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Engagement Party under the guise of Birthday

"I mean Om?" Ezra looked shocked.

"Om plans to hold your engagement to coincide with Om's birthday. You agree, right?"

"Why so sudden, Om? Ezra hasn't talked about this issue with Yaya anyway."

"Inadvertently Om did. I want to surprise Aya. So Om please don't call Aya first and if Aya calls you just ignore okay?"

Ezra looked shocked. "Now, Om? If Yaya objected to this engagement how would it be? Ezra had not yet proposed to Yaya Om."

"Surely he agreed even pleased. Om's goal is to prohibit you from contacting Aya so that she gets more confused with you. After that he must have come here immediately. Isn't that Shakiel?" Jonathan looked at his eldest son for support.

"Eh.i.iya." Shakiel's a little bit of a drunkenness.

"Well if it's Om. Ezra agrees."

Jonathan patted Ezra happy on the shoulder. "That's dong....Don't forget to invite your friend who has a big company?"

"Okay Om.beres."

***

A pair of lovebirds are in the limelight at Singapore's Changi International Airport. The man who is so handsome with his sturdy body and sharp eyes also the beautiful woman with a face that makes people feel at home for a long time to see it. Everyone saw it must be very agree that the couple is so suitable and harmonious.

"How come we don't check in on those people's places." Point Aya at the check queue in people in general.

"No dear. We check in over here." Alan leads Aya into a check-in queue with only the two of them and a few black-clothed men who look like bodyguards help carry their luggage.

Aya who was called affectionately her cheeks immediately flushed with a shy smile that she tried to hide from Alan's view. But suddenly Aya looked up when she saw something amazing in front of her.

"This is Al's private jet? Who's this?" Aya asked on the sidelines of her shock.

"My mountain. I bought it two days ago. So we're the first to try it." Alan turned his head to throw a smile then embrace Aya's shoulder.

Aya was even more surprised that her mouth had to be covered with both palms. "You must be lying, right? Where did you get the money from Al? Don't tell me you're a prankster, care for tuyul or even mopping?"

Clacking

"Aw...aw ..sick Al!" Shouted Aya while rubbing her forehead.

Alan chuckles. "Abroad! Why high school if the ends are so. As long as you know right now I'm one of Crazy Rich J****." Alan was proud.

"Didn't I promise to establish myself for you who are the king's daughter. And now I've become a prince." He nodded with a smile.

Aya who was given the title of the king's daughter immediately embraced Alan and hid her face in the field of the man. Don't know what her face is now.

"Allen... gombal." Aya hit a little bit of Alan's chest which even looks adorable to Alan.

Although still not fully believe as much as possible Aya trusts Alan's speech. Everyone can't predict or predict what's happened in the four years that Aya's been through without Alan. And it could be that Alan's company was still small can grow rapidly. No one knows, right?

"You also want to come to Jakarta or to J*** first?" Aya asked on the sidelines she climbed the stairs of the plane.

"I want to stop by Jakarta first check my company that is there new to J****." Hearing that Aya nodded.

For the umpteenth time Aya was amazed by the interior presented on the plane.

"Do you like it? I bought this plane for you." Alan looked at Aya. Alan had long intended to buy a private jet. But he waited for the moment he had found Aya. During this time Alan prefers to travel for business and commuting indo-singapore using commercial aircraft although sometimes takes longer.

"It's so good Al." A happy look on Aya's face.

"It's more luxurious and spacious than Papa's jet." Inner Aya.

Finally they sat down and enjoyed the trip together for the first time. The moment Aya will remember. She felt like she was the happiest and luckiest woman at the same time, Alan. How simple or luxurious if we can be with the people we love will always be meaningful.

They split up at the airport exit. At first Alan offers a driver who will take Aya home but he refuses it on the grounds of not wanting to make his father, Jonathan suspicious to choose to use a Taxi.

Aya was now standing while staring at the towering gate before her for about four years she had never visited the place. For some reason every second his parents told him to go home he always refused for various reasons. He did not know why his heart was reluctant to set foot in that palace-like house. But now he knows the reason. Instana which from the outside was luxurious was actually like a golden cage for him let alone the last event was very imprinted in his memory. Her family can only come occasionally to visit Aya in her apartment.

"Mama Aya's father is home!" Shouted Aya who instantly echoed in the room.

Of course the arrival of the only daughter was very surprising to the whole family who was at that time in the middle of breakfast. Even her brother Shakiel was choking.

"When will come, dear? Why didn't you say it? Who are you home with?" Silvia hugged the daughter she so missed.

"Just arrived at Ma. Aya deliberately did not say to make a surprise. How did it work?" Aya raised her eyebrows while smiling sweetly in front of her mother, harboring a true taste in her heart.

"It works, dear. Mama's almost hanging. Isn't it Pa?" Silvia returned Aya's smile then looked at her husband.

"Eh.iya of course son." Jonathan stood up and hugged his daughter even though she was a little stiff, for some reason there was a slight feeling of anxiety.

"How's Papa doing? Right?" Aya hugged her Papa tightly withstanding her disappointment because she had been lied to by the man who was now hugging her.

"Good Father. How about yourself? Ezra says you're a couple of late, fainting and complaining of headaches. Is your memory progressing, son?" Jonathan tried to pry information and honesty of his daughter.

"No progress yet Pa, it's still the same. Maybe I fainted because of exhaustion. Aya just finished the thesis and immediately took S2." Aya tried to review the smile, covering the true look of her face.

"You were playing in front of Papa. Okay fine! Papa will follow your game, son." Inner Jonathan.

It didn't feel like two days passed so quickly. For the umpteenth time he abandoned his intention to meet Ezra because he was preoccupied with the affairs of his father's birthday re-preparation. I don't know why it's not like years before. This time Jonathan kind of purposely gave the responsibility to set up the Party.

And somehow Aya suddenly worried. He felt suspicious when he accidentally heard his father talk to someone. The word 'Att engagement party' made her so anxious. Is what he thinks true? If his father is planning something.

The moment he wanted to contact Alan the voice from the door made him undo his intentions.

Chequelek

"Why is there a tumben going into Aya's room? I can tell my aunt or my mom." Aya looked at Jonathan while throwing a slightly forced smile. He sees his father and of course his personal assistant Mike who is always loyal to accompany Jonathan.

"It's okay dear Papa just wants to see firsthand the situation of Princess Papa. Can Papa pinjem your cell phone for a minute?" Jonathan rubbed the top of Aya's head for a while and then hung his hand.

"Un..for what? Dad has his own phone." Aya looked a little too ugly.

"A little while, baby. Usually also when in Singapore first Papa often borrow your mobile phone." Finally forced to not want Aya to give his phone to Jonathan. But suddenly Aya catches a strange gurgle as Mike locks the balcony door and keeps the key. Not only that now his father even gave his phone to Mike.

"What did Papa do? Give me my phone back Pa!" Aya slightly raised her intonation.

"Sorry baby, it's for your own good. Papa doesn't want you to run away at your engagement tomorrow."

Jederr!!

Aya like in a lightning strike. It turned out that the assumption was indeed that there was a shrimp behind the rock. Behind her Papa's birthday show is an engagement event that even Aya herself doesn't know.

"No, I don't want Pa! I do not love Ezra! Aya just love Alan!" Shouted Aya unaware of what she had just said.

"What's? Alan's? So my daughter remembers everything? Remember Alan?" Jonathan changed his face pretending to be surprised.

Aya who had just realized her mistake could only close her mouth while shaking her head. Tears that had been sliding more and more rapidly flooded his cheeks.

Jonathan began to approach his daughter and slowly stroked Aya's hair. "Papa please just follow Papa's will this time. Get engaged to Ezra. Papa can't cancel it, baby. The invitation is already out. And did you not watch over Ezra's father? Om Kevin he has a history of heart disease and his health is slightly declining. Think about how Om Kevin reacted when his son was humiliated?" Jonathan showed a sad face.

Aya could only look down, thinking about everything her father said. He makes Ezra sad or even loses his father. Although there is no love for the man but there is still a sense of affection as an older brother who has been looking after him.

"Can you do this for Ezra and my dear Kevin?" Jonathan looked at Aya intensely and slowly Aya nodded. Smirk's smile was imprinted on Jonathan's lips without Aya noticing.

"Can I give you back my Aya Pa phone?" Aya asked a little peek at her father's reaction.

"Sorry dear, for a while your phone Papa confiscated first. Papa doesn't want that thing to make you change your mind. And for a while don't leave the room until the engagement." Jonathan then left. And Aya could only stare at the back of her father resignedly.

***

Engagement day

A Lamborghini Aventador sports car breaks into the luxurious residence of the Narendra family. The guards dressed in black prepared to welcome and immediately opened the car door.

A handsome man came out then followed by a beautiful woman and immediately walked holding the man's hand.

"Are you sure Al?" The woman looked at the man she called Al.

"I'm sure...Let's go in!" The bodyguards lined up bowed respectfully and one of them who appeared to be the leader of the bodyguards contacted someone from the communication device in his ear.

"Hallo Young Master."

The atmosphere in the Narendra family residence was already quite crowded. The party was made with such a luxurious concept. Several round tables and chairs have also been prepared for invited guests. Not to forget the VIP table on the front.

The handsome man who immediately became the spotlight was immediately transferred to the VIP table. The clap on his shoulder made the man turn his head.

"Hey Niel! How are you?" Ask the perpetrator who immediately embraced a man who was none other than Alan.

"Okay... How are you? Know to want a fiancee. The feeling yesterday has not been accepted by his proposal."

"This is Jonathan Yaya's father's plan, I know nothing myself." Suddenly Ezra's eye turned to the woman sitting at the side.

"Who is he? Is he your first love you ever told me that." Ezra's Brief. Alan smiled and responded.

"Oh.iya I forgot. Is there someone who would love to see you? He was amazed by your success at such a young age. Even he said that if only he had another girl he would happily mate with you." Ezra seemed enthusiastic about talking about someone who wanted to get acquainted with Alan.

"really? Who's the guy?" Alan raised his eyebrows.

"Come on! I'm asking you to meet him." Without a second thought, Ezra immediately embraced Alan and invited him to the group of middle-aged men who were now turning their backs.

"Om.this is Ezra's best friend and owner of 'A Light Incorporated'." Ezra patted the shoulder of the middle-aged man he called Om and of course the man turned his head immediately.

"Where are people___?" Jonathan's words were cut off with a surprised look.

"You?!"

Alan smiled then extended his hand. "How are you, Mr Jonathan? My name is Alan Nathaniel Suhendra the owner of the company 'A Light Incorporated'."

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Sorry for the beloved readers.I just got up. lately the author is not feeling well.dizzy, bad stomach, lemes eyes are also difficult to be literate, eh kok even vent. Just afraid of typhoid fever hopefully not yes? so sorry not according to promise.and the author also does not want promises anymore. as much as possible up do not know tomorrow what tomorrow again whatever tomorrow again.doain aja.doain aja.do not forget to leave a trail like, do not forget to leave a trail, comments and votes. macacihhhhh.