. yes, I'll be ready soon. Hye!" Farada immediately closed the conversation and hurriedly ran to the bathroom.
The Royal Imperium Tbk.
After conducting a routine morning meeting with the directors and managers of the division, Molan accompanied Herwanto to leave the meeting room first.
"Young Master, Mr. Restu will want to talk important things with us regarding his marriage. We're just gonna go straight."
Molan turned his head and nodded his head, "Yes, last night he came to see me, he wanted to speed it up" he said with a flat intonation.
"Oh yeah? To home?"
The man nodded back.
After arriving at Molan's room, which was not long after that Restu immediately joined.
There are no stale base prologues, they are directly involved in the conversation to the core. Discuss plans and preparations and determine the reception venue later.
No debate, no conflict between Restu and Molan occurred. Molan tried to be chesty and let go of everything. Even ...
"Gue will lead the venue preparation and decoration straight away!" says calm.
"There is a WO who takes care of it, you don't have to be too bothered." replied Restu crossed his arms in the chest.
Molan shook his hand, "Gue will lead the coordination with that WO. Later I set the concept, two three days this layout is already on your desk. There are some concepts later I make, you just agree or not later."
Herwanto who only followed the will of the two great masters' successors watched Molan's face intensely. Although the young master's face did not look anything strange. But? What are you planning, young master? Inner monologues.
"Two days later, I flew to Bali to take care of it, and I met WO there."
Restu and Herwanto were stunned, but Molan was serious about his words.