CEO Held And Princess Nobles

Istiqomah In Virtue

The difficulty is getting worse

Makes me look gloomy

My past is dark

Makes me just hold

...{Fayra Maheswara}'s...

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Drama after drama always happens in the house of Adiwangsa Maheswara. Whether it was the child, or Adiwangsa himself. Sometimes, the mind-line of the child and the father is the same. Just like Fayra and Adiwangsa do today.

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On the balcony in the room, Adiwangsa was about to tell him something about his opinion of Arfan.

"Honey, before I tell you what's on my mind. Will you answer my question to you first?" ask Adiwangsa with a face that is framed by good looks.

"Ask, Mas. I'm ready to answer any question honestly," Hazna replied with a trembling chest.

"You think ... Is Arfan a good young man?" In the face of the beloved wife to judge for themselves an answer.

What would he say about it?

Such is the image of the face of Adiwangsa today, who is looking at the idol of the heart.

"Mas ... he's a very good young man ... Mas! If, I can be honest," Adiwangsa interrupted quickly. When the look of the face did not accept the wife made him curled up laughing.

"Correct!" sambar Adiwangsa, while continuing to look closely at the beautiful face of the idol.

"Mas ... you?"

"Yes, sorry! Continue, Mas will not bother you anymore," said Adiwangsa.

"I just want Fayra to be able to get a handsome young man, well, shaleh and .. he's smart too!" praise Hazna for her princess's bodyguard.

"Fright! Those are the characteristics of the daughter-in-law that I have been looking for as long as I live in this world. As a father to his son, who is already in his adult years." Adiwangsa's eyes stared at the beautiful moon, which was full of bright lights.

Then, he again spoke softly and looked closely at the face of the wife.

"Darling .. Is it wrong, the way I've been educating our children all this time, hmmm?" Hazna smiled happily in her heart.

Then, he brought himself closer to the gallant body of the husband. Then, looped his hands in an embrace.

As if to express, a sense of pride that resides in the chest. The head he rests, on the handsome face of the most faithful owner of the heart.

"Thank you a lot, yeah, honey! I'm proud of the way you've been educating our sons all along. Although, ...," has not yet finished the sentence he uttered. Her tears fell down her chest cavity. Her clothes were slightly open on her chest.

The Adiwangsa family is not a religious family. But their hearts are good. That is why, the arrival of Arfan in the house became a new color that is different from them.

"Why are you crying, hmmm?" tanya Adiwangsa increasingly staring in the pupils of the eyes of the wife.

"I don't feel strong, when Raynar is the only boy in this family ... hiks ...," Hazna has not been strong enough to hold the plight in her heart all this time.

Hazna roared in the arms of Adiwangsa who had accompanied her, for decades. More precisely 29 years. Raynar Ravindra Maheswara is 28 years old.

A mother's heart is weak!

Women who have husbands and children. His heart would be fragile. Now, Adiwangsa already knows very well, how to comfort the suffering of his beloved wife.

"Which mother wouldn't be sad to see her son's departure from home, Mas?" he said softly with tears again faithfully accompanied.

"That's it, don't worry about him anymore! Thank God, he's fine now. Now, she is able to live independently well out there, Aneira Hazna my beloved wife." said Adiwangsa with a soft and deep gaze.

"Really, Mom? Am I not hallucinating? Is this real, Mom?" Hazna flocked her husband with questions, which she already believed were the answers to.

One nod of the head from the owner of the heart and the ruler is full of him. Making the woman named Aneira Hazna even more moved.

"Thank you very much, Mom! Thank you .. hiks .. I .. I miss Raynar, Mas very much!" said Hazna with tears in her eyes that had poured out like tap water.

"Pacify yourself, yes. I'll take you to bed. You rest and I'll take care of Fayra. Poor Arfan. He must have been made difficult by our beautiful girl who is spoiled and does not know the rules." said Adiwangsa while delivering his beloved wife on the bed.

"Go, Mas. I'll just lie down, yeah. I feel so tired" said a helpless weakling Hazna.

"Em, you go to bed first. Don't think too much, yeah. If it's time, I'll bring back our boy back to this house" said Adiwangsa who did not want to give an appointment.

"Yes, Mum." Adiwangsa walked to Fayra's room.

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"What happened in this room was clear in my eyes. No need to argue anymore! The decision will be made soon!" adiwangsa said as if making Fayra sure that the father will marry them.

"Arfan, you are a good young man. So, I believe in you. Whatever decision you make. I will accept with a chest. If, indeed, you do not want to marry my daughter .. then, I will not force you Arfan," continued Adiwangsa Maheswara who made Fayra widen her eyes in disbelief.

"But, Sir! I can swear in the name of Allah and His Messenger. That, I have no intention of doing what Miss Fayra is trying to accuse me, sir!" bright Arfan with honesty.

As for Fayra, the girl preferred to be quiet. Presumably, he was thinking hard about the actions of the father, whom he gave the honorary title as, 'Sir President' in their stately home.

"Come out of everything .. Give me some time to rest! Go, Arfan! I will not force you to marry me. So, you don't have to bother to accept me who is indeed inappropriate for you!" Fayra pushed Arfan's body with all her strength.

Both Arfan and Adiwangsa, they can only budge. Didn't expect Fayra to be able to do that either.

After pushing Arfan's body the handsome young man. Fayra slammed the door of her room hard.

Bammc ...

"Astaghfirullah azim thing!" arfan and Adiwangsa said together.

"Arfan, go you home and reflect on my words just now. Whatever decision you make. My wife and I will receive with a spacious chest," said Adiwangsa while patting Arfan's gallant shoulders.

"So, does this mean you trust me, sir?" Adiwangsa Maheswara nodded and smiled kindly.

"Alhamdulillah .. Thank you very much sir! I will reflect on your offer to me. I will pray istikharah later tonight. Give me some time to answer, yes, sir! I can't rush to answer it. Moreover, I already intend to propose to people's girls. I do not want the family of Ustadzah Maira Nadira will be disappointed for the second time" Arfan explained to Adiwangsa.

"Yes, I already know that. That's why, I'm giving you a chance to choose Arfan. So think about it! Which girl do you want to marry, huh?"

"Yes, Sir! Thanks for the advice. Dad was a very good man. I did not misjudge the kindness and sincerity of the Father all this time to me. Thank you very much, yes, sir. Then I'll go home."

"Australian ...!"

"Yes, Sir!"

"Don't forget, change your clothes! Isn't that so hot?"

"Huh? Hehehe .. yes, sir! I'll replace it here first."

They also walk in opposite directions. Arfan is down. Adiwangsa went to his room to accompany his beloved wife who was lost.

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