High Voltage Love's

Ep 9's. Meeting with Antonio

The sun has set on the western horizon. The birds leave the dark sky. The turn of the night insects in the small, noisy forests, a demonstration of their existence. The night air was very cold. But it was not felt in the Bocchi Family mansion, because the heating was in every room.

Ridho was staring at his laptop screen. After talking and traveling with Patricia, he took care of his remote work, just to see and check the reports that had entered his email. Ridho looked towards the antique wall clock attached, it seemed like Mr. Antonio would be home in a moment. He should hurry to clean and prepare himself with the best appearance. Patricia told him that in an hour his father would be home.

Ridho had been wearing his suit. He looks neat and formal, understandably the person he will meet is a successful businessman of international class. He had to make a good impression at the beginning of the meeting.

Patricia contacted him via a parallel phone in the room, informing him that the papa had arrived at the mansion. He also told her to leave the room immediately, so they could arrive at the dining room first before the papa came down from her room.

Ridho sighed. His heart is pounding. He made sure of his appearance in the mirror, was there any reproach? Is it perfect? He sprayed his perfume on his clothes, then smoothed his front hair a little. The man dressed in black came out of his room, along with Patricia.

“Hey!” greet Patricia while looking at the man from the bottom to the top. He felt Ridho's appearance was very much different. His eyes stupefied.

“Wow, you're so handsome!” praise, make Ridho's face slightly blushed.

“Ah, you don't joke me, Pat!” response blushed.

“I'm not kidding, you're so different. I love how you look, already like the CEO of my family's company!”

“Whose CEO is your family company?” ask Ridho.

“Papaku!” patricia smiled.

Ridho chuckled lightly while shaking his head. The woman before him was also no less charming. Even though she was in the hijab, she was still beautiful. That night she wore a maroon satin long dress with a short hijab that she wrapped around her neck. Her lips were polished thin with matching colors to her dress, she looked elegant and mature.

“You are also beautiful today!” puji Ridho alternately.

“Today only?”

“Ah, I mean, you always look beautiful every day. But tonight is prettier than usual!” ridho answered wrongly.

Patricia chuckles.

The two of them walked down the stairs to the dining room. The servants who passed by them smiled while nodding their faces. There were quite a number of servants in the mansion. Patricia was standing beside the window, while Ridho was following her.

Both of them entered the dining room that felt bright and warm because the lighting there was quite good. Yellow lights have shone, as well as a chandelier containing several candles that have also been lit. The fireplace that was there had also been lit, the more warm the room was.

“You tensed?” patricia asked as she glanced towards Ridho.

“Yes, definitely!”

“Take it easy. My father was a good man, only sometimes he had a unique way of accepting new people in his life. Perhaps because of the betrayal committed by my mother, he looks more fierce and not easy to believe. But trust me, he's very good. He is precious to me,” Patricia explained.

Ridho nodded, smiling.

Not long after, several servants in all-black uniforms entered and stood beside the arch door without a door leaf. Their heads are down. Now a middle-aged man in an ash suit and a white shirt complete with a patterned navy tie, walks into the dining room. The man who had the brew was followed by a young man who had a taller body. His clothes were just as formal, with a handsome face.

Patricia walked up to the two men, then hugged and kissed their cheeks.

“Papa, how are you?” greet Patricia after she kissed her papa cheek.

“Excellent,” he replied as he glanced towards Ridho who was standing behind Patricia with a look of disdain.

“Papa, this is Ridho, the man I told you about. She just arrived this morning,” Patricia explained.

Ridho stepped forward. He extended his hand. Mr. Antonio welcomed the speech, albeit with a keen gaze.

“Include, my name is Ridho Effendi, Sir!” brief introduction while smiling small.

Mr. Antonio smiled faintly, hardly seeing that he was smiling. Then he occupied his chair after taking the young man's seat.

“And this is my brother, Leonardo!” patricia.

Leonardo reached out his hand first, even his smile so wide on the lips adorned with mustaches and brown bewok like his father.

“Call it, Leo!” said it.

“Ridho!” the slender-eyed man shook his hands with a smile.

They also have available seats. Mr. Antonio sits in the main seat in the middle at the end of the table. Leonardo was sitting to the right of his father. Ridho and Patricia sit to the right of Mr. Antonio. Ridho's heart shook very hard, even his hands felt cold and trembling after shaking Antonio's hand.

The waiters arrived and brought dinner dishes for the four people. A waiter placed a bottle of wine with his beautiful glass in front of Mr. Antonio and Leonardo. They started enjoying the opening menu that night.

“Since when did you know Patricia?” mr. Antonio asked Ridho after he poured pumpkin sauce into his dish. His face was almost expressionless.

“We got acquainted when in America and we were classmates at the time of training,” replied Ridho tensely.

Antonio also took a quick look at Ridho's face. Asian face is quite handsome with his sturdy body. Her hair was neatly combed with her gel. From the appearance is also elegant and neat. It was only natural that his daughter would pay attention to him. However, Antonio will not make the young man get Patricia easily.

“What will you give to my daughter?” ask Antonio.

Ridho turned to look at him in surprise.

“I will give you whatever I have,” he replied firmly.

Antonio smiled at one corner of his lips, looking down on him.

“Do you have as many treasures as I have?” tanyanya.

Ridho was stunned for a moment. He tried to be calm.

“I realize, I don't have many treasures like Master. But one that I believe, that the happiness of your daughter is not guaranteed from the many treasures that I have. Happiness cannot be bought with anything. I will guarantee his happiness when he is at his side,” said Ridho

“What way do you make her happy?” Mr. Antonio looked at her cynically.

“Loyalty and affection,” he replied.

“Fallegiance? You think it's that easy to do it?”

“I am sure I can do all that, as long as I cling to the principles of my life and the principles of my religion, making marriage a worship in reaching my Lord's riddho, I will be able to live it.”

Sir Antonio was still staring intently at Ridho, while Patricia looked down with a trembling heart. He did not expect Ridho would talk about his religious principles in front of his father.

“What is your biggest goal to marry my daughter? Is it because of just love or enjoy his body?” antonio asked again, then took a sip of wine from his slender glass.

Ridho sighed slowly.

“Sorry Sir! Maybe this will be a little difficult to explain because we have different views related to beliefs. But since we, I mean, Patricia and I have become Muslims, the purpose of our marriage is to receive the pleasure and mercy of the Almighty. Where our Lord will give us love and happiness, so that the marriage will be awake, because there is greater love.”

Antonio's jaw looks hard. He doesn't like everything to be associated with religion. But that is how Muslims, including his daughter, might view it.

“Alright, I will appreciate your confidence and determination to marry my daughter. Just don't let you break what you said. I just want my daughter to be happy. Losing her mother's affection was enough to make her suffer. And I don't want it to happen a second time. If you break that, just get ready I'll make a calculation with you!” antonio put down his cutlery and stood up and left the three children there. The servants who might also double as Antonio's bodyguard followed him.

Ridho and Patricia looked at each other smiling. It looks like Antonio has given up Patricia to marry Ridho.

“Congratulations Mr Ridho! But you have to be careful, my papa's words aren't playful. You can't play on my sister's feelings. Otherwise, I'll just step in!” leonardo left them both.

Ridho exhaled a long breath. His heart was relieved for a moment. It turned out that Mr. Antonio was not as scary as he had imagined. He had promised in his heart that he would try to make Patricia happy when they would get married.

“Now just one more step,” said Patricia smiling, her eyes sparkling.

“What is it?” ask Ridho.

“Our wedding! You will be able to prove your promise after that,” replied Patricia.

“Yes. I'll try!”

“Let's spend your dinner!” tell Patricia, because the dinner is not over. But Antonio had no appetite, so he decided to go from there.

Meanwhile, in his study, Antonio sipped a cigar that had been burned, then threw the smoke into the air. He did not think, why it was said from his speech. Though he had already planned to threaten the young man with many things. What a fool, he cursed himself.

Shortly thereafter, Leonardo entered his father's study.

“What is Papa doing?!” with an expression of disbelief.

“I don't know! All beyond my expectations!” he said, from his mouth billowing white smoke, he walked back and forth on the side of his desk. Leo was sitting on the long sofa there.

“I have an idea!” leo woke up from his body.

“What is it?” ask Antonio.

Leonardo smiled cynically.

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