I'm the Unacknowledged

Wedding Plan

Princess Sewing House. That's the name Gintani gave to his new venture. She was so grateful to have chosen sewing instead of the lectures that her late grandfather offered. At the very least, the job he was currently in did not make him have to leave his daughter. Although not infrequently, Gintani felt troubled when the Princess ruffled her sewing equipment.

"Daughter, Honey .. Don't play scissors, son!" gintani said as he watched his little daughter play a sharp object.

Suddenly, someone said a greeting in front of the door of Gintani's house.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied Gintani who immediately carried her daughter and walked forward to open the door.

Chequek!

Door opens. For a moment Gintani was stunned to see Heru and Mina standing before him.

"How's your daughter Papa doing?" greet Heru while extending her hand.

"Papa ..." said the Princess as she leaned in asking to be carried by the man she considered father.

Heru smiled, he stretched out his hand to carry the Princess. A moment later, he directed the Princess to Mina.

"Look, who's Papa coming with?" Heru.

"Uteng .. yeaaay Uteng," The princess cried out in excitement at the sight of the nanny she missed.

Mina came straight to her parents. "Non Putri, Uteng misses Non Putri" said Mina.

The princess reached out her hand, asking Mina to carry her. Heru handed the Princess over to Mina.

"Come in, Mas?" bring Gintani.

They then enter Gintani's house. The living room looks like a broken ship. Apparently Gintani is doing her job. And Princess? The boy was accompanying his mother while playing.

Heru saw that there were items that were very dangerous if played by a child of the Princess' age. Therefore, his intention of bringing Mina here was indeed right.

"Mas wants you to allow Mina to nurture the Princess here, Gin," Heru said.

Gintani. "But that's not necessary, Mom. Gintan is still able to take care of Princess, really," replied Gintani.

"You see the state of your home, Gin! So many dangerous objects that Princess can play while you work. Aren't you worried about your son's safety?" ask Heru.

Gintani. What Heru said was true. Also, Putri almost made scissors as his toy.

"But, Mas ... Gintan doesn't have enough money to pay for someone's labor" replied Gintani.

"Oh, you don't think about it. Mina works for Mas, it's Mas's job to pay him" Heru said.

"Mas, Gintan doesn't want to trouble Mas anymore. Gintan already owed too much to Mas Heru" said Gintani.

"Please don't be rejected, Gin. I did this for the safety of the Princess. After all, you already have your own business. Mas will only pay Mina until you can pay for it yourself. Mas sure someday, your new business will be a considerable effort. After that, you can pay Mina with your own money" Heru said.

Gintani smiles. "Thank you, Mum."

"Yes, equally. By the way, I heard from Alex that your stitches are very neat, is that right?" ask Heru, curious.

"Ah, Alex bang just exaggerate it. Gintan stitches are the same, with other tailors," said Gintani.

"Can you see for example?" pinta Heru's.

Gintani picks up one of the men's shirts he just finished sewing. He then handed it to Heru.

Heru received the shirt and began to observe it. What he heard was not wrong, Gintani's stitches looked very neat.

"Then, Mas order 2 kodi for factory uniforms" said Heru.

"Seriously, Mas?"

Heru nodded.

"But, Gintan can work on it next week. Now, Gintan is working on the order of the Geisha friends. No pa-pa, right, Mas?"

"Yes, it's up to you. The important thing is to finish before the end of the year."

"Ready, Boss!"

Heru smiled broadly at the hue of happiness emanated on Gintani's increasingly sullen face.

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Argha kept playing his ballpoint. Her brain was hot as she recalled Miki's behavior. Every day, there's always something that makes Argha's blood boil. However, when she remembers that Miki was an orphan, Argha could only stroke her chest. He recalled Surya's battery words in response to his wife's complaints about her childhood attitude.

"That's how an orphan or a child, Nin. They will test our patience. Be patient! Our patience in taking care of it will be the kifarat of our sins. Hmm, without us knowing, he will be our reward field, Nin."

"Maybe it's true, he'll be a field of reward for me, but what if I get out of control?" muttered Argha.

Hmm, shouldn't I tell Bram about Miki's whereabouts. Sooner or later, Bram must also know his own flesh and blood, the inner Argha.

Argha threw the ballpoint he had played with. He then got up from the chair to meet Bram in his room. However, when Argha opened the door. Bram and his sister were talking at the secretary's desk.

"How, Fa. Are you ready to become Mrs Bramantyo Ahmad Jalaluddin?" bram asked, glancing one eye.

Nadhifa smiled sweetly. "Hmm, yes Brother. God willing, the Fa is ready to be Bram's wife. During this time, Fa has learned a lot from Brother Gintani how to be a good wife, pious, smart, and patient," replied Nadhifa at length.

There was a heavy sigh from a Bramantyo.

"Everyone has their own character, the Fa. Big brother didn't mean to compare you and Gintan. However, you must admit if the patience of Gintani as a wife is indeed unequaled. During this time, Bram has not found a wife as firm as Gintani. Yes, you yourself know, right, how arrogant your brother is. But in the slightest, Gintani never complained to face the arrogant attitude of your brother," said Bram who immediately remembered Gintani's patience in facing the test of his marriage first.

"Yes, Brother," said Nadhifa, "ah .. I don't know where Mr. Gintan is today. Fa misses him very much. Maybe, now Fa's nephew is big huh, brother? Even Fa himself did not know that Ga's nephew was a boy or a girl. It looks like the Fa, the only stupid onty in the world," Nadhifa said.

"Already, Fa. It's not all your fault, though. Maybe it's God's way for them. Maybe God knows if Gintani's heart is tired of facing the attitude of mr. arrogant," said Bram.

Argha clenched his hands. "Damn it, my assistant secretary even gibahin me. Huh, have not been hit by SP is not a boy two," grumbled Argha, annoyed.

Argha was about to set foot to rebuke the two special employees. However, again his steps came to a halt as he heard their conversation continue.

"Where, Brother. Papa's colleague and Jamal's been invited, right?" ask Nadhifa.

"Yes, Fa. Last night Brother made his list. Just print and wait for the invitation print to finish. Later we ask Kevin to make his names," replied Bram.

"Yes, it's up to Brother" said Nadhifa.

"Oh yes, Fa. Brother wants to prepare meeting materials first to your sister's room. Don't forget, later at lunch we go to the WO to choose our wedding theme," Bram said.

"The wedding is still a few weeks away, sister" Nadhifa said.

"No pa-pa, Fa. We have to prepare for our marriage as early as possible, to be more perfect" Bram replied. "Yes, I've met Argha first, yes," concluded Bram as he moved from the chair in front of the table Nadhifa.

Argha who saw Bram swing a step towards his room, hurriedly returned to the spot and sat sweetly on his great chair. He picked up one of the files and pretended to review it until a knock on the door in his room was heard.

"Excuse me, boss, can I come in?"