MARRIED TO MY BEST FRIEND'S SISTER
REYVAN'S PAST

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The door of Darren's apartment opened, he entered his apartment and smiled when he saw Farah sitting on the dining table chair drawing patterns in her sketchbook.

"I hope your slamma is with me." Inner Darren.

Darren walked into the kitchen to get a drink. Darren's step sound made Farah serious with her pattern sketch.

"Home home?" Farah asked while looking at Darren.

"Hm." Darren replied briefly.

"Sasha didn't come with you back here?"

"Well, I drove Sasha to her husband's office."

Farah again drew a sketch of the pattern and Darren sat down in front of Farah. Farah knew Darren had gone with Sasha, although Farah was a little disappointed that Darren had not invited her and left her alone.

"Your design is good, whose design is it for?" Darren asked who noticed Farah's nimble movements on the paper.

"For my customer in Paris, last night she called I asked her to make a dress for her engagement."

"You still take the job?" Darren asked deeply.

Farah nodded while continuing to draw. "The front month of my contract was extended, and I didn't want to waste this opportunity, the more customers I liked my design, the greater my risk of surviving the blinds I was managing Ren."

"You're going to keep working? the sign is you're going back to Paris?" Darren starts to look a little emotional, but Farah doesn't notice it.

Farah tidied up the sketches and put the tweezers on top of her sketchbook.

"I'll be home next week Ren, I've booked a ticket online."

"Why Far? home where? You're here."

"Ren, I'm from here, but you know, I don't have anyone here, whereas in Paris, there's my work, there's my future, and there's where I come home."

Darren's pulling his hair.

"There I am Far."

Farah sighed and said, "Sorry Ren, we have no ties, you have rediscovered your family, now I just want to live my own life, set my future, and take care of it, here I have no family, here is not my place, while in Paris, there is a job I have to pursue, the only purpose of my life Ren."

Farah stepped towards her room, and Darren stood up from his seat.

"Can't you stay here with me." said Darren.

Farah stopped her steps but still turned her back to Darren.

"I have no purpose here Ren, there's no way I'm going to continue to trouble you, understand Ren, Paris where I'm back."

Farah stepped back in her footsteps, but stopped immediately when Darren suddenly hugged her from behind.

"I love you, I love you so much, no matter when, you are obviously my goal, you are the one I look for when I am down or when I am happy. Stay here, marry me Farah Agnita."

Farah just silently pecked, her feet could not step, her lips instantly mute. Darren twisted Farah's body to face him, both of his hands holding onto Farah's shoulders, their eyes looking at each other.

Darren kissed Farah's forehead then hugged her very tightly, the other hand took the ring box to her piggy bank then Darren loosened his embrace then opened the ring box.

"So I went with Sasha to ask her to find the Ring for you, I told Sasha that I was going to propose to you tonight."

"Far, Will you marry me?" Darren said, kneeling with one leg in front of Farah.

Farah was silent, her lips were still hard to speak.

"Please.." Darren said with his own face.

One tear escaped Farah's cheek, Farah smiled, a second later nodded, "Yes, I Will."

Darren took his ring and put it on Farah's sweet day, then he stood up and hugged Farah. "Thank you, I promise to make you happy."

Farah returned Darren's embrace.

Darren took Farah to sit on the sofa, his hand holding Farah's hand.

"Where do you want to get married?" ask Darren.

"Aren't we waiting for your mom Ren?"

"I don't know where Mami is yet, I'm sure Mami will definitely bless us Far. Sasha said I should marry you soon."

"Your sister is so sweet and kind."

"We married simply Ren, no need for a building or luxury hotel, it feels inappropriate to do a reception when Mammu has not met."

"Father Ren, the important thing is that our marriage is legal and religious."

***

One week later, Naya and Sasha plan to have lunch with Reyvan and Billy, while Fitto chooses to go straight home.

"Lho Bill himself? Where's Rey?" sasha asked when she saw Billy coming alone.

"So I went first because abis nganter other company files, return home directly here not back to the office first, Rey may still be on the way."

They chatted the three while waiting for Reyvan to arrive. Suddenly a woman came to their table.

"Hi Bill.." greet the woman.

Naya had put on a lazy face like jealousy.

"Eh Erika."

"How are you Bill? long lost contact."

"Good Rik." Billy replied as necessary.

"How's Reyvan doing?"

Deg, man,

Sasha's heart started pounding when she heard the woman ask Reyvan.

"So long ago he didn't look for me, did he find a partner s*x hotter than me?"

Naya's and Sasha's eyes were rounded, then they looked at each other.

"Rik, sory, I'm the same girl I am, you can move to another table?" ask Billy.

"Yes Bill, sory's disturbing. But I send a message to Rey, if she needs a partner s*x again, my mobile number is still the same, koq, I hope he's not the same as me and still want my servican how." Erika stood up and left their table.

"Sha lo gapapa?" asked Naya who was starting to worry because Sasha was only silent with a face that could not be interpreted.

"Gue guess mas Rey used to do forbidden things that was just the same Sherin aja, she knew there were still other girls ya." lirih Sasha.

"Sha..." Call Billy slowly.

"How many girls in the past was Mas Rey Bill?"

"Sha, that's just part of Rey's past, now she's changed."

"Gue go to the toilet first Nay." Sasha stood up and stepped her foot into the toilet.

"Where's Bang?" ask Naya.

"Well, how do you want Nay, it's all open."

Sasha quietly came out of the toilet and headed outside, leaving behind her phone, car keys and also her bag. Sasha took a blue taxi and headed for Fitto's house.

"May Fitto be home, I don't bring money to pay for a taxi." Inner Sasha.

Sasha arrives at Fitto's house, and sees Fitto's car parked in his garage.

"Sir, wait a minute yes, I take the money first."

"Yes Mba." Answer the blue taxi driver.

Sasha asked Fitto's housekeeper, and her Assistant told her that Fitto was having lunch at the table.

"Sheaven.."

"Lo here Sha? same who?"

"Later I explained, I pinjem money lo dong first, want to pay Taxi in front of already waiting."

Fitto who finished eating directly ahead and pay the cost of Sasha's taxi.

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