Not Struggled (R4)
°BDJ 56 : GET TO KNOW MORE CLOSELY FAMILY FATHER VAN’AR
°BDJ 56 : GET TO KNOW MORE CLOSELY FAMILY FATHER VAN’AR
The mini terrarium contains several types of cacti in one place that do not escape the sight of a pair of clear eyeballs belonging to the daughter of Radityan. The mini terrarium that has adorned her desk a few days back is a gift from her future husband.
Taking care of a cactus is like having a relationship. Difficult, difficult easy. The cactus will die without attention. Cactus can live with a little water, but that does not mean that cactus can live without water. It is the same as a relationship. Relationships can be intertwined with little attention, but that does not mean a relationship can survive without attention. Cactus will also die if excess water reserves, as well as relationships that are too much attention are sometimes not good.
So far, Nathan's mini terrarium has been a working companion for Alea. Friends relax as Alea's head is hit by various job demands, plus personal issues involving her own close friend. At least with Nathan's mini terrarium, Alea had something to distract from at work. Similarly, when Alea missed the mini terrarium giver.
In addition to this mini terrarium, Alea certainly has other flowers and ornamental plants that Nathan always gives on certain occasions. All that Alea kept in her mother's private depot. Most likely this mini terrarium will be brought home by Alea, because next week he will return home to prepare for his marriage to Nathan. Even the man is now in the country to ask permission from his father and his mother.
“How did Nathan react when he met Father and Mother?” monologue Alea after shutting down her MacBook. “What Father Van’ar will agree with good intentions brother Nathan?”
Alea knew very well if the man she called with the frills of ‘ay’ was not an ordinary person who was easy to persuade. Alea had heard that Arra—'s future husband Arsyad—'s sister, who was also the sister of her future husband, had to face Van’ when she wanted to express her good intentions to have a serious relationship with Arra. As a father, Van’ar certainly considered various aspects to test the man who wants to edit his daughter.
“Nona.”
Alea jacked up, staring towards the entrance. “Log, Is.”
“Sorry if I disturb miss. I've knocked on the door a few times, but miss doesn't seem to hear my knock.”
“Astagfirullah. Sorry, Is. Just now I seemed to be daydreaming.”
“It's okay, miss,” said Annante's replacement secretary.
“What's up?” ask Alea. Ismi cannot come without being called, unless there is something to be said.
“In the lobby there is sir Louis. CEO Anderson Cooperation, looking for miss. He asked permission to speak to miss.”
Alea let out a small sigh as she glanced at the watch circling her left wrist. “Please tell him if I don't have time for today.”
Alea's refusal to give back. It was not the first time the man wanted to meet Alea, but Alea steadfastly refused. For now there are three people he must stay away from, namely Annante, Louis and Lea.
“Please convey my rejection clearly and kindly. Can?”
“Can, miss.”
“Then you can come back. I will also be home early today, so you can also go home faster.”
Ismi nodded from where she stood. “Good, miss.”
Alea had promised her father and future husband, if in the future she should stay away from them. Especially Louis and Annante. As much as possible Alea limited the meeting with the two of them, let alone ahead of the wedding day. So that no more unpleasant incidents occur due to misunderstandings between them.
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“Tomorrow come to this address by late afternoon.”
The beautiful man in orange with slightly brownish skin when struck by light was thrusting a paper on the Dwiarga brothers.
“Besok really?”
“Hm. Dad asked, even if you have time.”
“Ok,” says the youngest of the Dwiarga family. Undertakes. “Ah, yes. Here, first, Yon. Don't go.”
“Why?” ask the youngest son Keevan’ it to the point.
“Shortly. Brother, right, rarely see you. We need to talk,” said Gean while hugging the sturdy shoulder of the prospective sister-in-law.
“If you play here who is looking for Mbak Arra. How do you want time to talk?”
Gean laughed arrogantly at the insinuations of his future sister-in-law. It's true, joking with TNI members is different tastes. “This is someone who wants acquaintance,” said Gean.
The official meeting between his family and Radityan's family has just concluded. Now Gean and his family are going home, after saying goodbye to the Radityan family. The meeting point has also been obtained. All the core members of Radityan received well the goodwill of the Dwiarga family who would have interred one of their daughters. The wedding will take place in the fourth month of Sayyidul Ayyam later that has entered the month of Swayal. As recommended by Sayyidah Aisyah radiallahu anhu. As Nathan has learned in the Qurratul ’uyun.
“Kenalin, brother brother. Uh, how the hell does that mean?” Gean was confused by his own words. “The bottom line, this is future husband mbak Alea. His brother brother,” added Gean, introducing the brother with his sister-in-law.
“Arion,” said the youngest while sticking out his hand. As the youngest man, he was quite sensitive.
“Nathan,” Nathan said while replying to Arion's hand. “It's nice to meet you. I hear you are very active in the union,” continued Nathan when their handshake was released.
“Hm.”
Gean laughs awkwardly at Arion's response which reflects the double D attitude aka flat and cold, the hallmark of his future father-in-law who was adopted completely by the son. “Bang Arsyad is home too, ‘right? how did you not see?”
“Maybe above, accompany his wife. If you want to talk to your brother, let me call you.”
“No need, Yon. Later disrupt the break brother with his wife. Next time aja.”
Arion nodded in response.
“Other times if you have free time, brother play to Bandung want?” tawar Gean.
“See later only. You see, the annual leave is planned to be taken at the wedding of Arra's brother and sister. Most likely during the tea wedding Alea also could not take time off.”
“That's yes?”
“Hm.”
Gean smiled awkwardly while scratching his nape. He then turned to his brother with an unpleasant face. It is difficult to approach the Radityan family, not all of them are easy to approach.
“Then I hope next time you have time to play to Bandung. I want to pit my shooting skills with you,” Nathan said suddenly.
Gean almost dropped his jaw on hearing the brother's words. However, who would have thought if it was taken seriously by his stingy sister-in-law.
“Good. Later I schedule to play to the city of Kembang if you get rations leave.”
Nathan smiled faintly as he nodded. “We will soon be a family. I hope we can be closer.”
“Hm. I also hope so,” said Arion responded. “Please take care of Alea tea, because in the end you who managed to get a golden ticket to become her priest. Like bang Gean got mbak Arra. I believe you will take care of my sisters properly.”
Nathan nodded with a faint smile on his lips. “You can hold the words of these aviators.”
Arion responded with a brief nod. “Then, can I also ask for something?”
“Of course.”
“In the next meeting, let's air with me. I want to be a flying partner of one of the proud young pilots of Indonesia.”
Nathan's smile grew wider and wider. “Good idea. I also do not mind having the partner of an Air Force Army member who has a myriad of pretations.” He looked at the young man before him warmly. “I hope that opportunity will come soon.”
“I hope so too.”
‘Well, is this how can you suddenly become familiar? How's the story?’ batin Gean, who has been a spectator since then between Nathan and Arion, is united by similarities through hobbies and professions.
Unbeknownst to them, their interaction with the youngest had not escaped Big Lear's pair of soot eyes from his bedroom balcony with his wife.
“Mas is looking at what?”
The soft voice of the wife who came with a soft touch on her biceps, made the middle-aged man who still kept the handsome gurats turn his head. Staring directly at the beautiful face of the wife who is still the same in her eyes, like the first time she saw him first— when they were newlyweds.
“Arion seems to be close to them.”
“Arion?”
The mother of three approached the balcony, looking down. However, his hand that was covered by the arm of the robe had first been pulled slowly by the husband. She looked at her husband with a frown.
“Let's see your face,” said the husband.
The woman who works as a doctor smiled as she took a step back. If the husband has said so, he as a wife obeys face. Especially now that he had removed the face cover that he had used.
“Arion not easy close to new people, mas. Maybe Alea's future husband has something in common with Arion, so it has a topic that fits with Arion.”
“Hm. The boy was too stingy to talk. Difficult adaptability. Sell expensive pula.”
Aurra looked at the husband in disbelief. “Mas is not wrong about Arion like that? Arion is very similar to you, ma'am. Kayak bang Arsyad.”
The father of three smiled as he grabbed the wife's palm for her to hold. “Iya. Similar to me, because I'm his father.”
“Nah, it's mas know,” sahut Aurra while staring at the face of the husband. “You used to be so in the eyes of others, mas.”
“But not if in front of you,” elak Van’ar while bringing the wife into their room. He then dropped a sweet kiss on the wife's forehead. “Maybe Arion will also follow in his father's footsteps. Peel talk in front of others, but chatty in front of his halal partner.”
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VanRa always make melting 🥰🥰
Sukabumi 10-08-22