
Hearing Thalita's words, Sauna was inflamed. The woman looked furiously about to clench her hands towards Thalita, but was blocked by handcuffs and Fikran's handrails. If only his legs had not limped maybe he had already kicked towards Thalita.
Looking at the Sauna who could do nothing, Thalita gave a crisp laugh.
"You're powerless now, huh? Too bad. Oh yes anyway I need to thank you. Maybe if you hadn't set a trap between me and Yudha back then I probably wouldn't be as happy now. Thank you for playing a part in bringing me to this husband. I love her so much and she loves me so much too" Thalita said proudly.
Juno kissed Thalita's lips and Thalita replied to her.
There is no sin to be proud of actually, but if it can change his life in a better direction what is wrong we take the wisdom of everything.
"Sad." Sauna can only grieve.
"I know you love Yudha and Yudha can't pay it back so you did something sneaky to me, but it's okay to keep chasing Yudha's love in prison." After saying that Thalita immediately turned around.
"Let's get back in the car" Thalita took with her husband.
"okay yuk. Oh yes Fik we went back first yes and can not take you to the police station," said Juno.
"OK no problem," said Fikran while his partner had returned to the car to anticipate the other criminal so as not to escape as well.
Thalita. "Supervise Fik not to let him run away again like before. Never believe her words because she is a cunning woman. Maybe he will later pretend to pee, uh not even want to run away again."
"Okay Lit, that's for sure. Our readiness will triple" Fikran said.
"OK good, and you're Vier don't stay out on the streets for long. Faster, let her chance to escape even smaller."
"Okay ready Boss!"
Fikran and Vierdo immediately herded Sauna into Vierdo's car again while Thalita and Juno returned to their own car, approaching Syahdu who was only in the car with baby Athar.
The two cars drove back on the road in different directions.
***
Assalamualaikum!" There were greetings from some people from outside the house Syahdu. Syahdu who just woke up and was about to take warm water to the kitchen directly told his assistant to open the door.
"Miss Syahdu there are some people who came here he said he wanted to meet with Miss Syahdu," reported the maid.
"Who is Bik Kana with friends, right?" ask Syahdu to make sure."
"Not Non Syahdu, all the people who came were none of whom I knew except only the young man who had brought Non Syahdu to this house."
"Who's Bik?" ask syahdu again."
"Vi .. vi ... Who's who's who aunt forgot."
"Vierdo?"
"Not a Non."
"Who is Bik?" Syahdu seemed to think who the person his maid meant.
"What Fikran?" shahdu asked in shock because he said the young maid had come with people he did not know. If Fikran why come with people? Is there a serious problem?
"That's right, miss."
"Gapain Bik he brought people all over?"
"Where aunt knows Non, just meet them first and ask directly let auntie make the same drink bring snacks for them all."
"It is Non. They were all already sitting in the living room chair and Madam the same Master had also met them."
"Okay good then. I'd like to take a shower if there's a mother and father there."
"Yes Non, but do not be afraid to be sought after by the same mistress and master."
"beresh Bik, Syahdu take a quick shower."
"Okay Non later aunt tell Mr and Madam that Non Syahdu still want to take a bath first."
Syahdu nodded then rushed out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his room which was upstairs. After bathing and dressing up he went downstairs again and met his guests.
"Hi how are you? Just woke up?" sapa Fikan saw Syahdu walking towards him.
Syahdu just nodded with a smile.
"It's usual for Nak Fikran he again came in the month so the wake of bad luck," explained the mother of Syahdu.
"Oh." Fikran nodded with a smile.
"Oh yeah Du their arrival here actually wants to propose to you. Mother same father gave everything to you. If you like Fikran please accept, but if you have other men that you like later you will apologize to their families."
Syahdu looked shocked and immediately looked at Fikran in disbelief. The man just nodded with a smile.
"You're serious, Fik?" Syahdu asked immediately.
"Do I look not serious Du? I'm serious about wanting to ask you, but if you want to. If it's okay, I won't understand. True said your mother maybe you already have another," said Fikran with a serious facial expression, but looks calm.
"Look, they've brought the biscuits!" The father of Syahdu directly pointed to the cakes brought by the Fikran family. "Their pity has bothered to be rejected anyway," continued the father.
"And you are sure you do not have a boyfriend," continued the mother.
"Ah mother, open a secret anyway," complained Syahdu.
"Loh, right? You never said you had a boyfriend. Yeah, you're still single dong."
"Who said Ma, I already have wealth" Syahdu argued.
"Isn't he?" the father asked in shock and everyone looked disappointed including Fikran whose face looked instantly withered. The man lowered his head in embarrassment and humiliated his parents. It should be before proposing to Syahdu he confirmed first with the girl. If this is what will he do? He was too confident that Syahdu would accept his proposal even though they had not been acquainted for a long time.
"You're serious Du?" ask the mother again.
"Serius Bun and Syahdu's lover are now in front of the mother."
Suddenly everyone immediately looked in front of the Sjahdu and they felt shocked and relieved.
"So you accepted my proposal?" asked Fikran with a face that returned cheerful plus enthusiastic.
Syahdu was embarrassed. "Yes," he said.
"Alhamdulillah," said Fikran and everyone also said hamdalah.
Finally the two came out and immediately discussed the date of their marriage. Both families do not want to linger because they do not want things that are not good to happen because many phenomena in today's society pregnant women are out of wedlock because they delay marriage while both are too familiar.
Both parents of the two do not want this to happen to Syahdu and Fikran especially the age of both is mature enough to get married.
Seriate.