CEO of Maksa Marah

Chapters 77. Future plans

As promised, Alan will introduce Zia to his family. Incidentally, today, Alan's parents came to visit. They had an agenda, met the president to apologize, for his daughter's mistake a week ago. Although, the president, did not bother about it. But they both feel bad.

"Mother, don't forget, restaurant for dinner." Alan reminded me of going to work this morning.

"Wait, wait!"

Dad asked her to sit down on the couch.

"Why, Dad? I gotta go right away."

"Who is that woman?" ask Dad directly.

"He's a workmate of mine, a surgeon. Family_"

"Dad, will accept, as long as it comes from a good family. You understand, don't you, I mean, Dad?"

"Yes, I understand. But, father, don't worry. He comes from a good family and is quite distinguished."

"Yes, already. At seven o'clock, we meet. Now, father and mother, will go to the president's house."

Alan nodded. He said goodbye, before leaving the house.

In hospital. A pair of lovebirds, who were being drunk on romance, met secretly. Well, they're still keeping the two's relationship a secret.

"What about your family?"

"Papa, mama, will come. Don't worry."

"Well, we meet at seven in the night. Don't worry about anything. My mother was a gentle person. My dad's a little quiet, but he's a good guy."

"I understand."

They split up, without any kiss bye, as usual.

At the residence, Ervan.

Alan's parents have arrived. They were greeted by Mama Ervan and her granddaughter who were in her arms.

"Please, come in."

"Thank you, Madam."

"Hey, don't be formal. We're not the first time we've met."

Alan's parents laughed. Like, Mama Ervan always seems relaxed.

"He's grown up. Very similar to his father," praised Alan's mother, who rubbed the little guy's cheek.

"really. My granddaughter's handsome. But, I'm asking them to add another child."

They're slumbered. Then, walk into the house. There's Sarah, who put the drinks on the table.

"Here, my son-in-law. You guys, you've met, haven't you?"

"certain. Sorry, we. That time, don't say hello."

"It's okay, Uncle, Auntie."

Sarah sat next to her mother-in-law. Another discofa, Alan's parents, also sat side by side.

"What about your daughter?"

"We've sent him, overseas. He's going to college there, until it's over."

Mama dropped off her grandson, who was curling his way down. Sarah followed in her footsteps, her son running around.

"We want to apologize to you and the president. We're so embarrassed, about Alina."

"It's okay. After all, Tirta is already like our son."

"Related, Tirta. Is he married?"

"Of course, not yet. The boy, busy working. Wh why? Are you interested in making him a son-in-law? hahaha... "

"Not that. We were just astonished at Alinna, who was obsessed with him. In fact, before leaving. He gave a message to his brother. To keep Tirta, not to marry."

"Haha... " Mama's laughter broke. Maybe, in a minute, she'll have a new daughter-in-law.

"We actually, also wanted to meet him, to apologize."

"You wait, here. In the afternoon, they'll be home."

They go back to talking. Talk about their kids. And about Alan, who's gonna introduce his future wife.

"He's a surgeon."

"Well, your family is getting fuller. Pediatrician, Forensic, surgeon, and ophthalmologist. Not to mention, your brothers."

"Thank you, Madam. It's all thanks to you and your family."

"If Alan had a daughter, I'd betrothed him to my granddaughter. And my granddaughter later, I'll match up with Tirta's son."

Well, Mama Ervan, she's even planning her grandchildren's wedding. In fact, the little one is not yet an adult and his imaginary grandchild, not even born.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Ervan and the president arrived home. Actually, Tirta wanted to go straight home, after dropping them off. But, his steps were stifled, as the waiter asked him to come in. He said, Madam's orders.

"You guys have been a long time?" Izzam hugged Alan's father.

"Lumayan."

"Yes, already. Let's have lunch first. Just kept chatting. Tirta you're coming too."

Everyone, walk towards the dining room. Except, Ervan who immediately turned towards the stairs. He has something important in his room.

"Come, sit."

There, there is already Sarah who sits to feed the little guy.

Not yet, starting. The sound of footsteps, while shouting called out spoiledly.

"Honey. You where? Baby, baby. Your husband's home."

"What the hell, Van. Scream."

"Where's the direction, Ma?"

"You didn't see your wife, you were sitting there." Mom pointed with eyes.

All he pointed to, was smiling innocently.

Ervan sat down, next to his wife. And next to him, Tirta sat without a sound.

"You're thrush?"

Tirta just glared, in response.

"Come, eat." Izzam invited his two guests, to begin.

The elders, enjoying the food, while chatting lightly. Ervan is in spoiled fashion, just putting her plate on the table, waiting for Sarah to serve her.

Tirta sedng in a shy and nervous fashion, just took a spoonful of rice and side dishes.

"You're on a diet?" ervan asked in a loud voice.

Instantly, all eyes glared, staring at Tirta.

"Haha... " Dissipated laughter. "I'm still full."

"Where are you from? You haven't eaten all day."

Tirta began to curse in his heart. Ervan, damn it, shut up, please.

"Yes, Tirta. Don't hesitate. They're your future in-laws" Mama said.

Uhuk, uhuk!

Tirta grabbed the glass in front of him. Glek, glek, glek, up to half a glass. Now he knows where Ervan's nature is derived from. Mother and child with the same nature, likes to bully people.

"Already, already. Don't bother him." Izzam.

Return to eating quietly. Merely, there was the voice of Ervan and her son, who were chatting to the same woman.

Lunch is over. The parents, back to the living room, especially Tirta. Ervan himself, don't ask him. There was something important, which he had to do in the room, with his wife.

"Son, Tirta. Om and Auntie, want to apologize, for Alinna's treatment."

"Yes, Om. It'sit's okay. I understand, he's not an adult."

"Goodoo. Thank you, for your understanding. Om and Auntie, glad to hear that."

"He's a good boy. I'm having a hard time saying. So, how about making her a son-in-law?"

Tirta held her breath. Ervan's got a replacement at home, if he's not around. I swear, their nature is very similar.

"Mama, what the hell, anyway?"

"Papa, don't interrupt Mama's plan. If Tirta is married to Allina, and has a child. Mama's gonna set him up with our grandkids."

Whats? Tirta's eyes widened. What the fuck, this lady? Plan for the future, but sacrifice it. Waitaminute! if my son is to be betrothed to his grandson. Oh, No! The nature of the mother and child alone, has made emotions. Somehow, how his grandson would.

"Haha... Madam could have. Not necessarily, son, Tirta wants to be with Alinna."

"He wants to, doesn't he, Tirta?"

Who asked who, who answered who. Tirta just smiled.

"Mama. Age of Tirta, far from Alinna. Anyway, Alinna, you're in college. It's too long, if Tirta's gonna wait."

Thank God, there are still people whose brains are still sane here. Please, president, save me from your wife. Enough of your son, who did it.

"Yes, Madam. It's too long, if Nak, Tirta has to wait."

Good, good, thank you, Aunt. Please wake up, that madam!

"What if they get married now?"