Dilan Picisan's

family and arranged?

"Assalamualaikum," Dimas greeted.

"Waalaikumsalam," answered Dilan lethargic.

Dimas who just came home from the office was then surprised to see the face of the younger brother who was bent.

"Why de'? ask Dimas to worry.

Dilan. Then it's in. He sat on the sofa in front of the TV.

Dimas shrugged his shoulders and went into his room.

Dilan grabs the TV remote and presses the power button.

Dilan's shoulder that had been slumped straight up.

"YES!!" his screeches.

"Famous Selebgram full name Astia Kania Ajeng Kartika is known to be in a relationship with one of the models and also a former idol trainee of one of the agencies in Korea, Gerald Hadvison Karendrar. Circulating news that their dating style is late adulthood. Reported from one amateur video that shows the two are kissing hot."

"From the video, it does not show the woman's face clearly. But judging by her eccentric hair color and style, netizens are sure that the girl with Gerald is Astia."

"Netizen matches the shape of the body and hair of the woman in the video. And they believe the woman in the video is the selebgram."

"There is a lot of evidence to suggest that the two have a relationship. They are often caught on camera by fans dating in various places."

"Newly it is suspected that they also spent the new year's night at one of the hotels in Jakarta–"

Dilan shut down the tv. He immediately went to his room and called his best friend.

Dilan. Several times he tried to contact Tia, but her number was off.

"Ti, you're okay, aren't you?" erang Dilan is worried.

"Mia! Yes I have to ngabarin Miara!"

Dilan then dialed Miara's number.

"Hello Ra! Tia Ra!" peekkik Dilan when the phone is connected.

"Yes I know! Don't gas Lan too! The cave is not budeg ,"

"The name is also worried" he said.

"Lan, Lo can't believe the same news 'no,"

"Yes, bego! I'm sure Tia isn't. It's a chilli, but it can't be that big,"

Miara sounded a long sigh. "Gue is worried about Tia, Lan. The number's off too," shoot Miara.

"Sama Ra's. I'm also worried. We go to his house, yuk" proposed Dilan.

"Can't! Reporters rumored that Tia's house was like an anjir subdivision,"

"Keep giman dong," said Dilan frustratedly.

"Don't know shit!"

Silent moment.

"Axel! Let's ask Axel. Who knows if he can help us" Miara suggested.

"Oh yes! She's got the same feeling, Tia,"

"But I don't have the number,"

"Certainly? How dong. Theo aja deh," said Dilan.

"Annya again futsal tournament with bego!" Miara's Ogre.

"There's nothing we can ask for help to get into Tia's house,"

"Axel is already,"

"And we don't have an ege number" Dilan said.

"Seek Karrel over there!" get Miara from behind the phone.

"Karrel won't talk to me son of a bitch!" reject it.

"Didnah? So yes, both of you. Elo first of all!"

"Dibilangin Karrel again marahan same me. I'm because of what. Suddenly I know!" dilan Curhat.

"Jude, here I ask for Karrel's number,"

"Ok, ntar I sent,"

"Ok, we'll go to Tia's house with the others,"

Dilan. Then turn off the unilateral call.

Dilan gave a long sigh. I don't know what happened to his best friend.

"DEDEE!!" dimas's voice was heard on the lower floor.

"Ck, bang Dimas why else," dumel Dilan while walking towards the lower floor.

"What bang?" the question was when he arrived in front of Dimas who was sitting in the chair.

"Now! I told you to use this at night" Dimas said, giving a paper bag.

Dilan. Then grab that paper bag. Dilan's eyebrows are getting dived when they find out the contents of the paper bag. It turned out to be a dress.

"What's this bang for?" ask Dilan curious.

"Raden is making dinner" replied Dimas.

It's good that he and Dilan no one called Raden papa anymore. But Dilan still politely– a little? For not mentioning his father's name like his brother Dimas.

"Ck, males," Dilan sat in an empty seat.

"Udah just follow! Mom will be sad if you don't want to" said Dimas

"Then doang why should you wear gini dress?," Dilan pulled out the contents of the paper bag. Showing a pretty red knee-length dress.

"The same family didn't come this time, too,"

Dilan who was busy matching the dress with himself so mendelik.

"Good indeed. Dede' came if he didn't come" said Dilan.

Dimas was anxious and ruffled his sister's hair. "There's a shower just keep getting ready!"

Dilan. His steps stopped and turned back to Dimas.

"But bang, dede' want to go to Tia's house later," exclaimed Dilan just remembered.

"Tia?" dimas' eyebrows swooped.

Dilan. "Yes. He's got a problem again. Dede' wants to entertain dede's friend',"

"Tomorrow. You don't want Raden to go mad because you didn't see him coming" Dimas suggested.

"But bang–" .

"De' brother please. Once upon a time, my brother was tired of crying because of that fucking Raden," said Dimas.

"Yes bang," said Dilan according to.

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Karrel threw his bag of origin. Loosened his tie that felt stuck to his neck. He growled in frustration while shuffling his hair.

His gaze fell on the frame of the dinakas.

"Gue's gonna keep my promise, Mike,"

Karrel looked at the picture of his late friend. Until the sound of knocking on the door made him flinch.

"Den?? Ladies and gentlemen, we're meeting Aden" the voice of the maid from behind the door.

Karrel put the picture frame back where it was.

"Say me down in a moment" said Karrel.

Karrel went into the bathroom and took a quick shower.

His athletic body was left splashed with water. He did not budge, hoping that his head was flushed by the cold air shower was able to remove the beautiful face of Dilan who was crying because of his actions.

Round eyes and face pias Dilan continues to fill his head. Honestly apply cold to the cute girl he loved it makes Karrel heart also hurt.

After shower. Karrel chose to wear a black t-shirt with relaxed knee-length pants. Simple appearance but certainly makes the women hold their breath.

Karrel to the family room. He saw two people who contributed greatly in his life. Plus one more, the man who was no longer young.

"Mom. Dad. Opah," said Karrel politely and sat down next to Marisa's mother.

"Well, do you eat boy?" tanya Radeya opah aka Karrel's grandfather.

Karrel nodded. "Udah opah,"

Radeya smiled then sipped the coffee that had been provided at the table.

"Where is your school?" ask Jordan Karrel's dad.

"Kayak is usually dad," answered Karrel casually.

"Daddy got a report, said you ran into school??" said Jordan.

Karrel who want to enter snack kemulutnya then stopped. Then glanced at Jordan for a moment.

"No fight. But I'm the mukulin" said Karrel casually as if it wasn't a big thing.

Jordan clucking. "This you,"

"Geez! Your hand why the gini wound son," panicked Marisa saw the back of her son's hand full of wounds.

Radeya took a glance. "You are superior to your opponent. But his hands can be like that?"

"It must be because of women," Jordan's lead made Karrel smash his lips.

"What the hell is Daddy,"

"Your son is fighting for sure because of women" guessed Jordan while raising his eyebrows teasing Karrel.

"You like girls again?" marisa asked while applying the ointment on Karrel's wound.

Carrel grimaces small when feeling pain due to ointment applied Marisa.

"Yes dear. I was also brought home," cried Jordan getting excited.

"Home?" pekik Marisa was surprised.

"When?" Radeya. Basic opah flirtatious. Thought Karrel.

"Honey's new year's night. Our time is again taking care of business for his future. But his son even brought a girl home," Jordan joked.

Karrel threw a sharp glare at the father who was avenged by Jordan.

"Yes Karrel??" marisa asked for an explanation.

"Cowok brought his girlfriend home as usual. You don't have to be too surprised like that" said Radeya relaxed.

"I guess you never played at my house just a long time ago" said Jordan.

"Papa is the same! Teach kids that nothing is real. You are also Rel! Why bring people's children home? Girls again. Do you want to marry me now? Want mami lamarin huh?! Are you able to support people's children? You want to watch what your kids eat later. Don't argue with Daddy you're rich, you're a big head!" marisa's Nagging.

Jordan and the father stifled laughter at the woman's nagging, which had crept to nowhere.

Karrel grunted tiredly. This is all because of the work of the father who was very bad. Plus the opinion that did not want to miss insulting his grandson.

"What kind of girl is mam?? I don't have a girl" Elak Karrel.

"Boong that. People are brought home, "this oath his daddy's mouth asked to be gagged.

Radeya did not reply anymore. He prefers to eat snacks while drinking coffee enjoying family drama in front of him that is more fun than the soap opera Indosiar.

"What house? Daddy don't go fishing for mami dong!" erang Karrel's.

"Emang really, right? You bring a girl home, "tease Jordan.

"Astagfirullah," said Karrel reflex

penitents.

"Don't be your pompous! Mi, the girl that Karrel took home straight three tablets," Jordan joked.

Karrel. "No mih. Boong that," elak Karrel.

"Three boys?? Whoa, daebak!" sahut Radeya's. "Dine! Means granddaughter opah the mighty man,"

"Out what the hell!" sewot Carrel.

Jordan giggled at the look on his son's reddened face either holding back his upset or blushing.

"Mommy, Daddy's fine," Karrel whines.

"Who's Karrel?" ask Marisa coldly. Karrel reflex gulps.

Not from his daddy he got a cold nature but his mom. If it's the tone of the mother's speech like this, Karrel can't do anything.

"Ck, I didn't bring a woman home yesterday. I mean, yes, I brought a girl. But they are my friends. Who said there were girls? Threesome same as Karrel again. No, no" explained Karrel.

"Not really, by the way," Jordan's chirp.

Karrel. "It's a real dad!"

"So?" marisa.

"So, yesterday I was the same friends vacation to the top but only a few days was forced to be canceled because my boyfriend had an accident. We're going home. Well, make replacein the way the holiday is canceled finally we make a small barbeque event for the new year's night. There are girls among us too. Axel and the others also came yesterday. I can't believe asking her son. Need me telfonin now?" clear Karrel length width.

"Long explanation. I'm afraid of fear," Jordan's response who already knew the story from the servants.

Karrel almost cursed if unconscious who mocked him is his father.

"But how do you bring your friends home? Tumben," said Marisa.

"Ya– because there is no other place. Lagian Karrel want to show off a little with friends Karrel," Karrel subterfuge.

"Express what you want to see Dilan as rich as you are" Jordan said.

"Dilan's? Do you like the Karrel guy??" peekot Marisa's.

Jordan was with his father.

"Dilan is a girl" Karrel said.

Marisa reflexes stroking her chest. He almost thought the child was turning.

"Beautiful tau mih" Jordan's chirp. "Mas has a picture of him" he said he wanted to show his phone.

Karrel glared directly at Jordan's phone. "It's dad!" sewot Carrel.

"Shy, shy, shame" Jordan sneered.

Karrel clucked and looked at the photo of the mother on the screen. Turns out he was bullied by his daddy.

"Mami's son is already big it turns out. I like the opposite sex," said Marisa moved to hug the child.

"What the hell is mih!"

"When do you bring Dilan to dong's house" said Marisa.

Karrel. "What the hell is mih,"

"From the talk was just 'what the hell, what the hell'. There's nothing else, " said Marisa.

"Karrel," call Radeya.

Karrel took off Marisa's hug. Then look at the opah.

"Why opah?"

"Don't think it's the same with Dilan! It's not her fault" Radeya said.

"You're just hurting yourself boy!" radeya said.

Karrel sighed then nodded faintly.

Marisa frowned seeing Karrel's face change pias.

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Dilan snorted while walking with Dimas into the cafe where they would be dinner with Raden.

"Dragon your expression deck. Her face doesn't bend like that!" whispered Dimas.

Dilan clucked then corrected her facial expression.

"This guy??" Dilan showed her face with a forced smile.

Dimas pinched gaits cheeks Dilan. "Yes that way,"

Dilan and Dimas approach the table that Anjani's mother has filled with Raden's father.

Dilan sat in an empty chair next to Anjani. Dimas is next to Raden.

Dilan's brows frowned seeing that there were still empty seats that had not been filled on their tables.

"Mom, are there empty seats? Who else do we want to dinner with? Don't tell me the second family papa," guess Dilan whispered to Anjani.

Anjani smiled gently. "Not atuh de'. We want to have dinner with your papa business friend" said Anjani.

Dilan. Then ducking play hp. Waiting for Raden's business friend who he said was a little late.

Trings.

The sound of the doorbell of the cafe makes Dilan attention diverted. He looked at the couple who were the same age as his parents were waving to Raden.

"Sorry Mr. Raden, I arrived late" the man said, shaking Raden's hand.

"It's okay, Joan. We haven't been here long either. Come, please sit down!" said Raden.

Joan sat in an empty seat. Pun with Lati the wife after a chipika-cipiki with Anjani.

"Duh, jeng Jani is getting more beautiful," Lati said.

Anjani simply smiled in response.

"Where is Joan's son by the way?" exciting Raden.

"Oh, my son is still out. Was parking the car" replied Joan.

"It's Dilan? Wow, beautiful kayak photographed," praised Lati.

Dilan nodded once while smiling awkwardly.

"Ah, more beautiful in her original mah," Joan joined in praising.

"My son isn't being praised?" chelatuk Raden's.

Joan laughed a little. "Yes Dimas is also getting more dashing,"

Dimas grimaced how do you feel if praised the same om-om.

"Ck, I bought a parking lot. Avanza doang songong!" dumel someone new to make all the Raden and Joan who are fun to chat so turned his head. Including Dilan.

"Eh! Om, Auntie," the young man wearing a suit whose arms were rolled up to the elbow grimaced as he greeted Raden and Anjani alternately.

"What the hell are you? It's polite talk! Don't see anyone else here?" nagging Lati to the child.

"Yes, sorry," said the young man then his eyes glared in surprise at the girl sitting leisurely in the front seat.

Dilan looked up no less surprised to see the handsome guy.

The young man blinked several times and even rubbed his eyes to convince himself that this was not a dream.

"Sir Gavi?" lirih Dilan's.

Gavian smiled broadly at Dilan. "Hi!" Sweepings.  Then sat down next to Lati who was between Dilan and Lati. So Gavian sat down next to Dilan.

Gavian looked at Lati. "Well, so who wants to be fooled by Gavi, Dilan??" asked Gavian with a happy face.

Wait, wait, wait! What did Gavi say? Matchmade?? What the hell does this mean?  Dilan's brain suddenly bugs.