The Struggle of Love Arsyad
Chapters. 50
"If so I am also serious, I am Pratiwi Andien Utomo ready to marry Abang whenever you want," he replied Tiwi.
How happy to hear that, Arsyad did not hesitate and his boss kissed the back of his hand Tiwi. Great Lord Adam silently watched the affection and togetherness of his only son.
"May you be happy and not suffer the fate of such a heartbreaking romance like what was experienced by Mama and Papa Nak, someday Papa will be honest with you who Papa really is but not yet,"
Today is the plan Vero Arlando Juno will invite Arsyila to see the invitation they have ordered before. Arsyila was so happy that every moment a smile always adorned her beautiful face.
"If you take it that way, that's the case, because honestly I also want to be like Mr. Richard marrying a woman who loves him very sincerely without any strings attached,"
"If so I am also serious, I am Pratiwi Andien Utomo ready to marry Abang whenever you want," he replied Tiwi.
How happy to hear that, Arsyad did not hesitate and his boss kissed the back of his hand Tiwi. Great Lord Adam silently watched the affection and togetherness of his only son.
"Mama, I ask permission well," she said Arsyila, the only princess of Bu Sania Marwah with her husband David Jordan.
Ms. Sania who was enjoying her breakfast immediately stopped her mouthful and looked at her daughter Arsyila.
"Where is your beautiful daughter, dear Mama?" Asked Bu Sania with her soft tone of voice.
"God willing, my plan is the same Mas Vero want to place the printing of our wedding invitations because they want to check and see firsthand what is ready and in accordance with our wishes," arsyila Ardila Daud Jordan replied that he was very enthusiastic if he told him about his wedding plans.
"Beautiful, say hello to your mother Vero Bu Lydia Natalia with her two cute grandchildren." The Imbu Sania.
"Ready Mama," replied Arsyila who immediately finished her meal and hurriedly finished the remaining food on her plate.
Arsyad Shafiyyur Rahmany just shook her head looking at the attitude of her only sister. Pratiwi Andien Utomo who this morning specially cooked the favorite food of his future mother-in-law also smiled sweetly at the aura of happiness that emanated from his face Arsyila the sister of his lover and prospective priest.
After finishing saying goodbye to her sister and mother, Arsyila walked in a hurry to the carport elevator of her car. Arsyila drove her car at a moderate speed, until occasionally heard the humming of a love song that sounded so melodious from her cute lips.
Arsyila planned to meet her lover in her apartment Vero, usually they met at her mother's house Lydia, but for this time Arsyila intends to give a surprise to her future husband and his lover.
"Hopefully Abang Vero was happy to see me coming in this outfit" she muttered.
But, only a few meters left the distance that will be taken to his apartment Vero, a brownish-yellow cat jumped on the hood of his car until he suddenly ngerem his car.
Ciii….
The sound of the squeaking tires with asphalt in the morning before noon was very deafening. He immediately stopped his car and turned off the engine of the car as soon as possible because he did not want anything to happen to the cat.
"Oh Allah, may the cat be well" said Arsyil.
Arsyila was about to get out of her car, but because he was not careful his arm was tight with a motorbike that happened to pass the road until his body was not ready to roll to the side because it rotated several times because of reflex movements to avoid the motorcyclist.
Goddess Fortuna was still on her side, so her other limbs could still be saved because thanks to the help of the pull of a man who managed to swiftly help her.
"Ohh!!" Arsyila shouted when it had succeeded in pulling up to hit the chest field of a man who was quite burly.
Arsyila was still in a position held tightly by her helper man. They hugged in a moment.
Until the car horn of a person is able to resuscitate both. Arsyila hurriedly released her embrace from the body of her helper. He lowered his head in embarrassment of tightly hugging the body of a foreign man in public. The atmosphere of both looks awkward.
"I'm sorry for the carelessness of my Miss who has pulled your hand so hard" said the man, who was just making small talk.
"It's okay, I should apologize and also thank you for helping me so that my body was saved from the collision of the bully biker just now," Arsyila said.
"But you're nothing, right?" Asked the man while twirling his body Arsyila was so afraid and panicked something happened to the woman he had just known.
Arsyila laughed at the man standing in front of her, "I'm fine sir, I'm fine with your help,," a smiling Arsyila responded to the panic and fear of the man she was completely unfamiliar with.
The man immediately pulled his own hand from her body Arsyila in embarrassment at her spontaneous demeanor.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean anything" the man added.
"It's okay sir, I feel grateful because there are people who worry about my situation while we are new acquaintances in this place," he said Arsyila so that the person did not think otherwise.
"What is my face that old well, so that there is a beautiful girl who calls me father" he said.
"I'm sorry I don't know her name at all" said Arsyila, who always smiles under any circumstances when talking to the stranger.
The man reached out his hand to shake hands, "introduce my name Afrizal Rayanza Dirgantara", said the man steadily.
Without a doubt Arshila welcomed the man's hand," Arsyila Ardilla Daud Jordan,"
"What a beautiful name as the owner of his own name" he said Afrizal Rayanza.
"Sorry sir, I was in a hurry so I said the first way, assalamualaikum," he said to the man who wore sports clothes that might have just finished gymnastics or jogging.
Arsyila's car then turned left in front because it had entered the destination apartment area.
"Pantesan like as if I had seen it turned out to be the only daughter of Mr. Daud Jordan, a wealthy businessman, well respected in the neighborhood of famous businessmen, interesting," said Afrizal Rayanza Dirgantara.
Arsyila hastened her steps because of the time wasted.
"Hopefully Abang Vero has not yet left for his office" said Arsyila, who increased the speed of his footsteps.
He hastily pressed the ninth floor elevator button, his face was beaming again and occasionally recalled the incident that was only about five minutes ago.
"Good man" he murmured.
With a definite step, Arsyila was standing in front of the door of her fiance apartment unit. He immediately reached into his handbag bag to find the door key.
"Thank God be open, too,"
Arsyila was quite surprised by the atmosphere of the state of his apartment Vero was a little messy, many bottles of cold canned drinks were scattered like never before.
"What a janitor hasn't come yet what's going on inside here" he asked who had never seen such a condition that was usually presentable.