The Detective And The Doctor
Side Story - My heart, Help!

Danisha is confused about what to wear tonight because Ghani didn't say official or semi-official. Finally Danisha chose to wear a pink Sabrina blouse and high waist jeans.

Her long hair was simply tied up the same as her makeup. Her heart is pounding waiting for Iwan to come, whether it can be on time or not because Danisha knows her papa is very tight with time. Bara and himself had been hit by Ghani's scolding because it was five minutes late from the appointment to go home for a walk.

At 18:55, Danisha was in the living room biting her fingernails. You're late, exhausted by papa.

Alexandra and Ghani came out of the room and asked Danisha.

"Where's Iwan?" ask Ghani.

"Can still be at 18:57 papaaaa" Danisha said.

A housekeeper came inside to inform him that a man was riding on the Vespa to meet with Giandra's family.

"Send in!" danisha orders while breathing a sigh of relief. Ghani, Alexandra and Danisha are now walking towards the living room.

"The vespa?" ask Ghani.

"Yes pa. Iwan only has Vespa" replied Danisha. "The color is green. I've been a fucking prick."

Ghani and Alexandra just looked at each other.

"Assalamualaikum" said Iwan.

"Wa'alaikum greetings" replied the three people who were in the living room. Danisha was amazed to see Iwan's makeup. Oh, my God, the handsome.

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Ghani stared at the man with a serious look. "18.59. Just one minute, Iwan."

"True Mr. Giandra. At least it's still a little timely."

"I don't want to make small talk. Tell me about yourself" Ghani asked as she sat down.

"My name is Iwan Aradhana Yustiono, the only child of the late Sofyan Yustiono and Kinanti. I'm 28 years old, an UNS economics graduate and I fell in love with your daughter two years ago Mr. Giandra."

"Why do you dare to tell my daughter?"

"Because I had to convince myself first whether I was really in love with my father's daughter or just amazed. And the answer to my prayers during this time is when yesterday Miss Danisha hugged me with my Vespa without hesitation. Only Miss Danisha dared to hug my waist besides my mother when I knew Miss Danisha was not the type of woman who could hug a man who was not her brother."

Iwan moistened his lips to reduce his nervousness.

"I'm sorry Mr. Giandra if I'm presumptuous to like and love your daughter. I know I'm not like other rich men, I can't give Miss Danisha luxury items but I promise to father and mother Giandra, I will always love, I will always love, respect and love Miss Danisha with all my heart. My love is simple sir, but I keep trying to make Miss Danisha happy."

Iwan looked at Ghani and Alexandra with a serious face. At least I said it. Problems accepted Danisha and her parents, I resigned.

Ghani looked at Danisha. "Have you got the answer to your one-third night prayer, Nisha?"

"It's pa."

"Which is?"

"I received love mas Iwan Aradhana" replied Danisha calmly.

Iwan gawking. Mas's?

"You heard Iwan? My daughter is just like you. So, I as a parent can only give my blessing for the relationship between you two and the one I ask of you, Wan. Your words tonight are your promise to me, her mother Danisha and Nisha herself. If you deny it, you'll know the consequences." Ghani stared intently at Iwan.

"God willing I keep my promise to no. uh... Danisha because I know it's not easy to get your daughter. If I dare to break, my life is at stake."

Ghani smiles smirk. "Good!"

After dinner, Ghani and Alexandra sit on the living room sofa chatting while Danisha and Iwan are in the backyard, precisely in the gazebo built by Opa Hiro.

The two sat side by side without a word coming out of their mouths.

"Mass?" Iwan asked after venturing to ask why Danisha said so.

Danisha. "Why? Can't you?"

Iwan smiled broadly. "No, I'm really happy!"

Danisha smiled with a reddened face.

"I haven't said yes that you're really pretty tonight" Iwan praised. After her burden was lifted because Danisha felt the same way and the blessing of Ghani was in hand, she felt free to tease the girl of her dreams.

"Thank you."

"Pak Ghani is fierce" Iwan commented.

"Galak when it comes to children especially I'm a girl" said Danisha while looking at the sky of Solo.

"I too, if I had a daughter, would behave like Ghani."

Danisha. "Why did you fall in love with me?"

Iwan laughed a little. "Honestly, I've been fascinated to see the bule girl that Ms. Sabrina brought. Friendly girl, fluent in Indonesian

who apparently likes liwet rice."

"Huh?" Danisha confused. "Liwet's rice?"

"I've seen you eat liquefied rice with her chuckle with maybe your housekeeper. Then I also saw you in Wedhangan with just shorts and t-shirts and flip-flops, with the fine eating of rice milkfish."

"When that?" Danisha is confused when Iwan sees her.

"It's been a long time but I saw you when I came home overtime" replied Iwan. "In my heart, seeing you whose money is not radiant but with a simple meal makes me even more amazed. At first it was just awe but the more here my feelings are more different and deep."

Iwan looked up at the sky. "But I know who I am, who you are. My feeling was only that I was self-fulfilling but still I couldn't help but pay attention even though it was simple. I can only afford to give you a simple meal for lunch because I know you always eat at the office. And my heart always beats when you always say 'Thank you Mr. Iwan, the food is good'."

Iwan smiled as he looked at Danisha. "I didn't know that you did the same thing doing prayer in a third of the night."

Danisha smile. "I'm just looking for the best because almost simultaneously the three of you are present in my life and I don't want to give my heart to the wrong person. And I say a prayer in the third of my night and you're the one who's always there."

Iwan nodded because it was the fact that he, Asen and Ezra appeared together. It's only natural that Danisha finds out who deserves to be her partner.

"Two years like pungguk miss the moon but today I've got the moon" Iwan kekeh.

"In the office we still have to be formal yes mas" pinta Danisha who makes Iwan blush.

Geez, my heart! - Iwan stroked his chest.

"Why you?" ask Danisha.

"It looks like my heart will fall short of its rhythm every time you call me 'gold'."

Danisha.

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