Destined to Love You

Party 3's

"Bimud, we don't know what our relationship is. I do feel there is something else in this Bimud's heart. A feeling that makes me comfortable and also miss. A feeling that makes me want to always be close to him. And sometimes there's suspicion or maybe jealousy when I see him with someone else."

There looked sparkling, glittering at a glance, then squeezed both hands. He seems to be nervous and frustrated.

"That's the name of love.it seems like you're really in love with Bimud's sister."

"I don't know Bimud. He never said anything. I'm afraid my love is clapping one hand. I don't want my heart to hurt again."

"Hi, listen to your Bimud. Say it and tell him you love him. Someone won't understand what your heart means if you just keep quiet." Sana shook her head weakly. Then smiling, her eyes glazed.

"I once did that to someone, I loved him and honestly said that after he expressed his feelings. Butwhat? He loves me for father's mane." Sana smiled cynically.

"I cursed my stupidity for ever loving Dion. Bimud knew after that, what did I get? Love that runs aground in the middle of the road." She wiped away the tears that had almost fallen. "I know what shortcomings I have, if I find it difficult to know someone's face, how will I know love? Doesn't love come down from the eyes to the heart?"

Vanka clasped Sana's hand and then stroked Sana's shoulder slowly, then went down again stroking Sana's hand and patting the back of the hand slowly.

"Where listen to me, maybe what you say is true. Well, even everyone justifies that. But how about a declaration of love that was never seen. Like our love for God." Vanka smiled faintly and paused his words.

"We often talk about love for God, to Allah SWT, to Rosul but we never see it?" She shook her head repeatedly. Vanka smiled and continued his sentence.

"So I think the truth is love from the heart, then justified by the eyes" said Vanka.

"Well, that's interesting. That means it is love that we recognize with the heart and when we see it we will be more sure if we love it! Is that so?" rindi said enthusiastically.

"Hi, little boy, since when have you been there?" vanka blicked her lips. This girl always thinks more mature than her age.

"As for my sweet Bimud, I also need guidance so as not to go the wrong way when walking the love aisle so that I will not get lost until the destination." said Rindi while approaching Vanka and Sana with a comb.

"Do you want a comb?"

"Hehe ordinary, professional hairdresser, show your skills." seloroh Rindi to Sana who immediately responded to laughter by Vanka.

"Bimud too! Anyway, today I want to look feminine." said Rindi. Sana and Vanka finally throw their sweet smiles and code each other. Okay the makeup show starts soon. Vanka and Sana make Rindi like the girl she should be, not the tomboy girl who wears torn jeans and a hodie.

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The event began with an opening, thanking each other to God, then several welcome events. There is no recitation of the holy Quran because not all families are Muslim. So it would be better to pray in the heart according to their respective religions.

Now a joint meal, all the families have gathered and mingled into one. There are no caste distinctions, or anything that stands out. All are equal and considered family here. But it will be another if they meet in the scope of business. It is like they have no family ties. Work with each other's abilities and compete fiercely. Business yes family business yes family, both can not be mixed.

"And we are too late because of you," whispered Vanka in the middle between Sana and Rindi. Everyone stared at them in amazement. Like a butterfly showing off its wings.

While the two girls appear to be still in place, because they are dealing with their respective partners except for two empty seats opposite Mike and Vino. Inevitably they walked towards the still-empty table.

"Why do I have to be like this Busem one way." Rindi said with a slash, but how else, he still has to sit right?"

Ting ... Ting ... Ting Saras stood up and struck the empty glass with a spoon in his hand.

"Good night everyone, now we are at the end of the event, eating with the Bravo family. Madam wants to say a few words, please Madam."

"As in previous events, Madam just wanted to convey that we are family, one blood and one nasab. If in the business of the economy we are opponents, but in other situations, we remain one blood, we are family. I have always wanted the Bravo family to remain harmonious and peaceful under the auspices of the Bravo Group. Please work to aspire, reach the world and grasp it with the palm of your hand, but never fight your parents. Respect and love them, for we are always there."

"I have never stopped telling this story, the story that Eyang Bradipta and Eyang Vorlita never chose to love their children. Even for his adopted son, my father Dirga. We've seen all the flashbacks of our ancestral lineage on the screen. So, for now and beyond, Madam really wants you to stick together. We can compete in business but, beyond that, we're all family. Remember, family. Do not let the bad things that once ravaged the family several years ago repeat themselves."

That's all I want to say, after one year, maybe in the future, maybe I will no longer be in the business world. But I will keep an eye on you. There is no destruction. If that happens, I will not hesitate. You understand!" mary said with a smile.

"Second of me. Let's start our dinner with the bismillah. Ah sorry, for different religions please use your own way. Thanks!" Maria sat back in applause.

"Please, let's eat it all, don't hesitate! If less we just rob Kevin's family restaurant," seloroh Maria.

"Beres Madam, that abis must all help wash the dishes yes," joked Kevin.

"The Anderson family's factory seems to be still jaya, why do the dishes, we just throw it away, then take a new one from there," Seloroh Flora glanced at Jenna.

"Well, stay steady, Eyang!" Dava held out both thumbs. Everyone laughed at their silly behavior.

All look solemn eating a menu served in front of them, sometimes decorated with laughter. They start eating appetizers, heavy meals, or main menus and desserts. Everyone seems happy with a different feeling.

Sana looks awkward facing Vino. Occasionally his eyes glanced at Vino who was hissing because of the spicy taste of the food he ate.

"Eat this one, it tastes less sweet," Sana put the gudeg and sweet soy sauce chicken onto Vino's plate. Vino ate it without a smile. Sana was a little annoyed by Vino's attitude. Somehow she became fragile and sick as Vino tried to avoid her.

Not yet finished the food on Vino's plate, the man stood up and left the dining table. Even Sana saw clearly, the side dish she put down was not touched at all.

"Vino, where are you going, Luh?" mike's words aren't even in the gubris. Some people looked at them full of question marks. "Vino wants to go to the toilet, he said," Mike said, trying to get the atmosphere back to normal.

Sana put her spoon, her appetite was lost with the departure of Vino. Somehow the eyes of Sama started to dew.

"Don't you mind Vino, I'll talk to him later" Mike said carefully so as not to sound anything else.

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