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Ep 3's. Who's Bocchi

The noise from the chicken cock that was in the backyard of Mr. Yusuf's house sounded crowded that morning. Roosters, hens, and their young were scrambling for food, when Mr. Yusuf sowed the feed. The gloved old man looked engrossed in watching his cattle peck at the ground. Ridho looked at the back of his father who was wearing a white shirt.

“Here Dho!” said Mr. Yusuf when he realized his youngest son was standing next to the back door.

Ridho walked up to him, then sat down on a rickety wooden board. He stared at the scene in front of him that looked crowded with animals that were fighting for sustenance.

“You've had a long holiday, son? Tumben came back here,” said his father still sowing animal feed.

“No, Sir! There are those who want Ridho obrolin as Father and Mother,” explained Ridho.

“What is it?” this time Mr. Yusuf was sitting next to Ridho.

Ridho sighed, then took it out slowly. He was worried that his father would be surprised.

“Ridho wants to marry again, Sir!” the answer is no pleasantries.

Mr. Joseph was stunned and then chuckled at the expression of his son's heart. He realized very well, this child needs a life partner who can strengthen and even remove his suffering. For him who is a fellow man has no problem hearing the wishes of his son.

“Whose name? When do you want to apply for him?” asked Mr. Joseph to look into his son's eyes.

“Friends training time in America first. Her name is Patricia, she's Italian. Yesterday we met, and Ridho has said the same to him,” explained Ridho, his tone sounded doubtful.

Mr. Yusuf's eyes were wide. Didn't think his son could propose to an Italian woman. Dreams from where?

“You sure, Dho?! What is her family background?”

“Ridho does not yet know for sure what his family background is. What is clear is that his family is business people like Mr. Gunawan" he explained.

Joseph nodded in disbelief.

“Muslim?”

“Hmm...”.

Ridho looked at his father's face that looked doubtful, incredulous, surprised, and a feeling that he could easily guess. The man muttered.

“Think carefully, Dho! Remember, we're just a family of servants, drivers, and you're a regular employee. If you marry someone of different status, there must be many challenges. You can't be sure of that. You just hope for the best for you. If you're sure, we support you,” said his father stood up while patting him on the shoulder, then left him.

Ridho's head lowered, with a hint of thought mixed in his mind. His father was right, he and Patricia were like heaven and earth. He only comes from a servant family, while Patricia's family is a businessman, although he does not yet know how successful the Bocchi family is. Suddenly he remembered, the name of Patricia's ending. Surely the Bocchi family name is on the internet. Ridho immediately rushed towards his room, and opened his laptop.

‘Bocchi’ businessman he typed in the search field of a browser on the internet. Many news stories immediately made their name in several international media that spoke English.

Sir Antonio Bocchi, owner of the Italian automotive industry. He also became the largest shareholder of a prestigious club in the Premier League.  The 65-year-old has two children, Leonardo Bocchi and Patricia Bocchi. The middle-aged man was also named one of the 100 richest people in the world according to Forbest magazine.

Ridho swallowed his salivary, his shoulders shuddered in surprise. His heart shrank for a moment. What was he just a lump of black stone from millions of glittering gems.

Pessimism and low self-esteem overshadowed it.

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