Chased Ex-Promise Candidate
Befit

Vanya had just finished cleaning himself, tonight he was invited by the papi to attend an event at one of the five-star hotels.

"Can it be at home, Pi? Especially when mom comes home." The girl sulked at the papi who forced her to come along.

"Mommy you just got home from the hospital, there's no way you're not going to take your mami, honey." Ehsan answered gently to his daughter while holding the wife who was currently sitting beside him.

"Yes, darling accompany your papi, take care also so that no one deketin papi," said the mami.

"Honey," Ehsan scolded the wife.

"You're loyal, but if the woman is aggressive I know."

The debate between the two made Vanya finally relented and ready to accompany the papi to his show. "Alright Vanya will come. Mommy. Vanya will take care of Papi."

Manda and Ehsan looked at each other then they nodded together. Finally, Vanya and the papi also went to the intended hotel to meet the invitation of one of the papi's colleagues.

Vanya sat side by side with the papi in the passenger seat. The driver drove the car at an average speed. There wasn't much meaningful conversation between the child and the father. Only occasionally did Vanya ask what the girl should do there.

The time they take takes an hour because the capital city crowds never eroded by the time both day and night congestion remains an icon of the big city.

Vanya got out of the car when the driver opened the door after the papi. The girl looked so beautiful and graceful with the denim-colored dress she was wearing. Her hair is neatly arranged, makeup polish on the beautiful face of the girl adds to the impression of a complete natural beauty.

Ehsan thrust out his arm so that the princess was writhing spoiled on his sturdy arm. With a fluffy smile the girl also walked gracefully with the papi with a smile that could not be separated from her beautiful lips.

The middle-aged man walked with pride because he had a very beautiful daughter, although behind it all his daughters had failed to marry. However, his happiness had now returned even though the wound was still lingering in his heart.

The welcome from several other guests made Vanya increasingly tighten his arm on the papi. This is not the first time Vanya accompanied Ehsan to an event, but this time he returned with the status of a girl who once tarnished the family's good name for failing to marry.

"Come on, honey, we're sitting over there!" appoint Ehsan after a hotel attendant showed them the place. However, just a few steps sounded someone calling another name Vanya from the side. "Yuki!"

Vanya certainly knows who he is, the voice of a man who has been disturbing his life lately. The girl did not turn her head even though she had stopped her steps for a while, but then continued her steps.

"Come on, Pi's a spit. Vanya thirsty" said the girl.

Ehsan actually knew someone was calling the princess' name, but upon seeing Vanya's response. The middle-aged man also obeyed the wishes of the princess. Ehsan and Vanya finally sat down at the place that had been provided. Vanya takes orange juice to relieve his thirst.

However, just as the girl was storing back her glass, suddenly a man in denim came over to their table. Vanya was stunned when she saw her dress with the man in front of her who somehow got the color so harmonious.

"Night, Om, Yuki .. I mean Vanya," said the man who was none other than the Kram. Simultaneously behind Ikram came an old man in a white suit with a stick in his left hand.

"Night, Ikram, Mr. Fathan." Ehsan replied to Ikram's greeting just like normal.

"Ah, you guys are coming too. Can we join in here?" Fathan asked with a typical laugh of the old man.

Vanya stood up and approached Fathan. "Let's sit down, Cake." The girl held Fathan's arm to invite him to sit down regardless of the Pledge he passed.

Fathan and Ehsan were busy talking about their business matters, while Vanya was still silent, although Ikram continued to invite him to speak but Vanya only answered him with a nod and a sledgehammer.

Occasionally Ikram stared at Vanya with one end of his lips pulled upwards. The girl next to him was so pretty and why did she not see it all.

The night was getting late the event had started since Ikram and Fathan joined a while ago. This event was only understood by Ehsan and Fathan. Vanya and Ikram are just dropping off. Boredom began to ambush Vanya until finally he planned to go out for a while looking for the wind.

"Pi, Vanya's out for a second. Bosen is here" whispered the girl to the papi.

"Well, baby be careful." Ehsan rubbed the head of his daughter.

"Let's go out with you, Om. It's safe with the kram." Suddenly the tall man interrupted the interaction between father and son.

Ehsan seemed to be seriously discussing something with his colleagues as well as with Fathan, so without a second thought the middle-aged man nodded his head and left his daughter to Ikram.

Vanya who had protested, finally complied and went out to leave the room where the event was. Ikram faithfully followed Vanya from behind. The girl occasionally stomped her feet in annoyance.

"Don't follow me!"

"I just want to take the job from your papi, Yuki." Ikram replied gently, the man seemed to be comfortable calling Vanya Yuki.

Vanya also arrived at a balcony of the room that was on the top floor. The girl stood on the edge of the balcony railing while looking at the glittering view of the capital city with its night world. Ikram stood beside him and looked the same way in the direction that Vanya looked.

"Are we healthy? Even the color of the clothes we use is the same" said Ikram without turning his eyes to Vanya.

"Not to be confused, most coincidentally."

"Or maybe we are a match, Yuki,"Sela Ikram does not want to lose.

"If you are a mate, you will not run away from our marriage first yes, Masnya. Do not worry a lot I also already have a boyfriend," said Vanya who inexplicably the last sentence he said instead made him regret.

"Who? When are you guys dating?" The cream now turned towards Vanya who was looking at him.

Vanya smiled obliquely. "Should I report everything to you? It doesn't matter."

Ikram stared at Vanya intensely then the man continued to step closer to Vanya until Vanya rewinded his steps. Fear began to ambush the girl when she saw Ikram's uncharacteristic facial expression.

"Mas Ikram?"

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Thanks to you who are still faithful waiting for Babang Ikram. Sorry not I do not want to be up every day, at this time the world of RL I am very busy so I write that free time only. Just relax I definitely continue this story until the end though maybe not up every day. Love sekebon pokonya for those of you who always comment and grow thumbs up, timamakasih.