
"Dahlia, will you and your family be home tonight?"
While giving two plastic bags containing rice boxes, Mukhlas tried to talk to Dahlia who was none other than the sister of the girl he loved. This is how Mukhlas paid attention to Lily. In order not to be too flashy, the young man always gave lunch to Lily but through the older brother. Not only that, tonight he plans to visit Lily's residence.
Dahlia reviewed the slight smile on her lips while receiving the plastic bag given by Mukhlas. "Thank you very much. Even every day I trouble you with this box of rice."
"Not bother at all, Dahlia. I'm just so happy to be able to give you lunch as well as your sister. Will you and your family be home tonight? I mean no show going anywhere?"
Dahlia nodded her head. "Yes, my family and I are at home, there is absolutely nothing. What is it, Mas?"
Dahlia's forehead shriveled a little. He was very curious about Mukhlas' question. Because as long as he started to get close to this young man, he never asked what his agenda was at night.
"There's nothing Dahlia, just asking. Then I'll go first. Don't forget to give this one box of rice to your sister. And enjoy the food I brought you."
"Thank you very much Mukhlas."
In the end Mukhlas swung his legs to return to his study. While Dahlia, was still in a riveted mode. He really wondered what the young man meant by asking about it later tonight.
Not wanting to get too absorbed in the curiosity, Dahlia eventually returned to the packing room, to resume her work.
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"Eh, listen to today mas Mukhlas will propose a girl who is not far from this place. Who is it, the lucky girl who will be edited by Mas Mukhlas?"
"Then anyway? Where did you hear from?"
"Obsp clear from a reliable source. And can be proved to be true."
"We just wait, whose house will be visited by mas Mukhlas tonight. One of the residents of the house is what he will make a wife."
The chat of the employees-manager factory successfully made the soul of curiosity Dahlia thrashed. He who had previously put kecimpring into the packaging to not focus on his work. The woman seemed busy dividing her attention between the kemimpring she put in the packaging with the chatter of her friends. But it can be ascertained, the chat from his friends is what became his focal point.
A knot smile rose on Dahlia's lips. His heart felt filled with the petals of the flower of happiness. If indeed the kusuk shoes that his friends are talking about are indeed true, it can be ascertained that he is that person. The one who will be edited by Mukhlas.
Dahlia doesn't speak. For the past week, the attitude of the son of the factory owner has seemed so different. When at the factory, the man often gave him boxed rice to eat at lunchtime. Although not only he was given the rice box, but the younger brother was also given it, but he was sure that the son of the owner of this factory kept a taste for him. Yes, the young man secretly put his heart to him. Especially about the chat last day between himself and the young man who asked the agenda tonight. It was all the more confirmed that he would be visited by Mukhlas.
In addition, Mukhlas was never seen holding a lover, so Dahlia felt confident that the one Mukhlas would edit was her.
"Mas Mukhlas is really sweet and manly. He secretly put his heart on me and will he come home tonight to propose to me? My God, it's really rare for such a man in this day and age."
Dahlia was busy monologuing softly with glaring eyes. He had already imagined what he would prepare to welcome Mukhlas' arrival at night.
"Kak Dahlia why? Why are you smiling like that?"
Lily's words successfully broke the daydreams of Dahlia who had somehow flown to where. He looked towards his sister while screeching. "Isshhh, you're really disturbing the pleasure of Ly people. Know no? Because of you, my daydreams are all gone."
Lily laughed. "Indeed Brother is daydreaming what? How does it seem so happy?"
"Yes must be happy. Because in a minute, I'll.... Ah never mind, you don't need to know Ly."
As for Lily, she could only frown, wondering in her heart what exactly her brother was going through. However, he could only shake his head softly, as he began to resume his work.
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Like an iron of clothes, Dahlia was seen pacing in front of the bedroom window. Occasionally he is seen biting his index finger nails as indicating someone who is being hit by restlessness and anxiety.
Since coming home from the factory, he immediately cleaned his body and immediately locked himself in the room. In this room, he seems busy preparing to welcome the arrival of the man he believes will come here. The woman was wearing the nicest clothes she had and after that was busily ornate in front of the mirror. After all was done, apparently he was increasingly struck by nervousness to wait for the arrival of Mukhlas.
Dahlia stopped her steps there when the roar of a car engine was heard entering her yard. He approached the window and took a little peek at what was in his yard. Both of Dahlia's eyes were wide and perfectly rounded. His lips also gaped wide when he saw whose car stopped in the front yard. Yes, the car was a car owned by Mukhlas that he often brought to the factory.
"Oh my God, it is true that the rumors circulating in the factory that tonight mas Mukhlas will come to a house to propose to the inhabitants of the house. And now that he's coming here, it means that Mukhlas will soon lead me."
The rays of happiness were clearly painted on Dahlia's face. In the end, her wishful thinking and dream of becoming the wife of the first son of the factory owner really came true. She was sure, after this her life would be much happier, certainly by being the wife of Mukhlas who she believed her property would never run out of seven derivatives. Dahlia also re-scrubbed her body in front of the mirror while making sure she looked perfect.
While in the living room, both parents look very surprised by the arrival of Mukhlas and family. Even so surprised, they still welcome the arrival of this guest with full hospitality. He also invited Mukhlas and his family to sit in the available chairs.
"Good night, Abdul. Sorry if my presence here surprised you and your family" said Mukhlas' father.
"It's okay sir. I am the one who should apologise because there is no preparation to welcome the arrival of Nak Mukhlas and his family. So apologize if the banquet from us is less pleasing."
"No problem Abdul." Mukhlas' father, Faisal, sighed deeply before he continued. "Look Abdul, my intention and purpose in coming here is to raise your daughter for my son Mukhlas. Did you accept this proposal of my son?"
Abdul and Melati were shocked to death. There was no wind and no rain, suddenly there was a young man who came to propose to his daughter. But he did not understand, which daughter Mukhlas wanted to edit.
"This is Mr. Faisal, before I give an answer, I want to make sure of something first."
Abdul closed his body to his wife and whispered in her ear. Melati also understood and began to move from her sitting position and swing her legs to go to Lily and Dahlia's room. Not long after, Melati has walked by holding her two daughters. Melati, Lily and Dahlia are sitting in an empty chair.
"Well Mr. Faisal, these are my daughters. Dahlia the eldest and Lily the youngest. Then, who wants to be lured by Nak Mukhlas which one?"
Dahlia who had dressed up all out was getting nervous. He could not wait to hear Mukhlas's reply. While Lily who did not even have time to prepare herself, still looks beautiful naturally. With a simple dress, he looks very charming even though his face is not the slightest bit polished with makeup.
"Well son, which one of these two girls do you want to make a wife for? I don't even know the name of the girl you're referring to."
Mukhlas smiled meaningfully. He who had previously lowered his head, now looked up slightly. He breathed a little heavy. "Sir Abdul, I want to invite Lily Ayu Purnama to be my wife. Did Abdul give his blessing?"
Mukhlas' words made the bodies of the brothers aghast at once. Lily was aghast at not expecting Mukhlas to propose to her all of a sudden. While Dahlia was surprised half to death because it turns out that Mukhlas not himself but his sister.
The rain of the petals of the tamarind flower that had previously filled the chambers of Dahlia's heart, now turned into a rain of pebbles that felt so stifling to the soul. He did not expect that the one loved by Mukhlas was his own sister.
What the fuck? So they've been in a relationship behind my back and without my knowledge? You crocodile man and you too Ly, you really have the heart to snatch what became my happiness!
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