My ex-Ipar Candidate
Messed
While in the room, Radha was staring blankly at the face of her father who is now polished make up. Beautiful, how many times he heard the compliment, but did not make him smile at all.
Why so soon, even to contact his friends did not have time. Radha was only petrified when Oma and Omnya embraced her so warmly.
"Oma's granddaughter is so beautiful" praised the woman who is not young but still so beautiful.
"Yes, Madam ... But, why wasn't my sister as beautiful as Radha when she married Bang Ardi?"
"Ck, Maya is also pretty, Bobby, so her daughter is this pretty." The Grandmother stroked Radha's shoulder many times.
The smile was clearly visible, the longing for the mother made her sorrow increase. Not to mention Radha did not even have time to say anything to Haidar that he believed was currently in Indosenia.
Papa's decision to confiscate Radha's phone cannot be challenged. Obviously it was because of her own actions that even spent a lot of tears after contacting Haidar that night.
"Ehem, good morning, ma'am. Please leave immediately, I am the one who has the right to be beside him at this time," said the proud Goddess about to shift Surti's position.
"No!! Don't go, Oma, Radha wants Oma, not her" Radha said staring fiercely at the Goddess, the stepmother.
"Ck, can you just take a look at my Mama?!!"
Celline did not accept Radha's cynical look on her mother. For him, enough has Radha to be disrespectful to her real mama. The envious nature of Celline because she managed to become Raka's choice daughter-in-law increasingly makes her hatred bear children.
"I don't need you two, go while I'm still good" Radha ordered with the emphasis of each word.
No, the Goddess must keep her. Do not get emotional and make the judgment of those around him worse. On Ardi's orders, Dewi goes to Radha's room to accompany and guide Radha to meet her groom.
"Come, honey, your future husband has arrived," said the Goddess so well, some people who were there had to witness her gentle side, thought the Goddess.
With heavy steps Radha followed the will of the Goddess, to rebel free. Because he himself will be tired, his heart rate is getting irregular.
Radha was just thinking of her embarrassment, what if people out there knew how her life was. Of course, not a few of them will judge badly about him.
*****
In the living room that has been complete with luxurious decorations, the family now feels that one of the important things among them is missing. Raka and Ardi as well as Gian are now trying to find the whereabouts of Haidar.
Radha who was with the Goddess has now sat in front of the ruler, not understanding what is really happening. The whispers of the invited guests were all around them.
Panicked, he did not find the Papa for a long time. The atmosphere grew increasingly boisterous as Gian approached with his steady steps.
"How about, Mr Raka?"
"Ehm, wait a few more minutes, sir. My son may be going to the restroom."
Raka tried to hold the Penghulu who had been patient since. 30 minutes early had been long enough he waited, but the groom did not come.
"You sure?" looking at the white-bearded middle-aged man, it didn't make sense that the groom was spending time in the restroom that long.
"Hm, yes, sir."
Ardi also convinced the Penghulu, while Gian now chose to look for Haidar outside. The long steps took him quite far, while trying to contact the man.
"Why!!! Haidar, where are you!!"
"Thank you Bajing an!!"
"How's it?"
"Nothing, Pa."
"What?!! You brat!!" Raka is angry, not playing shame if until Haidar really messed up all this.
"Raka, how?"
"What the hell, Ardi, my son isn't here." Raka rubbed her face rough, Haidar's rash attitude made her dizzy 7 roving.
"I told you, keeping this a secret isn't a good idea." Ardi sighed with great difficulty, there was no way he could tell the truth to the invited guests present.
"Stop, Ardi, it's not time you blame me!!"
Raka is still Raka, for him what he does will never be wrong. And it does not accept statements that say it is wrong.
For a moment Raka was silent, there was no way she would let her life and Ardi be wrapped in shame. Staring at Gian who was now looking at him, a gaze that could be interpreted as a command.
"Gian ...."
"What does Papa mean?"
"You understand without having Papa explain, right?"
Raka was exhausted of hope, her dignity would naturally be blown to pieces by this humiliating incident.
"What's? Raka, how's your youngest son feeling?"
"Fuck up!! Do we need to think about feelings? You're willing to endure shame, Ardi?"
Ardi fell silent, he understood very well Raka was not the type of person who willingly low dignity in the eyes of others.
"Pa, what about me?" Gian laughed discordantly, how could his parents sacrifice their children to cover up the shame.
"Gian, Papa please, just this time."
"But, Pa?"
"Don't you ever say there's no Papa command you can refuse?"
The question of knocking Raka while looking intently at Gian, for Raka an order is absolute and must be obeyed.
"Allah ... If that's what Papa wants."
Gian clenched his hand, slightly loosened his tie and passed in without waiting for Raka first.
In her sharp gaze the beautiful face of Radha who is now in front of her, her heart raging, staring at the woman for a moment made her feel unwilling. For the sake of the authority of the Papa, he must be willing to marry the snot and troublesome boy.
"We'll see how strong you are with me little boy," Gian's mind without letting Radha out of his sight.
Tbc