
One week has passed.
As Aksa promised at the meeting, she managed to stabilize the company after conducting a press conference and announced Aryan's wedding which will be held in a few days.
Aksa explained to the media that everything that happened was just a misunderstanding. Lucky Dara wanted to help him become a witness and say that the night was no coercion, he and Aryan did it on the basis of liking.
All that Dara said through a video recording taken at the residence Airlangga. Dara also said that she and Aryan were engaged lovers, that night they were both drunk and lost consciousness until it happened.
The rumors that circulated earlier were only the behavior of a rogue person who deliberately fried the news to destroy the reputation of the Airlangga family.
Shortly after the media published the press conference, the name Airlangga Group again became a warm conversation among business people and the wider community.
They begin to respect because it is too early to draw conclusions. No such personal problems should be associated with the company, especially so far Airlangga Group has had a positive impact on small companies that are developing. They are an inspiration to people who want to progress and fight from ground zero.
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"Are you ready?" aksa asked her sister and sister-in-law who were gathered in the living room.
This afternoon they have an appointment to fit the wedding dress that they will wear on a happy day that just counts the day.
"You guys just go, I'm not coming" Aryan said with a lazy look. The last week his attitude turned cold and stiff, not as usual who was always excited and liked to make trouble.
"Don't freak Aryan, you-"
"My body size is the same as that of Aksa, so just match the size of our clothes." After saying that, Aryan glared and passed away just like that. He was reluctant to even look at Dara's face.
"Aryan.." cheered Aksa, but Aryan was even indifferent as he continued to swing his legs.
Why bother fitting all clothes? Eventually, he will be left behind as well. Before the sense of it further shackled his soul, he better freeze his heart, deafen his ears and blind his eyes.
"Let it go, sister, you better just go. I didn't come along, just equate the size of my clothes with Avika's sister." said Dara, then left them all and went up to the second floor.
Dara went into Aryan's room, a room that since last week had never been stepped on by Aryan who instead chose to sleep in the living room.
The girl knew what Aryan was feeling right now, maybe it was better like this so that in the future no one was hurt between them.
"Aryan, how are you still at home? Aren't you all-"
"Aryan's not coming, Ma. Why rejoice in welcoming this fake wedding if it ends up just disappointment that Aryan receives." he said, then went into the guest room and slammed the door rudely.
Aina got aghast as the sound of the door crashing affected her heartbeat. "Gosh, what's going on here?" with a confused look.
Then Aina pushed the door and approached Aryan who was sitting on the side of the bed. The man's gaze blurred with a puddle of tears filling his netra.
"Aryan's..." Aina sat down beside him and rubbed his youngest son's back.
If Aryan could choose, he didn't want any of this to happen. She also did not want to marry in this way.
But what could he do? Everything has happened and Aryan just wants to account for his actions.
Why is it so hard to convince the girl that she really loves him? Not just responsibility.
"You have to think positively, Aryan. It's not easy, but you don't give up. Fight for your love, Mama sure Dara will be destroyed if you want to give up a little" said Aina.
"Free Ma, he has not discussed anything about separation. How could Aryan possibly accept this? This is tantamount to a contract marriage, Aryan does not want Ma. Aryan wants Dara to really be Aryan's wife, Aryan loves her Ma" said Aryan.
"Yes, Mama knows. That's why you can't give up, show that you deserve it. Mama used to be so, but Papa was persistent and able to make Mama crazy about him. Remember baby, Papa's blood runs through your body. You must be strong like Papa, don't complain a little!" hatch Aina.
"Can Aryan, Ma?" Aryan twisted his neck and looked at Aina with a blurred look, her tears were unceasingly dripping down his cheeks.
"Originally you're confident and willing to fight, Mama believes you can." Aina reviewed the smile and wiped Aryan's cheek with a finger, then kissed the youngest son's forehead.
After Aryan calmed down, Aina left the guest room and went up to the room Dara occupied. There was something he wanted to say to the girl.
Elsewhere, Aksa, Inara, Rai and Avika are fitting clothes at a gallery in collaboration with WO who entrusted Baron to arrange their marriage.
Preparations are already running sixty percent, the rest will be completed before the wedding day arrives.
The two couples entered different booths with each designer accompanying them.
Not only clothes fittings, they also prewedding with clothes that have been provided by the gallery.
Unfortunately that happiness becomes incomplete without the presence of Aryan and Dara with them. The two of them should also come along and feel how nervous they are to wait for those moments.
Two hours had passed and now the four of them had gone out of their respective rooms. Before returning home, Aksa and Avika are forced to replace Aryan and Dara to adjust the dress size for both.
"I think it's fitting" said Aksa, then undressed. Likewise with Avika who felt comfortable with Dara's wedding dress. The size is enough because their bodies are both small and slim.
After all was completed, the four of them left the gallery and chose healing for a moment to let go of fatigue.
Take a walk to enjoy the afternoon atmosphere and find a comfortable place to hang out, then explore the place to eat before finally returning home.
At around nine o'clock in the evening the car Rai was driving arrived at the residence Airlangga. The four of them came down and entered the house hand in hand.
Aksa held Inara's hand while Rai held Avika's hand, no more awkwardness was seen between them.
After greeting all the family members, they split up and entered their rooms.
As usual, Aksa would ask for a ration first before entering into his dream realm. His sleep will be more restful after releasing his maleness desire to the wife he loved so much.