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Back in a mansion, with Dahlia still continue to emit facial features that are difficult to understand, considering he really does not understand the way the son's mind. However, it was not Dahlia's name if she could not get what she wanted.

Without him realizing there was a girl staring at him, and the eyes of the two collided, it made him grimace slowly because he did not know if there were still people in his mansion. “I'm sorry aunt, son. Aunt doesn't know you're still here.”

“No problem, tan.” He cut it in a soft tone, and also asked permission to see the condition of Rolando who had not appeared before. “Can I ask permission to enter Ando's room, tan?”

“Eh, why are you asking permission. Come in, no need to hesitate to think like your own home. Okay.” Dahlia is surprised by the nature and attitude of the girl, reminding her of her long-dead friend.

While continuing to look at him who continued to walk, and climb the stairs leading to the private room of the beloved grandson.

I miss you, and why did you leave me here alone? Even I will no longer be able to hear your grievances, until now I have never blessed your husband's marriage because, I hate him so much for being so happy in your suffering.

Dahlia herself did not expect her best friend who was betrothed had to experience the mental and physical torment caused, the man none other than Prasetya did not accept the marriage, and more painful precisely the man never loved her.

Even when the man married again, and never wanted to care about the existence of his own daughter, he also felt the fate of the daughter of his late friend was the same as experienced by his beloved grandson.

“Honey are daydreaming what the hell?” Pramana was so surprised to see the wife who suddenly daydreamed, without many words he walked memorizing and hugging her from behind.

“I'm reminded of my late friend, Mas.” The loss of a friend made him hit with the death experienced by his best friend. “Why does his fate have to be like this, Mas? Until none she never once turned away from the man who never loved her.”

“Not crying anymore. Okay. Then do you still hate that guy, and also he who has made your best friend suffer?” Pramana without asking, as if understanding someone who has made his wife like this.

Dahlia nodded weakly, her husband's guess was correct, because until now she still hated a man named Prasetya Gayatri Smith.

“I even want to meet, and discuss the arranged marriage that has been planned by both parents, especially my late mother who has been contributing, Dear. Are you going to be angry?”

The statement made by the husband made him surprised when he heard the fact that his late father-in-law who participated in the match will be planned for his beloved son.

“So your late mother planned this, Mas? If you want to meet, please meet for what I am angry. Anger will not return my best friend, especially when the meeting later. Want no man s!alan also had to agree to the matchmaking of the late mother.”