My secretary the Old Virgin
35. Mom and Dad Come

After dinner Nessa called her Papa and asked her Papa to pick her up to Singapore. Of course, Papah Dodi is willing to pick up his daughter.

But Mamah Ika noisily wanted to come to Singapore as well.

“Nessa, why only Papah left? You're not invited?” ask Mamah with a fuss.

“Nessa asked Mr. Fikri. You see Mr. Fikri who bought his ticket,” said Nessa.

Nessa keeps her phone away from her ear.

“Pak Fikri,” Nessa calls Fikri who is focusing on her laptop.

Fikri turned to Nessa.

“Why?” ask Fikri.

“Can't my Mom come with me?” ask Nessa.

“Bby. Plus a lot of people picked you up, I feel relieved. Because many people are looking after you,” replied Fikri.

Nessa continues her conversation with Mamah.

“Say Mr. Fikri, Mamah can come,” Nessa told Mamahnya.

“Alhamdullilah. Say thank you to Fikri,” said Mamah.

“Yes, Nessa will deliver,” replied Nessa.

“Already, yes. Mamah want to prepare clothes that will bring Mamah,” said Mamah.

“Don't bring a lot of clothes. It's just overnight,” said Nessa.

“Iya, Mamah did not bring many clothes,” replied Mamah.

“Assalamualaikum,” said Mamah ended his talk.

“Waalalaikumsalam,” replied Nessa.

Nessa let out a long sigh and placed her phone on the table.

“Why?” fikri asked when he heard Nessa's breath.

“It's okay,” replied Nessa.

Nessa turned to Fikri's laptop screen.

“What is the father doing?” ask Nessa.

“Reply email to the company client who is in Bandung,” replied Fikri.

“Nessa help type, yes,” says Nessa.

“Not necessary. Soon finished,” replied Fikri.

Fikri continued typing the email.

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Nessa is waiting in front of the arrival terminal at Changi airport. He was picking up his parents. Behind Nessa stood a bodyguard tasked with guarding her. Soon his parents left the airport of arrival. Nessa waved her hand to her parents. Papah Dodi and Mamah Ika approach Nessa. Nessa kissed Mamah Ika's hand and hugged Mamah Ika.

“Anak Mamah Darling. Mama hasn't seen you in a long time. Now it is Singapore,” said Mamah Ika.

Mamah Ika let go of her embrace.

“How are you?” mamah Ika asked while looking at her eldest daughter.

“Alhamdullilah, Nessa is fine,” replied Nessa.

Then Nessa turned to her Papa. Nessa kissing Papah Dodi's hand.

“You are already Singaporean, yes?” ask Papah Dodi.

“No, Pah. Nessa remains Indonesian,” replied Nessa.

Then they headed to the airport waiting for Sam to come pick them up. Mr. Dod glanced back he felt like someone was following them.

“Nessa, looks like someone is following us,” whispered Papah.

Nessa looked back, she saw the bodyguards following them from behind.

“That's bodyguard, Pah,” says Nessa.

“Bodyguard? Awesome Papah child escorted by bodyguard,” said Papah.

“Forced, Pah. Because the situation is not conducive,” replied Nessa.

“Makanya Nessa was told to return to Indonesia, because Mr. Fikri was afraid Nessa became a victim,” said Nessa.

“What is the danger here?” ask Papah.

“Biasalah, Pah. Because of the fight for inheritance, people become dark-eyed. They justify all means in order to get the inheritance,” replied Nessa.

Not long after the car driven by Mr. Sam came. A Mercedes Benz V Class stopped in front of Nessa and her parents. Bodyguard opens the car door. Nessa and her parents got into the car. After closing the car door, the bodyguard enters the car. He sat next to Sam. The car left the airport.

They enjoyed the trip to Fikri's house while talking.

“Singapore has changed a lot. My mother has not been to Singapore for a long time. Last time Mamah came here when you were little,” said Mamah reminiscing about the past.

“When you're older, Mamah can only go for Hajj. If there is a windfall most go umroh,” said Mamah.

“Last Mamah umrah a year ago,” says Mamah.

“This year Mamah is not umrah, but a walk to Singapore,” said Mamah with a happy face.

“Iya, Mamah also know,” replied Mamah.

Finally they arrived in front of Fikri's house. Mamah looked at Fikri's house from the car in amazement.

“Very big house Fikri,” praise Mamah.

Bodyguard opens the car door. They got out of the car.

“Yes, Nes. What house is the palace? Very big,” said Mamah.

Nessa smiled at her astonished Mamah who saw Fikri's house.

“Let's go in,” says Nessa.

Nessa breaks the bell that pulls on the door of the house. Even though the outside is heavily guarded by guards, the door is still locked from the inside. Shortly after, my aunt opened the door.

“Assalamualaikum,” said Nessa when entering the house.

“Waalaikumsalam,” Aunty replied.

“Bi, this is my parents,” Nessa introduced her parents to Auntie.

“Welcome Mr and Mrs,” says Bibi.

“Thank you, Bi,” said Mamah.

“Come in. Nessa show Mom and Papah's room,” says Nessa.

Nessa took her parents upstairs.

“Nes, is this a home or a hotel? Very big,” said Mamah.

Nessa opened the door to her parents' room.

“Yes, Nes. The room is huge,” praise Mamah when they see their room.

“Let Mamah and Papah stay here,” says Nessa.

“Nes, is it true that Fikri is a conglomerate in Singapore?” ask Mamah.

“You know where?” is from Nessa asked back.

“Kata Papah,” replied Mamah.

“Iya, Mah. Mr. Fikri became the tenth richest man in Singapore,” replied Nessa.

“Wah, great. Already a rich man's son, have rich adoptive parents as well. Fikri really lucky,” praise Mamah.

“Shortly, Mah. Nessa wants to go to the room first but Nessa hasn't forgotten,” said Nessa.

Nessa leaves her parents' room to go to her room. Shortly after, he returned with a paper bag.

“What's up, Nes?” tanya Mamah pointed to the paper bag.

“This gift for Mamah and Papah from Pak Fikri,” Nessa gave paper bag to Mamah.

Mamah opened the paper bag given by Nessa.

“Alhamdullilah. We have a new perfume, Pah,” said Mamah.

“This is for Papah,” Mamah gave a perfume box for men to Papah.

Papah looked at the parfume box.

“This is original, Nes?” ask Papah.

“Iya, original. Nessa bought it at her counter at The Shoppes At Marine Bay Sands,” Nessa replied.

“What is The Shoppes At Marine Bay Sands?” ask Mamah.

“That's the name of the Mall in Singapore,” replied Nessa.

“Means expensive once,” says Papah.

“For sure, Pah,” replied Nessa.

Nessa did not mention the nominal price. His parents were surprised to know the price.

Suddenly the door of the room knocked. Nessa opens the door. Aunt standing in front of the room door.

“Non, lunch is ready,” Aunty said.

“Iya. Thank you, Bi,” said Nessa.

Aunt left the room.

“Lunch is ready. Let's eat first,” said Nessa.

“You are here so Madam yes, Nes?” ask Mamah.

“Ah, no. Nessa is just like them, her employee Pak Fikri,” replied Nessa.

“But they treat you politely. As if you were the mistress in this house,” Mamah said.

“Maybe because Nessa treated them well, so they were disinclined to Nessa,” Nessa replied.

Nessa didn't tell her parents that all the servants in the house were polite to her because Nessa was Fikri's future wife.

Nessa has not told her parents that she is Fikri's future wife. Nessa will only tell her parents if Fikri comes to propose to her parents' house. Let it be his secret for a while. He did not want to give false hope to his parents.