My secretary the Old Virgin
43. Proposing

Nessa sits next to her mom and dad. Fikri kept looking at her lover. Nessa smiled at Fikri.

“Nessa, Fikri and her family came all the way from Bandung here to propose to you,” said papah.

“Is Fikri application accepted or not?” ask papah.

Nessa turned to Fikri for a moment. The man's face seemed so tense waiting for an answer from Nessa.  Nessa turned back to her face.

“Nessa accept, Pah,” replied Nessa.

“Alhamdullilah,” says everyone in the room.

Next is the installation of an engagement ring by Ibu Dira. Dira's mother wears a ring on Nessa's ring finger. A diamond ring tied in white gold, looking pretty on Nessa's ring finger. Nessa is officially Fikri's wife.

“When is your wedding date?” ask papah.

“Quickly, Om. At the latest a month from now,” replied Fikri.

“What's not too rushed?” ask papah.

“No, Om. Because Fikri's work is a lot. And Fikri wants Nessa to always accompany Fikri wherever Fikri goes,” replied Fikri.

“Well if you want it to,” papah said.

“Then where are you getting married? Jakarta? Bandung's? Bali's? Or Singapore?” ask papah.

“Nessa wants where?” Fikri asked Nessa.

“Nessa wants to be in Jakarta, so friends and colleagues can attend our wedding,” replied Nessa.

“But it's up to Aa only. Maybe Aa has other plans,” said Nessa.

“How's Fikri? Nessa says it's up to Aa Fikri,” asks papah.

“Fikri wants to be held in Bali. At our hotel, Om,” replied Fikri.

“Oh, so you want it in Bali? At your hotel, are you?” ask papah.

“Iya, Om,” replied Fikri.

“Begini, Fik,” by Pak Taufik.

“Sorry, Mr. Dody I interrupted first,” said Mr. Taufik.

“It's okay. Please,” replied papah.

“Fik, you can hold a wedding reception at your hotel. But you have to rent a plane to take Nessa's brother and co-workers to Bali. Even you also have to provide lodging for them,” said Mr. Taufik.

“OK. No problem,” replied Fikri lightly.

“Aa,” whispered Nessa while glaring.

Even though Fikri is rich and has a lot of money, it still should not be spoiled like that.

There was a boisterous sound from the Nessa family after hearing Fikri's words.

“It seems Nessa disagrees less. Tell you what, you two talk about it first. We as parents leave everything to you. We are just waiting for the answer, where and when will you menkah,” said papah.

“How, Mr Taufik?” ask papah.

“I agree. Let them make the decision. Moreover, Fikri, he was already a great businessman. He must be smart to make a decision,” replied Mr. Taufik.

“Ya is the answer then. Now we better have dinner. Pity for sure everyone is hungry,” said papah.

“Please all eat the dishes we have prepared!” exciting papah.

All guests who attended immediately went to the place where dinner dishes were served. A variety of foods are served on the buffet table.

Now there is a bride in that room. Fikri's approaching Nessa.

“Why is your face pouting like that?” fikri asked to see Nessa sitting with a frown.

“It should be beaming if it is officially proposed,” said Fikri.

“Same regret Aa. What's Aa scattering money like that for?” nessa asked in annoyance.

“It's okay. That's part of the business strategy,” replied Fikri casually

“What does Aa mean?” ask Nessa.

“We all promote our hotel. Those present at our wedding are not only your friends and your relatives, but there are your papah friends, your mama, my papah business relationship, my mama. Anyway there are many more present to our wedding,” said Fikri.

“So far and the fare is expensive who wants to come?” ask Nessa.

“Udah so fitting weekend, hotel rental price also rose,” said Nessa.

“You just calm down. They are definitely coming,” said Fikri confidently.

“Have not frowned again, yes,” said Fikri.

“You're so beautiful tonight,” praise Fikri while smiling at her lover.

Suddenly someone shouted from the front of the house.

“Nessa!”

Nessa and Fikri turned towards the voice. Fitri was walking quickly towards them. His bulging stomach did not make Fitri move quickly. While behind her husband Reza followed Fitri in a row.

“Honey, the road is not fast,” said Reza.

Nessa approaches Fitri. Nessa hugged Fitri.

“I miss you, Nes,” Fitri said as she hugged Nessa tightly.

“I miss you too,” answered Nessa while rubbing Fitri's back.

While Reza looked at the two of them in horror. Because Fitri hugged Nessa so tightly.

“Honey, curve it not too tightly. Poor baby, later tight,” said Reza.

“Iiihhh, Mas kirewaet very anyway. I miss Nessa,” protest Fitri.

Nessa took off her hug.

“How are you doing with my nephew?” nessa asked as she rubbed Fitri's stomach.

“Alhamdullilah healthy, Nes,” Fitri replied.

“How many months has it been?” ask Nessa.

“Mau road five months,” replied Fitri.

Fitri looked at the face of Nessa who was rubbing Fitri's stomach.

“Nes, you are so beautiful, anyway,” praise Fitri.

“Ah, you pinter praise,” said Nessa.

“Iiihhh, really. If you do not believe ask the same Mr. Fikri,” said Fitri.

“Eh, wrong. Aa Fikri,” ralat Fitri.

“Aa Fikri's. Nessa is beautiful, isn't she?” ask Fitri to Fikri.

“Beauty once,” replied Fikri.

“Tuh, right. Said Aa Fikri, you are beautiful,” said Fitri.

“Already ah mujinya. Have you eaten yet?” ask Nessa.

“Not yet. It was from the house of Mamah mas Reza directly here. Afraid to finish the application event,” replied Fitri.

“Let's eat first,” said Nessa then embrace Fitri's back.

“Ayo A's. Come Mas Reza. We eat first,” take Nessa.

Nessa and Fitri walked towards the dining area while embracing each other's backs. While behind Fikri and Reza followed them from behind.

After the dinner, the guests gather again in the living room of Nessa's house. But this time it was Fikri who spoke directly to the family.

“We have decided our wedding venue. We will do it in Bali. At our hotel. And the time is one month from now, there is a possibility of advancing a few days. But it's impossible to back down, because I'm so busy and Nessa has to come with me wherever I go,” Fikri said.

“For accommodation and hotel we will provide. If anyone wants to come to Bali please contact my secretary,” said Fikri.

But suddenly Fikri was silent as if he was thinking.

“I forgot that my secretary is Nessa,” Fikri said with a smile.

“For families who want to come to Bali, please contact Nessa. Because the place is limited. That's just an announcement from us,” continued Fikri.

“So her decision to get married in Bali?” ask papah.

“Iya, Om,” replied Fikri.

“You've convinced Nessa, yes?” ask papah.

“Of course, Om,” replied Fikri.

“Thank God if you can make your own decisions. Om and Aunty approve and provide support,” said papah.

After that Fikri and his family came home because it was night. Do not forget mamah gave a hand to the Fikri family.

Nessa drove Fikri to the front of the fence.

“Tomorrow morning I pick up, yes. We both go back to Bandung,” said Fikri before heading to the car.

“Iya, A,” replied Nessa.

Fikripun walked towards his car while waving to Nessa. Nessa returned Fikri's hand.