
Kina put her forehead on the table of a fast-food fried chicken restaurant. She was crying, lamenting her father's attitude towards her. Rice and fried chicken in front of him, he ignored.
Okky who was sitting on Kina's left extended her right arm as a cushion of Kina's forehead, she placed her head on her side and looked at Kina's face from the side.
"Dong is beautiful, don't cry anymore. Later I guessed I'd mean you" he persuaded. Kina turned her face and found Okky smiling.
"Why is the evil father like me, I feel like I'm being sold like this" he asked softly
Okky pinched Kina's nose in a fit of anxiety. "Hey, but I don't think of the money as a purchase agreement, I consider it as alms"
"But--"
Okky put his index finger on Kina's lips, "Sttt.don't ten million, a hundred thousand dollars will also I give if it makes me able to marry you" she wrote.
Kina laughed in her tears, "Lies, which I did not love yesterday"
"Where do I remember?"
"This is E R I K A!"
"Well, if he's a hundred thousand rupiahs it doesn't feel sincere" Kina laughed. "Well, laugh while crying, let rich people crazy" he said. Makes Kina even more vulnerable.
"Now you know, why did I ask you to change everything you were wearing?" Okky nodded. "Imagine it, if we come driving your car with your usual appearance, how much money will be asked Aunt Rani. Worst of all, she's not gonna let dad get us married"
"Why?"
"She said, I don't like to see me happy. I don't know what the reason is. But he used to say he hated me because when he saw me he looked like he saw mom, he hated mom even though mom never once disturbed their lives"
"Hating for no reason can be just a cover. He wanted to cover up his guilt for hurting your mother and you"
"I think so too, I don't know, it's up to him"
From a distance, Nila who just bought a package of chicken rice for her sister at home, saw the intimacy that Okky and Kina did. Unfortunately, from where he stood, he could only see Okky's face, not the woman's. Nila pulled out her phone and secretly took a picture, the moment captured on her phone screen was fitting. As Okky stroked the girl's head, looking at her lovingly with a smile adorned her lips.
uhhh.pak boss sweet also turns out, so baper!
Actually, at that time there was no romantic word that Okky said, "Eat first yuk, then die you know" that's how he said.
"Mayan, got the ingredients. Mila Sama Dinda would be interested in this news, hihi.." he monologues. After being satisfied with her impromptu paparazzi action, Nila left the place.
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The tring!
The phones of Dinda, Mila, Satria, Kevin and Ali read. Group chat notifications, specifically their division, contain photos of Nila's posts.
Nila: Look gaes, our boss is again bucin
Dinda: Basic palyboy cap nugget
Kevin: Good, my chances of getting close to Kina are getting wide open
Mila: How do you look like Kina from behind?
Nila: Yeah, maybe satria dipekaein hijab is also rich mbak Kina from behind π
Satria: Why me?
Dinda: I'm sure that girl is not mbak Kina, yesterday the boss still forced me to give you info where mbak Kina ngumpet.
Dinda: It could be friendly with other girls now
Dinda: Pake the styles of nawarin cars, money, houses for a reward
Satria: High blood kumat buk
Mila: Really?
Sally: Yeah
Nila: Do you keep rejecting offers like that? You know where Kina is now
Kevin: Good Din, you are a true friend
Dinda: Yes, although I finally missed the offer π
Dinda: Disperse the way!!
Silence, no one sends a message to the chat group anymore. They are afraid of the letter P.
"Do not practice ghibah. Although it was just chat but the sin remains the same" said a man who had just entered Dinda's room.
Dinda put down her phone and shifted her body, making room for the man. "Yes, I'm sorry. Nila was fishing first"
"That's like you ate the flesh of your dead brother. Do you want to?"
"No, no more promises. But hug!" Dinda spread her hands out spoiled.
"Yes" the man laid down his body beside Dinda and hugged her, then rubbed Dinda's stomach for a moment. Don't forget to give a bonus, a kiss on Dinda's head.
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The large mosque in the area of Ponpes Al iman is crowded today, some people seem to prepare tables, loudspeakers and other necessities. Kiyai abdullah monitors from the terrace of the mosque.
Meanwhile, Okky is pecking at his dicermin appearance. Today he wears a white shirt, a white suit, white pants and a white bow tie. Not to forget the matching colored shoes complement his appearance.
A fancy circular watch on his left wrist, his hair had been neatly combed, the fragrance of his perfume bursting out in all corners of his room.
Tok
tock
tock
"Mas Okky, are you ready?" ammar's voice was heard behind the door.
"More, a little more"
"We wait in front of you, the goods have entered the car"
"Okay, thanks mar"
Ten minutes later Okky came down gallantly. The Queen Mother looked at him with a happy smile. Although only a qabul ijab event and simple meals, but Okky wants to look perfectly on his happy day.
At the residence of Kina, early in the morning three MUA people had knocked on the door of his house to do their duties, decorate the bride. Kina was initially a bit confused as she was not told first. However, when calling her future husband, the man said "Surprise!"
Last night, after returning from her father's house, Rumaisha boutique clerk, delivered a simple but elegant, and certainly expensive white Muslim dress. Kina thought that she would put on the dress and make up herself, she did not expect that professional MUA would be brought in.
The MUA began to decorate according to Kina's request, thin makeup, with natural colors, without shaving eyebrows. Kina didn't want to look flashy let alone look like she wasn't.
Some of Kina's neighbors accompanied the girl while she was in self-care, knowing that Kina had no family to accompany her. Kina was pleased with their presence. At least a little treat Kina's grief, on her happy day the only family she had, no matter what.
A black luxury car picked up Kina, although her house was close to Ponpes Al Iman, but it was not funny if the bride-to-be walked in her pretty dress.
"Bak Kina, her husband is rich huh? The car was really nice, the seat was soft" asked one of the neighbors who sat in the back corner accompanying Kina.
"No, this is an online taxi. Aye, sir?" kina Canda. Private driver Okky nodded.
"That's a lie, where there are online taxis using a limited edition car. The loss" replied one of Kina's neighbors who was sitting next to the driver.
"I didn't know it was the father" Kina said.
"No loss to mothers, this is the fuel using water"
"Lied, don't believe me"
"Eh but you've seen the candidate for Kina, not yet? Hhmm.guanteng pollllllll"
"Well, when did it come? Never seen a guy play at Kina's house"
"Yesterday, when he came bring his family, immediately married. Isn't that Kina?"
"Yes dong" replied Kina, timidly.
"That's a gentle name, men should be. Like halalin if not sure, stayin, do not hang. Like us clothesline" complained the shooter who sat beside Kina.
"This experience of his power?"
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