Ustad Or Alkash?
Talk to Mom

In the home of the greatness of the family is well-regarded in the country, it looks so lively that it is crowded with crowds until at some end of the road. It happens during the day, whereas the core event will take place at night. Highlight media from various broadcasts and famous television also enliven the atmosphere during the day. The strictest care has been investigated since the beginning, considering that the event is an important event of the Raharga Family. Seen dozens of officers who were trying to order the community so that the ripple was not heard to get into the house. And also heard some reporters had interviewed one of the people who enliven the event.

"When have you been huddling here?" (asked the reporter)

"I've been since early morning, to be right in front of the gate like this." (said one of the residents)

"Actually what things do you want to be willing to huddle and heat like this?"

"First thing, I want to pray that the marriage goes smoothly without any obstacles. And the second thing is I want to see firsthand the bride alias single daughter Mr. Arga because it was never highlighted by any media."

"What do you know of Mr Arga's daughter?"

"I really don't know about him. Even his face I never saw. Yes, that's why I came from far away deliberately here because I really want to see in person, like that." (obviously one of the residents)

The voice grew increasingly boisterous, until it was not clear what they were noisy about. Then along with that, one of the officers announced through a loudspeaker that two hours before the core event took place, all the crowd would be dispersed. They are all encouraged to watch the core events live on their favorite television only. Disappointed? Sure oes. That is a word that is clearly visible from the look on the face of everyone. How else? They are all ordinary citizens. He has no right to will and cannot do anything. Suddenly a housekeeper came up to the officer. It was seen whispering something in the officer's ear, until in the end the officer nodded his head and immediately informed all other officers and the media.

All the media rushed and put themselves in an orderly and orderly manner. Ready to broadcast live events that need to be covered. All the crowd was astonished, actually there would be anything at the clock like this. But they kept watching by narrowing their eyes each trying to see from a distance. And who could not see, asked the one in front of him. Next same.

At the same time, there was sitting a handsome man leaning on the sofa. And a man in a suit as usual was standing behind the sofa. Four eyes are looking at eighty-two inch television which is broadcasting live live glenak-glenik show pre-wedlock single princess Arga Raharga and Kumala.

"Sir..."

The person standing behind the sofa raised his voice.

"Yes,"

"Are you okay?"

"Yes." Yeah."

The short answer from someone who was sitting leaning on the sofa made someone behind the sofa not dare to make his voice again.

You canceled your overseas trip a few days ago, Young Master Ziban. I don't know what made you change your mind and choose to stay at this hotel. Either magic from where you can see everything and behave as if you are okay. You and I were supposed to go abroad yesterday, sir. At least, the distance will make some things slowly disappear, although not all.

Secretary Chan closed his eyes. He felt the sorrow of Ziban, who often stared blankly at him, alone.

After a few words conveyed by the host, he also explained that there will be a session of the bride's introduction because the single princess Arga and Kumala have never been published. Sounds like a professional host calling prima donna today. Yeah, his bride-to-be. Everyone was cheering to hear it.

Andin came out of his house with flops by two women who were on his left right. All pairs of eyes were amazed and speechless after looking at Andin who was wearing a beautiful pink dress with a polish on his face, and the cheeks that were spread made her look like a real princess.

The host invited the prima donna today to introduce herself in the space provided, and if it is pleasing to tell her how to get to know her future husband and how to fall in love with him. So said the host or the host.

Ziban Alkash stood up from his seat and turned his body, about to leave the television show that he had not finished watching. Looks like his strength is quite up here. Suddenly Secretary Chan prevented it.

"Sir, wait..."

Ziban stopped moving and waited for the next sentence.

"Your mother..."

"What's wrong with mom?!"

"Look at the television screen, sir."

Ziban was very curious about what Secretary Chan was talking about. He turned his back and saw the show again.

"Why are you there?!" (say Ziban)

As expected, you do not realize that flanking Miss Andin is Mrs Kumala and Ms. Helen. You've only been watching Miss Andin ever since.

Secretary Chan immediately shrugged his shoulders, feeling Ziban was waiting for an answer from him.

"You don't know?!"

"I'm sorry, sir. Let me get some information right away."

Secretary Chan was about to leave her and immediately carry out her duties. But before that, Ziban first stopped him.

"No need. Let me just."

Ziban set foot into his room. Secretary Chan commented on the very thin smile.

Strong person, even very strong.

Inside the hotel room where he had been staying for the past few days, Ziban took his cell phone looking for the contact number he used to call, then pressed the call screen.

"Hello, what's wrong? Did you decide to go back and now you're at the airport?"

"No bang. It's still busy."

"What are you doing, bang?"

"Prepare for tonight."

"Dude..."

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"I want to ask you something, you answer honestly, yes?"

"What mean?"

"Eh, you saw that on television, didn't you? My future wife looks so stunning, right? I've just seen her dress up. And it really adds to her beauty."

Quiescent. Ziban did not say.

"You see, don't you?"

"No bang. I don't really like watching television and the news on television."

"At least turn on the television for a little while. I'm sure the broadcasts arrived overseas, even if it's just an instant news."

"No bang. I'm not interested."

"Ah, it's good that you're not interested in my future wife. You just pray for a good night, okay?"

"Bang, I want to ask." (say Ziban switched the conversation)

"What?"

"Mother..."

"What's wrong with mom?"

"Mom knows, doesn't she, bang?"

This time it was Zidan who was silent.

"Don't you?"

"Mom knows that you're going to marry Andin right?"

Still no answer.

"Whatever extent we're with her right now, you don't forget to ask for your birth mother's blessing, do you, bang?"

"Zamadan..."

"That's..."

"What bang? That's what?"

"I haven't seen my mother."

"God! What are you doing, bang? You're a company leader. You're a religious science teacher. And soon you'll be the head of the family. You didn't even do what you had to do! You know Andin's very close to mom, don't you?!"

No answer from Zidan Haq. Ziban took a deep breath, then looked at the screen of his phone making sure his phone call was still connected.

"Mom will be hurt by what you think is trivial, bang."

"And not just mom. There's your little sister too, who'll be as hurt as she is mother."

"Talk to mom bang, there's still time."

"Alright, you take it easy." (saidan said ending the connection)

Zidan Haq typed a message on someone.

"Do you know what to do tonight?"

Message is directly reply.

"Yes Mr. Zidan Haq. Divert your mother and sister somewhere, so they don't watch the event later tonight. With a note, it should not hurt the two of them in the slightest. And no one should be suspicious especially your future wife."

Zidan Haq put his phone on the table, then went back to preparing very calmly like nothing had happened before.

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