
"Where's the house, Asillya?" Ask Secretary Rio.
"In the Housing of Jingga Jl. Duku, sir." She replied sumringah with a face enchanted at Secretary Rio.
After reaching the front of the house, Asil thanked him and got out of the car.
Rio and the personal driver Arga had not come home yet still saw Asil's back getting further and into the house.
"It's here, sir." Said Secretary Rio calling someone. Then close the phone.
Looks like Arga's starting to get the same attention as his future wife. Mumbled Secretary Rio's excited.
"Let's go home, it's time for a night of rest." Take Rio to the Driver. Then leave the house of Asil.
*Fla*sh Back to Arga*.
Arriving at a private house, Arga laid her body on the sofa of her room.
Arga's phone rang and vibrated.
Drrrt ... Drrrt ... Drrrt ...
Arga saw the nickname from his phone, "what's the matter, Papa?" Mumbled Arga was upset.
"Hallo, Pa." Arga raised the call from his papa.
"You've come home, Ga. Have you seen the email you sent yesterday?" Ask Mr. Hendra.
"Yes already, Pa." Answer Arga.
"Princess Mr. Hashim works at your company, don't you drive Asillya home?" Ask again Mr. Hendra wants to know his son has been acquainted with Asillya or not.
"Yes Pa, Arga knows. Why did Arga not send Asil home, Pa." Replied Arga upset.
"Loh, how are you? Asillya is your future wife, her son is kind, beautiful, obedient. You want to find out what else, Ga. Papa has already betrothed you to your friend's child you don't want. Take Asillya home, now, Ga." Tell Mr. Hendra to Arga firmly and loudly. A lion that enlists his men.
"Yes, yes." Arga answered and disconnected the phone from his papa.
Then Arga contacted Rio asking to deliver Asil home and Arga also wanted to know where Asil's house was.
*F*lash Back Off*.
*R**Home Mr. Hendra*.
(POW ).
"This kid is really as stubborn as his late mother was." Mumbled Mr. Hendra.
Before Arga's mother died, never leave a message to Mr. Hendra that Arga must be betrothed to Mr. Hashim's daughter. The late mother Arga loved Asil as much as her own daughter.
When Asil was 5 years old, he was invited by Pak Hasyim and Bu Siti to come to Arga's 10th birthday event.
Familiarity mama Arga and Bu Siti like her own brother and Asil already considered as her daughter mama Arga.
When Arga was 15 years old, Mama Arga died of leukemia (blood cancer) suffered when Arga was 13 years old and mama Arga sent a message to Pak Hendra. (The news told to Arga that turned out to be untrue).
Since Arga's mother died, Arga often confined himself to making Arga quiet who did not like to hang out and became very cold to anyone.
The friend who had always been by his side was only Rio who was now his Personal Secretary.
(POV End ).
Asil's House.
Asil went straight to his room to lay down his body on the bed, while staring at the ceiling of the room.
"I want to hang out near the office!"
"Want to know so kid boarding is good no, huh?"
"But the same father mother can't do anything, yes."
"Repot if not allowed." Asil Gumam.
Does not feel Asil who nagged himself, immediately fell asleep and had not had time to change clothes.
*Ke Es**okan Hari*.
Asil had prepared himself to sit down at the table, "Sir, Mom. Asil wants to spend, can't he?" Ask Asil.
"What's up, kid? There was no wind, no rain the mother's son suddenly wanted to sniff." he replied, "what... Want to escape from a match ?" Tanya Bu Siti teased Asil and laughed softly.
"Explain to you, why do you suddenly want to spend?" sahut Pak Hasyim questioned.
"The distance home to the office is far, sir. And it takes less than 1 hour. Asil also wants to be independent." exclaimed Asil seduce Pak Hashim.
"Not run away from the match, are you?" Ask Mr. Hasyim again intimidating.
"Who says, Asil. This matchmaking is still being carried out, Mr. Hendra wants you to be his son's wife." Mr. Hasyim explained in a stern tone.
"Alright, sir, I accept this matchmaking but... Asil can sniff, sir, Mom." Asil pleaded in front of Pak Hasyim and Bu Siti with sparkling eyes as if seducing by convincing both parents.
"Yes, Asil. Father same mother allows you to spend but remain in this matchmaking yes, son." continued Bu Siti trust her daughter.
"Ready, Sir, Mom. Thanks very much!" Asil happily hugged Bu Siti and Pak Hashim in turn.
Adel who saw his brother's behavior smiled with anxiety. *K**this is not if you ask anything like a child* only. Inner Adel and say goodbye to go to school.
****
After breakfast Asil waited for Novi to go to work together at his home. A few seconds Novi followed Asil and they walked towards the stop while sitting waiting for the busway to arrive.
From across it looks like a luxury car is stopping on the side of the road.
Turns out... Pak Hendra's car, which was crossing the road near the housing, saw Asil from a distance sitting with a woman of the same age as Asil. Mr. Hendra immediately approached him with his luxury car while opening the car glass.
Instantly Asil was shocked to see the car stopped in front of him which was driven by Mr. Hendra.
"Sir Hendra!" call wonder.
"Son, leave for work with me." Bring Mr. Hendra.
"No, sir, thank you. I'll just take the busway." Reject Asil with a sweet smile on his face.
"Come in Asil, I want to go to my son's company." kekeuh Pak Hendra told Asil to come in.
"Well, sir." he replied. Then Novi also entered Mr. Hendra's car and sat beside Mr. Driver because of Asil's invitation. Usually the one who supports Pak Hasyim. But today Mr. Hashim permission does not enter because there is a need for family out of town.
In the car was quiet, Mr. Hendra started the conversation first, "Son Asil, you want to be my daughter-in-law." Ask Mr. Hendra seriously without convoluted.
It felt that day Asil was like choking on salak seeds that made for a moment unable to breathe. What he felt was now confused mixed with shock as to what Asil should answer. And when Mr. Hendra asked it like he was hit by "A Lightning Over in the Bolong Day." he admitted.
"I... Yes, Sir." He replied stuttering and nervous. 'must answer what I am, refusing even feels bad to Mr. Hendra'
"All right, Son Asil. Then, the day after tomorrow I will go to your house while waiting for Mr. Hashim to come home from out of town." Mr. Hendra smiled satisfied to hear Asil's reply which came out sincerely though nervous.
Can not come out again an answer to rejection with a voice and speech. Only a nod can be made at this time, the answer is "IYA"
*B*several minutes* ...
Up in front of the Retail Company, where Asil and Novi worked, they went down first while Pak Hendra was still in the car.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Hendra, for the ride." Asil and Novi smiled as they nodded their heads in a respectful and polite manner to the boss.
"Yes, you're welcome, son." Pak Hendra replied with a nod.
Then Asil and Novi walked in through the entrance of the people.
Mr. Hendra got off in the parking lot. In front of the Big Boss' special main elevator, Mr. Hendra entered and the elevator started to go up to Arga's room.
Arriving at Arga's room, Mr. Hendra entered without knocking on the door and sat on the sofa with his calm face.
Mr. Hendra has not seen his only son come. Wait until Arga comes to his office.
****
"Happy working yes, Nov!" Said Asil waving his slender hand at his best friend.
"Happy work too, Asil." Reply Novi to Asil.
He took the elevator to his hypertensive superior room according to Asil. The elevator opened and she walked faster than usual, reaching the door of Arga's room. He just remembered that something was left behind: making coffee for his Big Boss. Then Asil went back to make robusta coffee in the style of Mexico.
Arga also came with Secretary Rio to see Mr. Hendra sitting on the sofa in his room.
"Is there anything Papa's here for?" Ask Arga coldly.
"Papa can't come here, Ga. Papa has missed you, son. You never went home to Papa." Mr. Hendra looks so missed his son.
"No peker.." haven't had time to finish speaking the sound of goods falling to the floor.
*Br* ...
Everyone in the room immediately turned towards the doorway. Arga, Secretary Rio, and Mr. Hendra gasped in shock at the coffee falling in front of Asil. 'well'
*K**aget because what yes, Asil to spill the coffee he brought*?
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