
For three days she stayed at the Son's house. This morning, I will be going back to the village. He could not leave his stall for a long time. Even though Abel was guarding her. Mother feels kasian because Abel has a child who is still a toddler.
"Mahira will stay here. Let him know what your habits are, your favorite foods and drinks. So that they get used to it. Let her here before you get engaged and married."
"Mom, he's not a mahrom son yet. Why is there a roof?"
"What is your mahrom?" ledek Mom.
"That's different, Mommy."
"Take your maid too. So, there will be no slander between you. Tell mahira to sleep with mirah."
The son just took a deep breath hearing Mother's words. He doesn't want to have to obey it. Although the son's heart refused. He was not used to having anyone else in his house. It was only with Bi Mirah that she felt comfortable. Yeah, but what to say. One day, the girl will have to live in a house with him. One room and one bed. Inner Son.
After driving Mum until the car and the car passed, Putra took a mobile ride to go to the office.
"Mom, I say yes. Maybe today I won't be home tonight. In the office is not too busy," said Putra semit to Bi Mirah. He glanced at Mahira who happened to be near Bi Mirah. The son fell silent clumsy, should he say goodbye to that woman as well? or just shut up and go? that's what my son thinks. Until he just gave a little smile and then turned his car.
Before the car actually moved away, Putra had a chance to see Mahira in the rearview mirror. Mahira smiled and slightly lowered her head as soon as she realized what the Son was doing.
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"Why? what makes land acquisition so difficult?"
"Come, Sir. We here have even bid a high price."
"Did you meet the landowner there?"
"No sir, we entrust this matter to this man. He's an influential person."
"Aargha! you're really being fooled!" The son closed the conversation with his subordinates who were working on his new project. The pariwasata project he wants to build. A tourist attraction in the mountains, tea gardens located in the Majalengka area of West Java. There is a tea plantation that has not been well cultivated in the field of tourism. The farmers only use the plantation as a tea producer.
The son as CEO of a company wants to develop it into a pariwasata place.
With heavy breathing, the son came out of the office. He accidentally runs into his friend.
"Sir, where are you going in a hurry?"
"I'd like to have a coffee outside for a minute. You busy?"
"Lumayan. There are some files I need to finish."
"Pending first. Just hang with me for a minute."
The son waited a few minutes before his best friend came back. They both walked towards the parking lot. Take a car and go to a cafe not far from where they work.
"Win, my head is heavy." The son opened the conversation.
"How many quintals are there?" cananda Wiwin's. The son snickered his best friend. "Yes, yes, sorry. What's the matter? until Lu's head became swollen?" ask Wiwin while sucking ice moccachino.
"Gue wants to get married."
"Ohuk!" Wiwin wiped the drink that splattered on the edge of his mouth. "Who's same? a girlfriend doesn't have it, you're gonna get married."
"Emac. He brought his candidate. Now it's in my house."
"Tumben Lu would. Usually shak."
The son linked his fingers, sighed before answering Wiwin's question. "This time is different."
"Have you?" tanya Wiwin was curious.
Son budging. He was stirring up coffee that he did not drink at all. Coffee is now no longer steaming because it was too long in the cup without drinking at all.
"I can't resist that your tears are already in it."
Wiwin nodded slowly. She knew that her best friend would not be able to refuse her mother's request. Moreover, Wiwin tau, if the mother is so serious to shed tears, it means that it can not be denied.
"Then get married. I'm sure my mother's choice was the best. No parent, especially a mother, will plunge her child." Wiwin tried to calm the Son. "Love will come because it gets used to it. Get used to living with one of them. At least a little compassion."
"Gue was afraid that he would hurt the girl."
"Gue. Just be a good husband to your wife. It's okay to give her love, just give her rights, and carry out your responsibilities as a husband. Everything is in religion. After all, a household based on love is not necessarily happy if the rights and obligations of each are not going well."
"Hm. I'll try. Don't forget my advice every day. My secret is how to be a good husband for my wife."
"Yes, you calm down. I'll always be there for you."
Wiwin stared at his best friend who had lowered his head earlier. The son thinks more about the woman than about her feelings. Although Wiwin knew, the Son's heart must be heavy to accept all this.
"ah! you are a great man!"
"Hopefully be a great husband too."
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