
Oma said goodbye after all that agreement. He will come again to bring Bhishma to Ijab the second qabul. Mama Lisa and Kia drove her up to the car and let her go until it passed far from the presence of the two.
"They're very nice huh, Kia? Hopefully, Bhishma will be as good as Omanya."
"Ta, hopefully." hope Kia, by wiping the beautiful ring that has now been embedded in her ring finger.
They entered again, found Mr. Arman with his cigar and still in the same place. Kia did not approach him, preferring to go back to the room and sit there. Moreover, there is no preparation of anything that will be in the title. A little family event, and they ordered catering from one of Mama Lisa's friends.
"Pa... Papa seriously, won't you take Kia's party one bit? Kia's the first kid, Pa. It's less fitting, if the show's just like this."
"He's even done it all. So, Mama can only design everything to run smoothly" said Mr. Arman who looks bland.
"After all, it's Kia who doesn't want to be here anymore. He wants to get away from us. So, don't stop." he added. He stood up and walked out of his chair, reaching for the suit hanging on the wall. Which was prepared for him to go to work back to his hotel.
Miris indeed, if you look at the circumstances that exist. A first child is usually showered with luxury for his party, let alone a wedding that should be once in a lifetime. All will come to congratulate and present a beautiful and luxurious, and equally happy for the bride. But not for Kia. Who can't even just want to invite his close friends who are just some of those people. But at least, he will be free from the restraints of the Father at this time.
"While I don't know, how I'll be there." he muttered alone. Sitting leaned back hugging her knees on her large bed.
"Wait for your sister first, so that Oma does not tell me twice" said the oma, who looked at Jinan with all her impatience.
"Yes, Oma?" Sapa Bhishma who has come near. He sat down and waited for the Oma to give him happy news and his response to the candidate he had chosen.
"Oma's met Kia. The man is beautiful and well mannered. Speak the language is good, Oma likes him." praise the Oma. Although a little awkward in the ears of Bisma, because several times meet Kia there is a bar-bar girl for him.
"Maybe, it's her rabbit mode. The shy and sweet in front of others. It would be very funny to see it that way." delusional Bhishma.
"Keep, how's the wedding?" jinan asked, still with his ego not to approve the marriage.
"Marriage is tomorrow. And Bhishma prepared with the recitation of Ijab the qabul which had to be promised. Because tomorrow there's no show, until it's gonna be over sooner than it used to be."
"Bright... No events whatsoever? Mending Jinan dong, who said Aib, but still in the party. I don't think there's a price for an impromptu wedding sister." Jinan sneered, spontaneously coming out of her mouth.
"Whatever you say, Jinan. But when you touch my wife, you'll know the consequences. Take it," threatened Bisma who looked very upset this time. Jinan was only thieving, because the older brother began to dare to threaten and say hard to him for the sake of Akiia. In fact, all this time she was the queen of the house and the favorite of Bhishma before marrying Surya.