Possessive Leader
plan kost

“I don't want to get married!” Reject Jesi once more steadily, she moved from her seat

“Cute to my room, Al.” Invite him while drawing Alya's hand that is still dumbfounded to see the debate with the father.

“Jesi dengerin dad first! Father not finished talking.” Burhan shouted but his long-term daughter did not look at him at all.

Burhan pinched his temple while exhaling a long breath, “huft. Parents haven't finished talking 'just played away.”

“Your son is also well. It's just a drink first to calm down.” Sari gave her husband a glass of water.

“lagian father was not really about, already know the child again heartbroken even in the gas ask for marriage.” Further.

“It is precisely because he is heartbroken. Dad does not want Jesi too long to dissolve in sadness. Look, not one day his eyes have been crying continuously. Though already know his girlfriend who waji ngan but still dijisin.”

“Again dad was getting tired of taking care of his own company, we need a successor that can be trusted. Our daughter is not good mom, without a competent husband she will not be able to continue the business that we have built long ago. Jesi that ngebedain a good person just pretend he can not.” Burhan.

Sari fell silent, everything her husband said was true. He realized that maybe all this time had not educated Jesi well. The only princess of the puppet was always pampered with all the facilities, though, cultivation of mutual assistance that is taught is indeed a proven success of Jesi who always helps the people around him selflessly but on the other hand the girl so easily used by others. Her favorite daughter became too innocent and innocent.

“Dad already got a future husband for Jesi?”

“Already. You remember that boy whose father's company almost collapsed ten years ago? A crying high school boy who risks whatever he can for his father's company to keep him from going out of business. For the sake of the mother who was sick because of too many thoughts, for the sister who was bullied because she was suddenly poor. The boy is now an adult, being a smart man, wise and full of authority.” Burhan.

“Yang his mother gave me the recipe for fried rice kampung is not it? Jesi until now likes the same fried rice.”

“Iya right that one, bu.” Reply Burhan with passion. For Burhan the figure of the child who is so responsible even though he is still a boy makes it give more opportunities. Helping by investing a lot of funds to help a company that is almost out of business, it is not easy to make the company back to stable even he suffered many losses at the beginning. But for the sake of a child who he thinks has great potential he mengikhlaskan funds to develop young potential in front of his eyes. Burhan still vividly remembered the words of the eighteen-year-old boy.

“Thank you for helping us when you suddenly left. When all papa investors run away, Om still survives even though the company is almost bankrupt. Later, if I was an adult anything I would do for Om.” Said the boy who was still wearing all black clothes after the funeral of the father.

“Start from the school with the best grades. Continue to college, do not think about the cost and the company. Learn it well. Later be my daughter-in-law, husband for my daughter only way.”

“Good, Om. Thanks for everything.”

As Burhan and Sari get excited about discussing the future son-in-law, they forget that the princess is still rejecting their plans.

Inside the room Jesi was still crying in Alya's arms, even Alya's wide headscarf was soaked by Jesi's tears. And the more annoying accidentally Jesi instead shrank her snot using Alya's hijab.

Sreetts...

“Yes sorry, Al. I even wear your veil. Not on purpose.”

No other choice, Alya opened her veil, “Neither, Jes.”

“Udah well don't cry anymore. Didn't cape from earlier cry? I've seen cape, Jes.”

“Yes because I'm sprained, Al. I could have asked him to marry me. Not very sensitive anyway I again broken heart this.” Upset Jesi.

“Ah damn zidan zidun.. I hate!”.

“Raya also. You fucking miker sabahat! Haram I've got them like him.” Jesi Umbat.

“Udah. Enough!” Alya hugged her forcibly and again Jesi cried again.

“Gue. I'm behind, Al. Arrgh I hate them!” shout Jesi. The pain of betraying his best friend is far greater than losing Zidan.

“Friendly taii cat!!” cursed again.

“Udah Jes. It's not good girls talk rough like that. Udah well..” persuade Alya.

“Now mending you think your parents said earlier Jes. Don't think the same Raya Kak Zidan continue, unfaedah tau.” Its effects.

Jesi was silent for a moment. He pinched his long hair then smashed the original.

“Al, you know not if the boarding at the campus decket how well per month?”

“Kost?” alya and Jesi asked.

“After I was there the hostel a year, Jes. Three to four million that a year. If the monthly fall is more expensive, six to seven hundreds. But rarely, mostly yearly.”

“We're doing an internship on a paycheck, Al?” Jesi kept asking.

“After I'm on salary. But not full like employees in the company. yes according to our performance lah.” Alya.

“Lo have no money Al? Five million. I need to pinjem first. Pay me if I get a salary from an internship.”

Alya frowned in wonder not to understand what Jesi was thinking, “I have. But what's Jes doing?”

“Gue pinjem can?”

“Iya can Jes. I have pinjemin. But make what?”

“Gue wants to be a boarding boy. Free if I stay here continue to be sure the same father mother will continue to make a meaning for marriage. I'm not married yet, Al. In the dictionary, there is no young marriage. I want to be a career woman I tuh.” Jesi Sayings.

“Tonight you nginep here well. Help me pack-packing clothes.” Imbuh Jesi full of coercion.

“NGinep? No promise, Jes. I have never slept outside. I could have snagged brother.” Reject Alya.

“Udah did call aja brother lo. Say if you want to nginep, if I need to say nothing.” Force it again while taking Alya's phone.

“Ih patiently at Jes..” complained Alya when the call was not connected but his best friend had taken his phone.

“Halo... her sister Alya well.. “ said Jesi when her call was connected.

“ini I have Alya.. uh uh yes walaikusalam..”.

“Gini Brother.. Uh brother.. ah what the hell I called him. anyway I just want to tell you tonight Alya want to sleep in my house. That's it, please understand because I'm again heartbroken because I got stabbed my own friend. I don't accept rejection! Wassalamualaikum.” Not a single word was heard from his interlocutor but Jesi continued to nyerocos and ended the call without waiting for Alya's sister to give permission to stay the night.