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"Rara nerima ta'aruf mas?" ask Hafiz again.

"Yes" answered Rara.

Hafiz smiled with relief. He invites Rara back to their parents' place.

Everyone looked towards Rara and Hafiz.

"How did you decide?" ask Mr. Arsha.

"Bismillah, Opiz and Rara will take the ta'aruf path"

Ms. Arsha shed tears.

"That means after the Rangga event we have to prepare for Rara."

The next morning, everyone was getting busy, Rangga felt uneasy. Today he will start a new day with Rani.

Mother, and Rara also self-sufficient.

The wedding car is ready to walk to the hotel. Everyone seems happy. But it turns out that at the hotel someone is waiting for their presence. Ali was already there.

Ijab kabul went well.

And it was time for the reception. The two brides walked in front hand in hand. Followed by both parents, and family.

Ali stood on the side of the road.

Rara lowered her head, and continued walking.

Hafiz looked at the man, and immediately pulled Rara's hand. Ali's view never escaped Rara. The cynical gaze stared at Hafiz who was never far from Rara.

"Ali," said Salsa.

"How are you? College where are you?" tanyakanya.

Ali, surprised to see Salsa's presence.

"Oh, means often meet Rara, dong ya. Or did you go to college there, because you were still curious about her?" Salsa is trying to find the info.

"Hehe, not really, but all of you yes, so you can meet Rara," he said

"But look at the man who is always with him. They look very familiar huh" Salsa fishing rod.

"Oh, they're just pretending."

"What mean? It seems like Rara's parents already knew her"

"I don't care, Rara I'll get it, before the yellow janur in front of her house. Haha, kidding" Ali's cynical laughter, revealed something evil.

"Ok deh. I want to go to Rara first yes" said Salsa as frightened.

The reception was completed. Although they did not hold at home, but, the fatigue was quite felt, moreover, Salsa told the incident last afternoon, making Rara's head continue to think hard.

"what does that mean, ma'am? Why would he have such intentions?" ask Rara to her mother.

"Well, how?" ask Ms. Arsha to her husband.

They all fell at the dinner table.

Thinking about Rara's unfinished lecture, thinking about Rara's safety. They think that even if reported to the authorities, they do not have much evidence. It will even make things worse. Pak Dodi's position is also in the office, indeed knowing the ins and outs of the company. Because Mr. Dodi is one of the confidants of Mr. Arsha.

"Pa." said Hafiz to Mr. Arya.

"Arsha, sorry I ventured. Previously, Opiz had many stories about this. And before leaving, Opiz asked for something to be prepared. Either this is a coincidence or it is fate. We who really want to see Opiz find his soul mate, and with this incident, me and my family, want to make Fakhira, as a companion to Opiz's life, and that means, to be our daughter-in-law." mr. Arya opened a conversation when they were busy thinking about Rara's safety.

Mr. Arsha and Mr. Arsha, look at the same time. No less shock than Rara, they were just about to start the ta'aruf period, but now...

"How's Arsha? Did you accept this unofficial proposal?" ask Arya sir.

"I have to hear the decision from Rara, how, son? Do you accept Opiz?" ask Mr. Arsha.