Marrying a Sister-in-law Candidate

Marrying a Sister-in-law Candidate
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The Dhimas and Afika families started dinner together.


Appetizer, Brain Course and Dessert. After dinner, they gather in the family room and start talking.


"So the intention of our arrival to visit Mr. Chandra's residence and the family was to discuss Dhimas and Afina's wedding plans" Rahadi said.


"But as we know that Afina's condition is still very weak" continued Mr. Rahadi.


"As we talked about yesterday, the marriage will continue. But with a different bride, that's Afika" said Mr. Chandra.


"Did Afika agree to this plan?" tuan Rahadi asked, looking at Afika.


Afika looked back at Mr. Rahadi then at Mr. Chandra followed by a nod of his father.


"Yes Om, Afika has agreed to it" said Afika.


"Alright then we're relieved to hear it. Tomorrow the invitation will be made and will be spread to all relatives and colleagues. Thank you Afika you have accepted this marriage." said Mr. Rahadi.


Afika.


"Afika and Dhimas tomorrow fittings for wedding clothes. Ah Jeng Dewi happens to me tomorrow there is a practice schedule. Can I represent me to Hwang Tailor to take the kids?" ask Mrs Cathy.


"Oh yes Jeng Cathy. I happen to be free time tomorrow" said Mother Goddess.


After that they got together.


"Everyone, excuse me to go to the park first with Mas Dhimas" said Afika.


Afika takes Dhimas to the park because he is tired of hearing their parents' conversation.


"What did Afika take me to the park for?" ask Dhimas.


"There's nothing, I'm just bored inside."


"Are you really sure about this marriage?" ask Dhimas.


Afika took a deep breath while drinking her cola.


"Entahlah... It's complicated.. Many things have happened in my life in such a short time."


"Starting from my return to Indonesia, then the plan of marriage and office. It all happened so fast that I couldn't choose where I wanted to choose. But even though I choose it will end with the word YES to parents" said Afika.


"It's lucky your parents have a child like you Afika" Dhimas said.


"Lucky?"


"Yes lucky. For having a very devoted son to his parents."


"Thank you, 'cause I think the parents' words are a commandment to me. No parent wants their child to suffer. There must be some kindness to her son" Afika said.


"It's not wrong that our grandfather had a wonderful plan for us" Dhimas said.


Afika could only smile wryly at Dhimas.


I don't know if Afika should be happy or sad about this marriage. The Afika are always faced with two choices. But if you remember the incident this afternoon when Afika with her own eyes saw Devan semobil with Chelsea, her arch-enemy who always tried to seize Devan, her heart ached. What is their relationship really? Because Devan also sometimes does not refuse if Chelsea are teasing him.


"Is there anything that bothers you about Afika?"


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Afika does not know whether to tell Dhimas or not, but she remembers something that might help her to investigate who Devan really is,due to Dhimas' blessing, Ardi's step-uncle was finally caught on charges of coup against his father. Although he had also asked Secretary Wilham for help to investigate it but because of his high curiosity made Afika feel the need for more and accurate investigations so that her heart was also more confident about Dhimas.


"About Devan. All right, what do you want to know?" asked Dhimas sage actually he was a little jealous but he also understood the current state of Afika's heart.


"I want to know if there's a connection between Devan and Chelsea. Then what exactly is Devan's motive for approaching me."


"Well, I'll help you find information about them. Now you don't have to be sad, remember I will always be there for you even though your heart may not be open for me yet" said Dhinas, stroking Afika's wavy brown hair.


"Remove your tears, these tears should only fall when happy" Dhimas said, wiping away the tears on Afika's cheek. Afika clasped Dhimas' hand on her cheek while closing her eyes. It's as if he's trying to bring his feelings back to what they used to be when he loved Peter.


As Afika closed her eyes, Dhimas could not bear to see the anxiety on Afika's face and kissed her forehead fondly. Afika was shocked and immediately opened her eyes. Their eyes met each other, with their instincts as the adult lips of Dhimas tried to approach the lips of Afika, it turns out that Afika did not reject him. Finally they kissed in the moonlight beside the pool.


After a few minutes they kissed her.


"Are you feeling better?" ask Dhimas.


"Is your serotonin supply still plentiful?" tanya Afika is teasing.


"Always there for you" said Dhimas.


When they date first if Afika feels nervous or restless, it is Dhimas' kiss that can relieve him. Because like Dhimas transfer the hormone serotonin to Afika so that it becomes calmer.


"Let's get back in the air and it's getting cold" Dhimas asked.


They go back inside. Soon the Dhimas family came home.


"We'll go home first. Thank you for the dinner. May Dhimas and Afika's wedding go well" Rahadi said.


"alright. Tomorrow is a dress fitting event, do not forget Dhimas and Afika" said Mr. Chandra.


"Yes Om." said Dhimas.


Finally the Dhimas family came home. Afika and her family are back inside.


"How son are you ready for this wedding?" said mother.


"I'm ready mom."


"Good then. Now take a break because tomorrow we're going to Hwang Tailor for bridal fitting because after that you have to go back to the office, right?"


"Yes. Ibu Afika's father went upstairs first."


Then they go back to their activities and rest.


***


The Afika Room.


Afika put her body on the bed. Half of his memories returned to his vision of Devan, the other half returned to Dhimas while in the park.


"I'm sorry, because you have to work hard" said Afika talking to herself.


It is undeniable that the taste is still there against Dhimas.


Who has ever stuck memories of the past while there is a new partner who accompanies? That is Afika's feeling now, but more complex because the past is back and present among the present.


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