THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE
The XLIII

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On the way, Mr. Andi began to question his nephew. He wanted to know the nephew's response to Via.

"Can you have a good conversation?"

"Seru anyway, no. But, connect."

"How did you judge the girl?"

"Via Om means?"

Mr. Andi looked over. His left hand hit Surya's arm slowly.

"Yes that. Is there another girl?"

Solar chuckles. He glanced at his glance.

"Good, polite. She seems like a smart girl. I don't know the truth. About a time."

"Where did you estimate that? From the way he talks?"

"He's quiet. But the look in his eyes showed he had a strong character."

"Well, Om's amazing nephew. You can judge just by the look in his eyes."

"What does Surya really say, Om?"

Mr. Andi nodded with a smile. He looked to the left at a glance.

"She was a good and smart girl. But, he also had a bad luck the past year and a half. He was orphaned in less than 2 months. His mother died of illness, before long his father died of an accident."

"So, Via isn't Dr Haris' son?"

"No. He was adopted by Haris' family of doctors after his father died. You mean not listening when Om talked to Via earlier?"

"Listen, anyway. But sometimes blank. So, Surya doesn't understand what Om's talking about."

Mr. Andi glanced at his nephew at a glance. He felt anxious because Surya did not understand quickly.

"Aren't you interested?" ask Mr. Andi.

"interestedly? Interested in what, Om?"

This is a kid, is it slow?

"Pull the Same Via. You like it?"

"Ih, the new time met once immediately like. No way, Om."

"How's your impression?"

"Surya said that Via is a good girl" Surya grumbled.

"Yes. If you marry that girl, you want to?"

Surya shocked. Had he not been bound by the seatbealt, he might have jumped.

"Om surprised me. When I was told to marry that girl?"

Mr. Andi smiled knot got a protest from his nephew.

"Can Om said that. That means it's just a supposition. If you don't want to, it's okay. Not telling, really."

"No, Om. Via may be good, but he's just Om Haris' adopted son. He's an orphan."

"Why indeed?"

"He's not entitled to the inheritance of Om Haris, dong."

" Basic, man matre," snorted Pak Andi annoyed.

"Not matre, Om. But be realistic. Papah's son is not just me. The treasure of papah will be divided into three. I'm just a papah officer now. Honor that love is only enough for snacks. If you have a wife, what would you like to eat? Hence, it is necessary to find a tajir camer."

Pak Andi's face flushed. Fortunately, the atmosphere was dim so that Surya did not know the change in his face.

After a few seconds of silence, Mr. Andi said, "Via was the sole heir of the late Mr. Wirawan. Indeed, the company has not improved at the moment. God can rise again. You're not interested in running the company of the late Mr Wirawan?"

"Indeed the company is big, Om?"

"Ultimately, yes. Now Om is helping to get up again, though not as big as before."

"Why does Om seem so determined to help Via?"

"Om owes a lot to him Via. Not just treasure, but life. A few times the deceased helped Om first. Including when you wanted to give birth to Andri. Her condition does not allow her to give birth normally. Meanwhile, Om doesn't have enough money to pay for operating expenses. The late Mr. Wirawan who paid the operating costs, selflessly."

Surya looked at her. He felt astonished.

"Gini day, there can be no one who helps others selflessly. Especially not who."

"What do you think?" asked Mr. Andi surprised Surya.

"No, really. There's no."

"If Via has a great legacy, are you interested?"

"Maybe. But, honestly Om. Surya is not interested in the attitude and style of Via. Also doctor Haris's family."

"Why?" Mr. Andi was astonished.

"The clothes are not fashionable. That's why I don't appreciate guests."

"Huh? How can?"

"They don't shake hands. Is my hand dirty?"

"That's called taking care of yourself. They are devout Muslims" said Mr. Andi.

"But Surya doesn't fit that model. Keep on, the attitude of the boy whose name is Farhan is annoying. More precisely creepy. It's like facing a lecturer who tests the time of the thesis trial."

Mr. Andi was silent. The man did not respond to the nephew's words anymore.

Looks like Surya doesn't fit in. Tomorrow I have to tell Mas Haris about this. Hopefully there are better candidates and Via is willing to accept.

***

At the doctor's residence in Haris, Via was talking with his adoptive parents.

"Maybe what was conveyed by Mr. Andi surprised you. Mommy is sure, you have not thought about getting married in the near future. Aye, right?" said Ms. Aisyah.

Via. He is currently facing a dilemma.

"It's hard for your age. However, you don't have to worry. There's always a place for us to lean when there's a problem. God is of course primary because He is the substance that dominates us, on which we depend. In any case, always ask Him for help. Allah has said in Surat Al Ghafir verse 60, ask Me I will certainly grant. We must believe it" said Mr. Haris.

"Yes, Dad.," replied Via.

"And we God willing to be your support in the world. Do not consider us someone else. Don't worry about complaining about the problems you're facing." Ms. Aisyah added.

"On marriage, again there is no coercion for you. Also in determining your future husband," continued Mr. Haris.

"Had Via been married, Via was also confused as to who. Via has never been together. Isn't that okay?"

Mr. Haris and Ms. Aisyah smiled.

"If Mr. Andi's nephew was, how?" god Mr. Haris.

"Solar Mass? Mm..sorry, I guess Via is not srek. From the appearance of Via already less like. Via knows that it is not good to judge a person by appearance. But honestly, Via does not like men whose hair is painted let alone tattooed. At first glance Via saw that there was a tattoo on his arm." Via. Her cheeks are slightly red.

Mr. Haris and Ms. Aisyah laughed. Mr. Haris looked at his wife meaningfully.

"Look at this, you first think about the problem or else you get married in the near future. Please guide. You can pray istikharah. Problem of your soul mate, leave it to God. Now, you rest!" said Ms. Aisyah softly.

Via got up from his seat. He asked permission to go to the room.

After Via went to the room, Mr. Haris took his wife after entering the room. Inside the room, they continued the conversation.

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Tomorrow insya Allah up 2 episodes. But episode 45 was a little afternoon, yeah. Wait patiently. 😘😘