My wife's the General's son
Extra part 8

"Mas Akmal!" akhifa said full of shock.

"Hi, how's the candidate doing?" reply Akmal smiled sweetly.

"Ish, what the hell. Since when did you come?" ask Khifa curiously.

"Since these few days there has been no news from you" Akmal replied casually.

"Why are you here, Mom?"

"You want to take your lunch, you haven't eaten yet, have you?" akmal asked still with a sweet smile.

"I ate, Mom. There you go alone" replied Khifa without any sympathy.

"There can be, prospective husbands come all the way should be accompanied, this was even expelled," said Akmal did not accept.

Akhifa sat back in his great chair to restart his work. Akmal looked at the stiff girl while sitting on her butt at Akhifa's desk.

Instantly the pretty girl's eyes widened, This man began to provoke a loss of patience that there was only a little stock in his chest cavity.

"Mas, beware! I want to work!" throw the girl out.

"Your time is just for work, right?" ask Akmal not to think.

"If you knew what it was, then, Mas?" kifa stared lazily.

"Jude, just work, I'll sit here. So you painted the face of your future priest," Akmal smiled with anxiety.

"Mas!" the girl began to lose patience.

"What, Kangen huh? Me either. Come hug first," said the man as he spread out his hands hoping for the same reply.

"Hhh, what the hell are you!" Achifa put away the man's hand.

"Haha... Very angry, just deserved no man who wants other than me," as long as Obgyn doctor was back.

"Why, are you already engaged to me? Yaudah broke up" Khifa replied, making Akmal smile again.

"Udah dong, Dek, come on, accompany me to lunch. I'm so hungry" please ask the man to understand.

Akhifa was still pouting withstanding all her irritation. I'm afraid this guy is complaining to mom and dad. Duh, so the dilemma. Much of his work has not been completed.

"Udah dong thought. Comeon!"

"All right, I can't take long." Finally, the woman agreed to her future husband.

"Well, that's dong. Let's go my honey," Akmal said, making the girl want to vomit instantly.

The couple headed to the lunch spot. Akhifa just silent no interest to eat so only idle the food in front of him.

"Not eaten?" tanya Akmal stopped her mouthful.

"Kenyang, Mas, I told you I had eaten," explained Akhifa.

"Jude, here's a little bribe." Akmal directed the spoon containing the food to Achifa's mouth.

"No way!" said the woman dodged.

"No, little pa-pa. Let me finish your food." Akmal still insists. Finally, Akhifa opened her mouth.

"Udah, Mas, I'm full," said Akhifa refused the spoon that wanted to go back into his mouth.

After lunch, Akmal returned to deliver Akhifa to Boutique. However, the man did not come home soon, he still followed the woman back up to the second floor.

"Later on, I want to accompany the young candidate first while working," replied the man.

Akhifa just kept silent not wanting to respond again. For him now is how to get his work done soon, it's up to the man, he does not bother.

Akhifa immediately sat down in her great chair to paint a wedding dress design that had been agreed upon by her customers. The woman looked so focused that she completely ignored her future husband.

Akmal felt bored just in peacin by his future wife. He pulled out his phone trying to find busyness on the thin screen, nothing interesting, still the insensitive stiff girl who always stole his attention.

"Daddy, it's still a long time?" the man approached Achifa's table.

"Still, Mas. I told you my work was very much, there you went home to rest," replied Akhifa, his gaze without turning from the pencil and white paper on the table.

"No, let me just wait for you here" replied the man.

"Mas, what the hell are you doing? Why did you become my ngerecokin!" yelling Akhifa began to look impatient at the behavior of her future husband.

"I'm actually surprised by you, Father, you don't want to marry me?"

"Geez, Mas, I've got a lot of work to do. I don't want to talk about it" the girl said, not responding.

"But I want to discuss. Just asking for half a day you can't? So when do we get to know each other when you act like this!" Finally the man expressed what had been stored in his heart for the girl's attitude that was not pleasant for their relationship.

"So you're engaged to me?" ask Akhifa not to lose.

"I'm not sorry, but I just want you to understand, a relationship must be built with two partners who understand each other. All this time I've understood enough of your attitude."

"I'm busy, Mom!"

"I'm actually a lot busier, Fa. I try to make time for our relationship. How will our relationship be after marriage if you always do not have time," explained Akmal asked the woman's understanding.

Akhifa stopped her work, her gaze turning to the man standing before her. The girl was confused as to how to deal with this.

Akmal took the car keys and immediately left the room, but his steps stopped when Akhifa reached for his hand.

"Mas, wait a minute!" said the girl was trying to fix.

"Otherwise? You're busy, aren't you? Yaudah I'm leaving now." Akmal let go of the woman's handrails.

"Mas, wait. I'm coming" she asked her future husband to wait.

Akmal just kept quiet not going, but waiting. Akhifa immediately picked up her bag and went down with the man. A little relieved because the girl's heart was willing to understand.

On Achifa's journey only silence, his heart does not know what to do. Honestly, his feelings for the man have not been able to ascertain the truth.

"Where do we go, do we go straight home?" tanya Akmal opened the conversation.

"Whatever," replied the girl.

"What's the answer? Still thinking about work?"

"What the hell are you, Mas? Why am I so wrong. Where are you going now, you want us to get to know each other right? So, come on, don't confuse me for what to do again," replied Akhifa staring uncomprehendingly.

Akmal pulled his vehicle down the asphalt. The man looked at his girl who was not feeling well because of the demands of understanding from her.

Slowly the man's hand was stretched out gently by Achifa's hand. "Sir, have you not had any feelings for me all this time? Was my request so heavy for you?" akmal asked gently touching her feelings.

Achifa's feeling was uncertain when the soft hand of an obgyn doctor was holding her hand.

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