My Love My Bride
andri's invitation

Happy reading ....

Warm sun accompanies Ajeng steps down an alley in the city of D. Today was the last time he was in this city, after a week more he spent taking care of his papa.

From the terrace of a simple rented house, Pras' smile greeted him. The most sincere smile that Ajeng felt from the figure of his father.

"Papa."

"Hey, Honey. Comein! Not breakfast yet, right?"

Ajeng saw that there were two packs of vegetable pennies placed on two mangosteen on the table. He smiled faintly as he asked, "Papa hasn't had breakfast yet? It's almost ten."

"Papa wait for you. It's a little cold, but it's still good." Touch the plastic wrap with the back of her hand.

Ajeng opened one by one the package. While Pras passed into the kitchen to get a drink.

Pras chose to live independently and build a business with Andri. The man still had the pride to be pitied by the ex-wife's family. It was nothing, he could not bear the shame of his entire life.

But Ajeng is not a vengeful child. He returned the money for his father's investment. He hopes that with the money his father can more freely develop the business he will do.

"Pa, it's coming home today." He said slowly while forcing to swallow the food because he actually had breakfast.

Pras nodded, he understood his daughter's current feelings.

"Don't worry papa. Studying hard, but don't get too shaved. Papa believes you can make your mom and dad proud. Here, Papa promises to do even better. Papa also wants to be a figure you can be proud of."

Ajeng looked at Haru with teary eyes. He was grateful that the incident the other day was a valuable lesson for his father. Although it must start again from the beginning.

Before long, a man's voice was heard greeting in front of the house. Ajeng quickly moved when he saw who was standing on the porch of the house.

"Sir Andri."

"Hey. Long time no wait for me?"

"No. Come inside!"

"Good morning, Om." When he saw Pras behind Ajeng.

"Morning, Son Andri. Please enter! Sorry, it's like this."

"It's okay, Om."

Earlier, Ajeng was escorted by a driver when he went to his papa's house. He asked the driver to return because Andri would take him to the airport.

After chatting for a long time, with a heavy heart Ajeng said goodbye to Pras. While passing through the alley again, Ajeng was writhing spoiled on his papa's arm. Pras was very moved. After almost twenty years, he had only felt what it was like for a father's heart to be attached to his daughter.

"Be careful, let me know when you get there." He said as they reached where Andri's car was parked.

"Yes, Pa. Papa take care of health. If anything say the same Ajeng. Promise?"

Pras nodded slowly while replying to Ajeng's embrace with teary eyes.

"Please, Jeng. I will often nengokin papa you," said Andri half-jokingly.

"Thank you very much, Son Andri. Om will try our best in the business that we will run later."

"Together, Om. Who knows, starting from a business partner om, I can be a partner of a child's life om." Clumsily.

"Can, can." Pras laughed softly, so did Andri who laughed at Ajeng's blushing face.

Andri could not hide the happy hue on his face. The face of Riky's assistant met each time his glance with Ajeng collided. Many times he cleared his throat to neutralize his feelings. I don't know why the atmosphere became stiff, because no one started the conversation.

"Sister." "Jinc."

Both spoke at the same time. Then they put their faces in shame.

"Non't you yet."

"You're aja. Ladies first." Her speech.

Ajeng gave a smile, then said, "Thank you for everything, and Ajeng, want to nitip papa." Andri nodded quickly.

"Sister Andri, what do you want to say?"

"Let's get married."

Ajeng gaped in disbelief without being able to say anything. The girl closed her face for a moment then turned to Andri and closed it again, then glared at the window.

Andri blushed to see the wrong Ajeng. Once again he kissed the back of Ajeng's hand and pulled over his car.

"i'm serious. I want to marry you. Will you marry me?"

Ajeng only smiled, and again put his face to the window.

"Hey, don't just smile. Answer dong," pinta Andri while staring fixedly at Ajeng's face.

"Ajeng is still in college, brother."

"Continue?"

"After college, Ajeng wants to work first. You see how papa is? Ajeng wants to set the future Ajeng with papa first, only then think of getting married."

"Yes, I was rejected. Broken my heart ...." Said limp.

"Lagian Kak Andri, ngajaknya directly married. Why don't you date first?"

Andri immediately turned her head with both ends of her lips perfectly raised. Enthusiastically the man asked, "If the courtship is willing?"

Andri stared expectantly. Ajeng stared for a moment at the man who was waiting for his answer, then nodded surely.

"Yes. I finally have a boyfriend."

"Sister Andri has never had a girlfriend?" tanya Ajeng.

"Never. Have you ever been?"

"Earlier. Sma Time. Did Brother Andri at High School have no girlfriend?" Andri shook his head quickly innocently.

"Can't you?" muttered Ajeng confused.

"Can laah. You were destined to be my first."

"Hehe is that." The wry smile.

"He-em. You alone, how many times have you dated?" ask Andri while turning the wheel again.

"Two times."

"Well, what is it?" Inquiringly.

"Ish, how is that? Who's dating, why?"

"I don't know, I've never."

"Oh yes." Ajeng scratched his own nape.

"It's not weird, is it?"

"How weird? The schoolgirl's girlfriend is that, go together, watch, play to the game m*ster, eat, hangout, yeah that's it."

"If this?" Andri pressed her lips forward with slightly closed eyes. Ajeng hit his arm while chuckling softly.

"Not really?" Andri looks curious. But then it was like being disappointed when Ajeng nodded his head.

"Just blow it. Not to what it is."

"Where, how?"

"It didn't arrive .. That's ah." Ajeng's face turned red realizing Andri was looking at him fixedly.

"Udah ah, just wait till it's over."

Andri smiled as she occasionally glanced at Ajeng.

Andri holds Ajeng's hand when entering the airport area. The man even pulled Ajeng to get close to him. Ajeng only blushed and returned the hand of the man who is now his lover.