Aini's Heart Journey

Aini's Heart Journey
Rival



"What is meant by Rama is you. His son-in-law. Ardi's future wife." Reply Gilang while smiling amusedly.


Aini just kept quiet not responding. He even remembered the incident in his stall yesterday. When Ardi helps her from Anton's disorder, by saying that she is her future husband.


"How are you, Ni?" Rama asked after approaching Aini.


"Well dong, Om. It's been visited by the son of Om." Sela Gilang without permission.


"It's you too, Lang." Rama replied casually.


Aini just stared at the two different generations of men who were nearby. He does not know how to avoid or refute their conversation, which actually has a point as well.


Rama then intends to hug Aini to tempt Ardi. He had already stretched out his hands to Aini, like he was about to hug his own daughter.


"Yeah!" Beware of Niken suddenly.


"Yes, Ma." Rama answered while stopping his actions.


"Inget age!" Syndic Ardi.


"What age target? Papa is still strong if you want to add one more." Arrogant Rama.


"No, Ma! Papa wants to marry again." Adu Ardi's.


"Wildamah! If your father is still able, Mama is not papa. Especially if it's the same Aini? Mama anyway, okay. This is a good woman." Answer Niken relax.


"Well, Di! Lose your money as Rama." Gilang Cibir.


Rama with his arrogant face, looking down at the child just wayangnya. He who was only intending to tease Ardi, was even able to help support from two people.


"Where, Ni?" Rama's rose soon.


Aini who was more confused, just staring alternately at Rama and Niken who looked very relaxed. Niken doesn't even look jealous at all. But even Ardi who looks very jealous.


"Udah, Om! Poor Aini. He also just came. Later at home if you want to be seduced." Gilang Advice.


"May your advice." Sahut Rama's.


He just nodded and smiled mischievously. He tried hard not to get out of control of his laughter because he saw Ardi's facial expression that clearly did not accept if Aini was captured by his own father.


Rama also eventually followed Gilang's advice. He ended his arrogance to Aini and welcomed Aini in a friendly and proper manner.


"Where, Brother? Already?" Tanya Gilang, when she saw Dika go into the ward.


"Already, Doctor." Friendly Dika.


"OKAY. Thank you." Thank you."


"Together, Doctor."


Dika then came back out. Ardi and Aini were clearly confused to hear the brief conversation between Dika and Gilang earlier.


"okay, Ken. You can go home now. Your medicine's coming, isn't it?" Say Gilang, sitting on the edge of the bed.


"okay, Om. Thank you, Om."


"Either. Don't forget, say thanks too papa!"


"Ready, Om."


"Yes, Om go home first?" Pamit Gilang's.


"Yes, Om."


Gilang also black on all. No exception to Ardi. He stared hard at his best friend.


"So usually look at it, Mr. Duda!" Syndir Gilang's.


"Review you, Lang!" Inner Ardi growled, who was beginning to realize something.


Niken immediately packed Kenzo's belongings. Aini finally helped Niken, even with some questions in her head.


"Is there anything you want to ask, Ni?"


"What, Mom? Ah, that. Actually, what's Kenzo sick about, Mom? Why did you have to go to the hospital last night?"


"Evening Kenzo fever. And Gilang is on his way back from Bogor. So, we took him to the hospital to get help." Honest Niken.


"Then now?"


"He's improved. As Gilang had said earlier, Kenzo's medicine had already come, so he could already go home."


"Medicine?"


"He missed you so much, Ni. He's been dreaming about you lately."


Initially, Niken wants to lie to Ardi by saying that Kenzo is sick, in order to persuade Aini to go to Bandung and see Kenzo. But even unexpectedly, Kenzo really fever when night falls. And that empowers Niken to ask Dika for help in order to make a situation where Aini who received Niken's call yesterday. And managed to make Aini fly to Bandung to meet Kenzo.


Kenzo doesn't actually need hospitalization. But because he wanted to strengthen the reason to make Aini fly to Bandung, Niken asked Gilang who had just returned from Bogor to take care of it a little on the hospital.


Aini turned to Kenzo who did not take her eyes off her mother. He really doesn't want to lose his mother anymore.


When it was over, everyone finally went home. Aini and Umar also obviously went to Ardi's house.


Aini was a little surprised by Ardi's residence in Bandung. Totally different from the Ardi residence in Surabaya. If the design in Surabaya is more modern, but in Bandung, the design is very classic. There was even a small joglo in the front yard. The same is just his spacious yard. Because Niken likes gardening.


"To my work space!" Ardi's flat on Dika, before Dika said goodbye.


"Good, sir."


Ardi and Dika immediately headed for Ardi's study. Ardi immediately interrogated Dika about what really happened. Dika explained everything.


"So, is this your mother's plan?" Ardi Gumam.


"It was like that at first. But it turns out, your son really did have a fever last night. And doctor Gilang is still on his way back from Bogor."


"alright. Go home! Thank you." Thank you."


"Sure, Sir."


Ardi understood everything at this moment. Dika said goodbye to Rama and Niken and went home.


Aini and Umar were taken by Kenzo to his room. They were even immediately asked by Kenzo to sleep in that room later that night.


Aini and Umar were only obedient to Kenzo. Rama and Niken did not forbid it. They let Kenzo take off his longing on those two guys.


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Morning has greeted. Greet the residents of Nusantara with its soothing warmth. And this morning, Aini was already in the kitchen of Ardi's house with an apron attached to her body.


Ardi who was used to waking up early, was surprised to see Aini was already busy in the kitchen. His ignorant idea came from remembering the incident on the plane yesterday.


"Darling!" Call Ardi relaxed.


"Yes." Yeah." Aini replied spontaneously while looking at Ardi.


"Eh? Sorry, Mas." Imbuh Aini shame.


Ardi smiled at Aini's spontaneous reply. His stupid actions worked. Aini still remembers the call unfortunately first.


"You're a guest here. Why even cook?" Ask Ardi while approaching Aini.


"Oh, this is Mas. Last night Kenzo asked for the fried rice breakfast I used to make for him. So I cooked for her." Honest Aini.


"I? Not made either?"


"Mas wants to too? I did more, Mas. Just relax!"


"The ideal wife." Praise Ardi while leaning on the kitchen table.


"What?" Aini immediately looked at Ardi.


"You're the ideal wife." Reply Ardi casually.


Aini's face immediately blushed in embarrassment. He was obviously nervous because of Ardi's praise. His heart immediately beat faster and made him a bit of rage.


"What are you doing?" Beware of Niken suddenly.


Ardi and Aini immediately turned to the source of the voice. Apparently, there are Rama and Niken in the dining room located not far from the kitchen.


"Dating, Ma. Can you, Ma?" Reply Ardi casually.


Aini immediately looked over in shock. "No, Ma. I'm making fried rice for Kenzo. But Ardi suddenly came here."


"I'm not made, Ni?" Temptation Rama.


"Yes, Sir?" Confused Aini.


"Made dong, Pa. Aini is the ideal son-in-law. Isn't that right, Ma?" Sahut Ardi's.


"Not a son-in-law, but a wife-to-be." Errat Rama.


"Father!" Upset Ardi.


"Why? Your mother is just ngijinin if Papa is married to Aini, why are you protesting?" Relax Rama.


Ardi frowned with an annoyed and slightly angry face. Unexpectedly, his father seemed to be serious about what he said yesterday. Moreover, his mother did not look jealous or even angry at what her father did.


"You are, at last. Now, just ask Aini directly. He wants to choose Papa what are you?" Arrogant Rama.


"Why do you want to be Ardi's rival?" Sahut Ardi is no less arrogant.


"Why not? The choice remains in Aini's hands. Isn't that right, Ma?"


Niken nodded to say yes. His face was also relaxed.


Aini who had just finished her cooking session while listening to the chatter of the pair of father and son, ended up staring confusedly at the two men who looked just as serious.


"So Ni, do you want to be my wife or Ardi's wife?" Ask Rama without hesitation.