Best Wife Choice Father

Tamara's upset.

Kinara stood beside her motorbike "I must not refuse the match, or Indra's sister will delay her marriage for longer" Kinara walked in a small restless manner. Kinara recalled Rahman's words.

Flashbacks.

That night after dinner. Safiq, Indra, and Kinara said their farewells to come home early without waiting for Rayhan to arrive.

Kinara and her family left the table, and Rahman and Karin sat there waiting for Rayhan.

Kinara turned around following Safiq and Indra, but Kinara was arrested by Rahman.

"Nearby ?!" Rahman held onto Kinara's wrist. Made Kinara stop her steps.

Kinara turned around with a smile on her lips "what is it??" Kinara sat back down to follow Rahman, pulling him.

"Son,!!" Rahman held onto Kinara's fingers full of pleas. "Please live with Rayhan, accept him. Enjoy your youth with him and get old while still loving each other. Om promised Rayhan he'd protect you as best he could. Please do not refuse this match"

Karin took hold of Kinara's hand "promise to marry Rayhan, !! we both agreed. This blessing belongs only to you son, and will not be obtained by any woman" those words were so softly hopeful.

Kinara replied to the two by sticking her palm there, "me.." Kinara thought a little. He smiled confidently at the two, "everything depends on Rayhan, he who will be the priest, Kinara leave everything to his decision."

Hearing Kinara's reply, Rahman and Karin were finally relieved that the two were staring at each other happily. Happiness was so visible from the faces of the two who turned radiant.

"Can Kinara leave already ??" they immediately let go of his grasp.

"Yes, baby, yeah. Thank you Kinara" Rahman rubbed the delicate back of Kinara's hand.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer Kinara.

After that Kinara immediately ran to Indra and aligned his langkh.

Flash back off.

"Indra, ??" Safiq put his phone on the table. Her hair was still slightly wet from the ablution water.

"Why well," Indra glimpsed at Safiq.

"Where is Kinara ??" Safiq sat on the chair. First take the tuxedo put Kinara.

"Just come out" Indra still focus on the screen in front of him.

"Please call him, and say don't go anywhere" Safiq tidied a tie wrapped around his neck.

"why did I feel bad today, other than usual. Hopefully nothing will happen to my daughter" inner Safiq. That pretty disturbing feeling made his mind a little chaotic .

"Indra's. You'll pick up Kinara and take her to her future-in-law's residence"

"Well ya??" Indra without looking at Safiq.

"Choosing the dress"

"Oohs. It, later Indra Pick up . But well Indra is a little busy, please help me call Kinara first, so Kinara does not go anywhere"

Safiq just stared blankly at the window.

"yeah. Dad??"

Indra slightly raised her tone.

Safiq said "Astagfirulloh,"

"Why well" senses looked at him in wonder.

"No Dra, maybe dad cape so daddy's mind is screwed" Safiq slightly massaged his forehead.

"Dad needs a break ?? Indra tidied up a room for dad"

Indra has a special room for her to rest.

"No !! no !!" prevent Safiq. "Dad there is a meeting outside the city, later let me rest in the car, but make sure tonight Kinara tries her clothes!!, afraid it does not fit. We still have one day to fix it"

Indra smiled slightly as she looked at her loving father, "well well"

"Dad??, what's wrong??." Kinara was busy tying her hair in a hurry. "You can be late for me" he murmured a little annoyed.

"Where are you ??" Safiq's voice across the phone.

"Ditoilet well, change clothes" Kinara flanked the phone with her shoulders and head.

"Tonight you don't go anywhere.!!"

"Why.??" Kinara tied her hair.She snorted in annoyance when the binder she used broke. "Why did you break up??" Kinara put her hanphonen.

" Kinar, Kinar." Sayu-sayu. Sura safiq heard from the phone that Kinara put on top portable.

"Dad, Kinara's gonna call back" after hanging up. Kinara checked her bag for a spare hair tie.

Kinara was busy with her bag. Kinara was surprised by the sudden presence of someone squeezing and tying her hair, a small thing that reminded Kinara of her childhood, where Indra always tied her hair lovingly.

Through the mirror in front of her Kinara clearly saw a beautiful face wrapped in a light brown veil hiding behind her, after finishing her activities she smiled at Kinara who had been watching her since.

Thereafter. The woman with a light brown veil, left Kinara without a word, she just smiled sweetly at him before finally leaving Kinara. Kinara himself seemed amazed, he just kept silent, until finally he touched the ties in his head and realized the woman had passed away, Kinara had lost track of her, and finally found her standing in the mushala.

Kinara was waiting. However, it finally stopped when it remembered there was a training schedule, and it seemed Kinara would be late if it continued to stand waiting until the woman was done with her obligations.

Kinara ran quickly towards his beloved motorbike which had been modified in such a way.

Kinara had passed as Indra walked into the area of Musahala.

Indra walked with his eyes focused on the tie around his neck that he was loosening, after loosening his tie Indra then removed the buttons on his shirt sleeve. Indra walked without seeing the step in front of him that was the same focus with his activity without seeing the goal in front of him, both met in the hallway of mushala and passed each other, but both seemed equally indifferent. Especially with the woman, she walked past Indra without caring about the man who had just passed by and almost hit her, as if she really did not care when the director had turned around and noticed her footsteps.

"Who is he ??" indra caught a glimpse of the shoulders of the woman walking away from him. Indra smiled faintly, after which the senses returned to walking with its purpose.

In the place before..

After Kinara passed leaving the workshop area.

The pair of eyes that were fixed on him were unceasingly amazed.

Rayhan, who saw the simplicity of Kinara, continued to praise her.

"Hinars" Rayhan shook his head in admiration. "I was surprised by him, why was he never seen showing off his wealth ??" rayhan looked at Tamara.

Tamara pitched dislike "Dih!!. 'emang he's a poor man times Ray !!" Tamara is demeaning.

*Today Kinara. He never showed who he was. When most people compete with each other to show off their status and wealth, Kinara hides even more social status**

Rayhan again shook his head little "You also think he's a poor man ??"

"Yes. I'm sure of that, I never believed the gossip that said he was a rich kid" Tamara clucked. "Poor people call me rich, heuh no self-conscious !!" Tamara turned her eyes annoyed.

Rayhan smiled slightly in response to Tamara's words. "I admire him. But curious to see their expressions as well, how would it be if they saw for themselves the true state of Kinara, I'm sure they would be humiliated by their judgment." Rayhan returned a small smile full of joy "Pater's choice is the best"

Tamara cut off Rayhan's words "You why the hell, than just keep praising him" Tamara snatched an upset. "So all the news about their matchmaking is true ??" inner Tamara,

"Well, that's the fact and I'm..

Tamara again disconnected Rayhan's words, "You must know Ray!!, Kinara was deliberately hiding his true nature behind the guise of simplicity, if only you knew the true nature of Kinara, I'm not sure you want to repeat your words" Tamara's tone was so high she was upset and angry as Rayhan continued to defend Kinara.

"You ?? why are you suddenly angry ??" Rayhan looked at Tamara with the corner of his eyes, astonished.

"That's Ray,!! you don't know who Kinara is yet, you're a new person, open your eyes and save your compliments.!! Don't let you regret it. And you should know Ray !! Kinara is a wild and evil woman. !! Don't get stuck in the simplicity button !!" he said full of anger.

Silence approached them.

Tamara, upset with Rayhan, chooses silence while turning her face to the car window. Likewise with Rayhan his opposite assessment with Tamara made him shut up and weigh, "is that right ??"

"Review you Kinara!!, you can't get Rayhan!!, no one can get Rayhan but me !!" Tamara squeezed her fingers full of emotion. "I'll show you who you really are."

**Rayhan who is now a college student "A" suddenly became a conversation by word of mouth. His face was adorned with a kind person and always friendly to anyone, making him so valued. Tamara** is no exception**

"Tamara is a woman who will do anything to achieve her goals. She is a woman who is not happy that there are people who outperform her in any case"