Marry The Heir
Fit and proper test

Shafira and Malvin both stood tall with tense faces as a pair of eagle eyes seemed to be scolding him with many questions without words. It was Sigit who stood in their way with his gaze full of probing.

That night after training Shafira did ask Malvin to accompany her to Reza's gallery. Inviting Diana said she had to go home quickly while Shafira did not want to come alone, afraid there would die of style. So he decided to slightly force Malvin to accompany him so that he was not alone. At least there is a interlocutor if he will only be a loyal audience.

Shafira's reason for changing clothes and asking Sigit for permission before going out at night, brought Malvin to this mansion. This is the second time he has come to this house. If when high school he only reached the gate, leave a notebook in security to be given to Shafira, this time he went into the living room. Who would have thought that the one who confronted him at this moment was the great master of the Hardjoyo family.

“Dady,” Shafira turned to Sigit's side, wrapped her hand around Sigit's arm, trying to be as relaxed as possible. Sigit's sharp gaze is natural considering the first time Shafira brought a man home to this house.

“Known, this is my malvin one band temen. We just finished training and I asked him to accompany me to the gallery kak reza. And vin, this is my dady.” Shafira explained, before the father behaved annoyingly and made Shafira unpleasant to Malvin.

“Goodnight om, I'm malvin.” Malvin grabs Sigit's hand and regrets it.

“Night.” Sigit's big voice sounded resolute.

“Okey, you sit down first yes vin. I change clothes, relax. Dady I'm really good at him. Is it dad?” Shafira patted the arm of the father who turned her head coldly. He shuddered and ran away from the living room. Let these men know each other in their own way.

Left behind by shafira makes the two men both sculpt. Malvin who hesitated to sit down and Sigit who still looked at the man who was brought Shafira carefully. One alert mode he showed the young man who looks calm without guilt visit the night to a girl's house.

“You work?” seeing the appearance of Malvin is still neat, the question that then appeared in Sigit's mind.

Wearing black cloth pants with a light gray shirt whose arms are rolled up. His hair was neatly arranged like this young man was enough to maintain his appearance. No urgency, the first impression captured Sigit.

“Iya om.” The answer is short with a gentle smile. Sigit pointed at the sofa near them to signal Malvin to sit down.

“Thank you om.” Malvin took his place on one side of the long sofa and Sigit was right in front of him, still looking at him.

“In which company?” still curious about the background of this young man.

“I teach in school om.” Strictly speaking.

Sigit nodded at Malvin's reply. “Taught what?” curious continues.

“Physics education for SMA.” Two people with almost the same pole feel attractive to each other even if only based on curiosity.

Malvin can slightly conclude, Shafira's cold attitude first turned out to come from the tree in front of him. Highlight his eyes exactly the same when trying to skin the contents of his interlocutor's mind. After that question, the two fell silent again. Malvin who was bowed awkwardly and Sigit who was still looking at him curiously.

The atmosphere of the room is very formal, like there is a fit and proper test.

“Okey, sorry long wait.” Shafira quickly changed clothes. He really just changed clothes without bathing or re-dressing his face.

Actually he intended to cleanse his body but let these two people sit face to face like this, making Shafira unable to linger on leaving the two. He even said a spell during changing clothes, “Don't war, don't war.” Mumbled.

Inside the house just run around just to speed up his steps and ensure the living room condition is the same as the beginning he came.

“EHM!” Sigit cleared his throat when he saw Malvin, who was watching his daughter. There was a feeling of unwillingness for his daughter to be looked at closely by foreign men.

Malvin immediately averted his gaze as he realized Sigit's deheman was aimed at him.

“What event do you attend in such clothes?” again those sharp eyes were full of probes.

“Em what event? I'm sure Dady won't understand either. But the point is, this show kak reza is equally prospective, there is aunt nita also.” Kok is a bit heavy ya explain this to Sigit, his chest is a bit tight.

“Then, what are your tasks there?” well, this is if the great master never enjoys a beautiful and passionate youth.

But wait, Sigit is right, what will Shafira be there? What for yayaya yeyeyeyeyeye like cheerleaders cheering Reza do his job to bring Nita and Ellen closer or just be a loyal audience drama inauguration relationship two people who have long had a mutual commitment?

Shafira was stunned, staring at Malvin trying to ask for help to explain but it seemed that the man had no intention of helping her.

“Follow dinner dad, exclaims. Dady want to come too?” reply with a joke just seems better.

“You clubbing?” sigit's question is getting longer. Apparently this father was worried about his adult daughter.

“Ya is not it! Where is there clubbing ngajak sir guru. The ones I'm on the strap are equally lectured. Come on dad, can't just calm down. Trust me, I went to the malvin town. He's a high quality friend, always care his friend. Okay?” this is how Shafira convinced her father.

Sigit looked back at Malvin a while before finally, “Don't go home too late. Watch him!” that word goes to Malvin.

“Good om.” The big mandate is now on Malvin's shoulders.

“Thanks dad, see you!” shafira then kissed Sigit's cheek. Rushing he pulls Malvin's hand before Sigit changes his mind or asks further complicated questions.

“Hem,” Author Sigit.

“I excuse me om, good night.” Holding Shafira's hand for a moment before she finished shaking Sigit's hand.

Sigit just nodded and let his daughter go with Malvin.

After the death of Shafira and Malvin, Sigit was silent for a moment at the door, watching his daughter who went with Malvin on a motorcycle. He did not use a car which meant the man would drive Shafira home. Can he trust other men to look after Shafira besides Kean and Reza? Why is it only now that the anxiety is there when he realizes that his daughter has grown up?

He looked at the family photos that are currently on the wall. Photos of him with Arini, Kean, Disa, Shafira and of course Naka as a baby. On one side is a photo of him with Liana and Shafira.

"I'll take care of her, you don't have to worry." - Sigit sneered at Liana's smiling face.

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