WHY LOVE
Preparation

The family room witnesses a young man telling him about his intention to get married, about his problems with Prasetya, about the losses that befell the company.

"Wrong that. According to the will of the child, but justify all means," Hendro's father responded to Nico's explanation. Mommy is just a head bobble, not expecting the closeness of the Winda family.

"I'm sorry, Mother. Because of personal affairs, the company is in loss. I promise I will settle the matter with Mr. Pras as soon as possible." Nico looked at her parents. Grateful to have wise parents, not responding with anger to the problems that are happening.

"What do you want to do? Do not repay the bad with the bad," said Hendro's father reminded his son.

"Quiet Well. I'll just give him a deterrent effect."

"Mother believe, you will not do evil. Oh yes, even if you want to marry secretly you should bring it as a hand. Time just bring the body doang, right shy-"

"Ribetlah Bun, later also directly back to Jakarta. Shop after the wedding. The important thing is to bring dowry," said Nico think practically.

"Eh no-no, there must be something brought even if one or two. That'll be Mother's business."

Nico shrugged his shoulders, choosing to give in to his mother's will.

The day changed, the work routine remained. The marriage requirement document became the business of Malik and Rahma and everything was done. Thursday afternoon, Suci prepared to return home. With Candra and Nico to the airport, Suci is ready to fly with Malik.

Nico and Suci walked side by side towards the check-in area followed by Candra and Malik behind him. "Holy, don't forget the news when you get home!"

"He he why is it so sweet. Relax, I'm used to going back and forth on a plane." Holy Sahut with a spoiled flick. He doesn't understand Nico's anxiety, so he tries to ask him to joke.

"It's not pretty. I'm afraid that guy's gonna kidnap you. That's why I told Malik to accompany you, let's just say he's a bodyguard." Nico felt he had to be wary of the bad possibility that Rafa would do. Not only Malik is escorting, there are Malik's men who are also on alert to watch.

"God willing Mas Nico, I'll be fine. Don't worry about it." Sacred looked at Nico with her sweet smile, to give her peace.

Nico certainly feels happy to get a smile and gentle look of the lover. "Oh yeah, the money I transferred was less? I add more, fear less." Nico was about to get his phone out of his pocket but was prevented by Saints.

"It's more than enough Mas, don't add any more." prevent Suci while shaking his head. Just an event at home, Nico gave him a lot of money. Enough for a wedding in the building.

They will only be separated for two days, but it feels heavy to take each other off. A pat on the shoulder made Nico wake up from the light. The plane carrying Suci has taken off, and Candra resuscitates Nico to take him home.

****

Nico and Candra parted ways with their cars. Instead of heading home, Nico directs his car to the house of Winda to meet Mr. Pras. In a luxurious living room with a premium teak carving chair typical of Jepara, Nico sat waiting for the host who was being called by the housekeeper.

"Hi Mas Nico, wow surprise....do you want to come to my house?" Winda approached with a pleased shriek. The dress was very plenary when he heard there was Nico in the living room.

"How are you doing Nico?" Suddenly Winda prepared to hug his guest, but subtly Nico held him back.

"I'm good, Winda. I want to see your father, right?" Although inwardly upset with the spoiled behavior, Nico tried to neutralize his face.

Back Nico let go of Winda's hand with a forced smile. "You're okay here, too. We'll talk to the three of us. Cepet call ya, plis."

Vinda willingly leaves Nico for her father's office. After the death of Winda, Nico breathed a loud breath. "Prophe Nico, you've just stepped up with your plan," inwardly Nico, trying to motivate yourself.

There was a clattering of steps from two people approaching Nico who was still sitting quietly in his chair. Father and son come with faces implying victory and satisfaction.

Mr. Pras sat on foot staring at Nico who was sitting in front of him. "Is there good news like that?" Mr. Pras raised both his eyebrows, a faint smile rising on his brown lips.

"I will marry Vinda on three conditions." Say Nico directly to the intent and purpose.

"First, give me a month to solve the mess you've created. The factory is now busy chasing re-production as some of the goods are scorched. And you should know, your investment is in that project." Nico unequivocally conveyed his goal of coming to the house.

Winda and Mr. Pras listened seriously without interrupting. They were quietly waiting for Nico to convey his next requirement.

"Second, don't disturb or hurt my secretary. He doesn't know anything, don't involve him with our business. And lastly, make sure the image of the Prasetya family is good. If those three terms are agreed, I'm willing to marry Vinda."

Winda, with the contents of his minimalist brain immediately nodded in agreement with the joyful hue. According to him, it was not a difficult requirement.

Mr. Pras responded with a slight jerk upon hearing the third condition. His lips were tightly clenched, unable to comment yet.

"But, deal ya Pi,-?" Winda sulked at his father who was still silent.

"Wait a minute!"

Mr. Pras left the living room, making Nico and Winda wonder who then looked at each other. Winda shook his shoulders, a sign he also knew nothing.

Before long Mr. Pras came with a file in his hand.

"This is a file of cooperation of PT. Prasetya Indonesia with PT. Garmindo's Main Work." Finished saying, Mr. Pras tore the MOU file in front of Nico and Winda.

"Let's just say the deal never existed. And the investment money does not need to be returned nor does it need to provide a profit. That's to compensate for the loss from the warehouse fire. I have calculated it before I do. For me, the money is nothing." The arrogant aura of the parent was obvious. The scrap of paper he had torn to pieces was sown until it was scattered on the granite floor.

Nico stood up from his seat while extending his hand. "Deal right?" ask, without further ado.

Mr. Pras stood up, welcoming a handshake of Nico with a difficult gaze to interpret.

"The message is done. Then, excuse me to go home. Good night."

"Mas Nico, I'm still missing." Winda held Nico's arm that was about to step outside.

"Sorry Winda, I just got home from work. Next time, okay!" Nico patted the back of Winda's hand that was still clutching his arm. With a heavy heart, Winda took off the hands of his obsession man.