
Seconds continued to change minutes, minutes changed hours slowly the sky began to darken, Dita was still busy with her thoughts, weighing what steps she had to make. He kept going in his room, then he stepped out his feet.
"Who's looking?"ask Dad Dita saw his daughter look here and there.
Dita scratching her nape that does not itch, "change clothes dong Dita, did dad say and a beautiful and a very good husband candidates want to come. This is even still wearing that house dress,." said Dita's father..
"Yes father, this is also the nyari Widya." he said.
"Hayo what's looking for me..?"a mature woman approached Dita, she Widya is the older sister of Wildan.
"My room is yuk sis, help me..."Dita immediately dragged Widya towards her room.
"It will be Ciara nyariin I know."ujar Widya, said,
"And there's a father too, I need brother's help too." he said.
"All right.."
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Jona sat restlessly behind the steering wheel, all of which did not escape Julian's gaze.
"Don't be so nervous, don't mess with you if you already know him." said Julian, Liliana just smiled thinly.
Jona snorted, "Beautiful isn't Pa? Sexy pa, watch if the body is ugly.."
"Beautiful is.beautiful in heart." replied Julian.
"You know the picture dong Pa..?"jona Pinta.
"No, people make surprises.."
Jona just blushed her lips.
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"So what should you help..?"ask Widya after arriving at Dita's room.
Seated on a chair facing her dresser, "my hair pigtail sis.."his love while giving the hairpin to her cousin's sister.
"Oh ponytail huh? Your hair is long so it looks beautiful when tied to a ponytail." said Widya.
"Eh, not so big brother..."
"Then..."
"Pig two.."
"What???"Widya surprised.
"Yes pigtail two, rich brother nguncir Ciara if you want to go to school that you know." said Dita.
"Ngaco ah, Ciara is still a child, lha you are already a big Dit, again soon your prospective husband comes, you want to make him look at your appearance.."
Husband-to-be? Cih prospective husband whatan, of course Dita would accept him that way.
"that's exactly..."
"Yes if he wants to accept me as it's okay I live, if he sees me rich gini he ilfil means he is not suitable for me, it's just kok bothered anyway sis..."
Widya shook her head, I don't know what was in Dita's brain until she had such a plan.
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At eight o'clock in the evening, the roar of the car rang out in front of the house, making Dita's heart pound.
"That's coming, let's go out." Widya said.
"No, brother first. I'll be followed later." he replied.
"All right.."Widya stepped out leaving Dita.
After Widya died, Dita walked around the door and opened it a little, she tried to see who the man was. But it was in vain, he only heard that his father had only let them sit.
"Lho Widya where Dita, why not come out..?"ask Dita's father confused.
Widya who was staring at the face of the handsome man in front of her was jumped, "i-iya she is in her room well..."
"The boy.."Dita's father shook his head.
"No papa sir, maybe he's still a beautiful man.."that's the man's mother.
"Call him Widya.."he ordered.
Widya steps her feet towards Dita's room intending to call Dita.
"You sure you want to go out with that makeup..?"ask Widya to Dita.
Dita nodded, "that's it.."
"Ntar you nyesel, you know,.."
"Wouldn't.." chuckles Dita.
"You know what, that guy's very t-"
"It's noisy let's get out.."Dita cuts Widya's words quickly, then drags her out.
Tap. tap..the thump of sandals with the floor is heard diverting everyone who is chatting in the living room, now all eyes are looking at him.
"Oeverybody.."Who is Confident.
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Prulll.. uhuk...
" you..."
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Tbc