Sandriana, My Lovely Sist
Part 71's. Giving My Child Happiness.

The grandeur and grandeur of a love is manifested through an atmosphere that is awakened in a large area of the house that is transformed into a party. Such a beautiful party venue is very nicely prepared by professionals in its field. The title of marriage of two lovers that has risen in the heart of a mother and is approved by the regulator of the human lifeline.

A papi who loves his children does not mind the wedding party held in their big house, realizing the desire of Sandro who wants a private party and the desire of Sandriana who wants a garden party, Sandro, and their home is the best place to realize two different wishes about their dream wedding.

Truly, the stage of life is full of amazing things, the relationship of an older brother and a younger brother who later in reality change each other find love Adam's children, the, love is present long before the two are aware of their individual feelings, as they follow the impulse to walk down a path full of tender and beautiful, feelings, they find the goodness of love that unites them to a higher will in a marriage.

Sandro stood before the large mirror in his room, observing his perfect appearance this morning in a tuxedo that further accentuated his perfect physique, not for his daily routine but for a sacred event that will be held in a moment.

The door of his room was knocked, Timo opened the door and bowed respectfully when he saw who was there.

“Can I meet Young Master?”

“Please Mr. Rahmadi.”.

Sandro turned around and stepped towards the door when he found out who was coming.

“Dad..”

“Young Master, forgive me for interrupting.. there is something I want to convey..”.

“Come on Dad, why are you still so formal, don't mention me to Young Master.”.

With a hint of his eyes, Sandro asked Timo and Age to leave the room. Sandro realizes that if Rahmadi's father specifically came to his room, it must be something very personal. When the door closes from the outside…

“Let's father, don't hesitate anymore, from today's father really be my father... I'm really a father's son.. So treat me as a father's son from now on.”.

Sandro shows a place on the sofa for Rahmadi's father to sit there, Sandro himself took a chair and placed it in front of the father who still looks a little stiff.

“Iya.. yes.... uh.. dad wants to say something about Dria directly on...”.

Father was still reluctant to mention the name of the Young Master, just staring awkwardly. Sandro smiled, a reverse was seen Rahmadi's nervous and groggy father while Sandro who trained to face many situations looks calm, either later during the Blessing and Reception event.

“Say father..”.

“Eh mmm yes... look at.. uh nak Sandro...”.

Rahmadi's father exhaled a deep breath, very seemingly not free to convey something as he had intended. The father even though he had said that he had seen this Young Master like his own son but actually his feelings were different, he still could not see the Young Master who always looked very charismatic with confidence as a child, Rahmadi's father still felt small in front of his future daughter-in-law.

Rahmadi's father's feelings are mixed, he does not need to worry actually because who will be the husband of his daughter is someone who can guarantee the full future of his son because of the abundance of his property. But the feeling was so intense when he saw his son so humiliated in the past, slumped and embarrassed in the presence of a young man at that time, it would never go away and was a big reason why he was so afraid of releasing Dria for Sandro.

The feeling of being a failed father gives happiness to his only child makes Rahmadi's father want to talk privately with a man who will live with his favorite daughter, he said, he had hopes Sandro would always make Dria happy. There's no way she'll intervene again after Dria officially becomes Sandro's wife.

“Dad... father has no other child, only Dria... and father... does not give happiness to this father's child..”.

Rahmadi's father is down in control of his emotions, a surge of emotion has played in him nearing his son's wedding day.

“Dad... I think Dria feels the opposite with dad, she is happy with dad. Dria didn't say it but I knew after marriage she didn't really want to be away from me. Therefore I promised my father, we will often go to the city of S accompanied my father, it was my goal to build a house there father..

Rahmadi's father raised his wet face as he could not hold back the flow of tears coming out of his eye patch.

“Pardon the father so emotional..but I want to ensure the happiness of the father's son, let me beg Sandro to make the father's daughter happy forever.”.

“I promise dad, I will always make Dria happy..”.

Sandro smiled wanting to calm Rahmadi's father who stared expectantly. While Rahmadi's father has not fully been able to let go of his fear. He believed the Young Master before him could make his daughter happy, he had witnessed it with his own eyes, but his heart was not yet completely free, there was still something propping up there.

“But, Dria has many shortcomings, son. please accept all the shortcomings of Dria...”.

“I'm also not a perfect man, father..”.

“What son Sandro already know the condition of Dria in the past, father has told the Big Master.”.

Sandro looked at Rahmadi's father's face, he caught the spotlight of worry and perhaps fear about his son Sandriana's state.

“Regarding that, I already know father..dad not to worry, I love Dria, I love her very much, I have accepted Dria's situation since I first knew about it..”.

Sandro said while looking directly at Rahmadi's father's face, as if to assert about his sincerity about what he said, the inner struggle about Dria's condition has been completed. Rahmadi's father still looked at his future son-in-law, his anxiety was answered, he thought before this the Great Lord was still keeping Dria's condition a secret, which was why she had become restless since her son's wedding date was set.

“What... does the Big Lord tell you everything?”

“Iya father.. but.. I want to ask you one thing a long time ago.”.

“What do you want Sandro to ask?”

“Regarding the child born Dria..”.

Sandro said in a low voice, he could predict that the child was gone because he saw Dria who always looked more attentive to the boy figure, seeing Dria who cared so much for Josef. If that bike and that dear to a child, it is impossible for Dria to ignore her own child.

“Dria didn't tell nak Sandro?”

“I never asked him, I've seen Dria so depressed and sad when the existence of the child was offended by someone.”.

Rahmadi's father nodded in understanding, all this time his son had never once mentioned about the child he had born, even seeing the child's grave never, the father himself never asked the cause, the cause was never, even for the father himself there was once a span of time where he forgot he once had a grandson.

“The child is only given two days of life in this world. and when the child is not Dria so blame him.

“So yes... I also think like that dad..”.

Rahmadi's father ventured to look at her future daughter-in-law for a long time now, once again wanting to ensure Sandro's acceptance of Dria's whereabouts.

“What is true...is it true that Sandro doesn't mind this? Dria once had a child..”.

Father said in a heavy tone, as heavy as his heart that had not calmed down to release his daughter into Sandro's hands.

“Dad...it has been a long time since I accepted, that is why I continue my desire to marry Dria...Today please father do not hesitate to entrust Dria to me, I promise on behalf of my own life that Dria will be happy with me. Please father trust me.”.

Sandro said slowly, understanding that this was the source of the fear he saw in the look on Rahmadi's father's face, fear of this being a defect in Dria's life that will affect Sandro's treatment of Dria and will automatically be a hindrance to Dria's happiness.

Hearing the intonation that showed Sandro's earnestness in his words, Rahmadi's father breathed a sigh of relief. He could only put his son's happiness on Sandro, slowly a feeling of peace permeated the heart of Rahmadi's father.

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Sorry old Aby absent up new part. Two days mager was very tired...

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