Look at me, Delilah

Just Stay

Delilah was at a loss for words. Can't believe if this is a dream or Nayaka who hasn't been honest with her all this time. The son of businessman Omar Malik Hawwas. He shook his head that his lover must not be the son of the man.

Who does not know Omar Malik. The average reader of the world business magazine news, or famous entrepreneurs must know him. His face often graced the magazine, and this year the man was among the top 50 rich people in the world.

Damnit damnit! Delilah shook her head. Maybe the same name, but definitely not Omar Malik that one. Nayaka's father was a man who never took responsibility for his son. Then, how could Nayaka suddenly become the son of the richest man? Very confusing of course.

Delilah called her boyfriend again, but the results remained the same. Nayaka's number is no longer active. The man was truly furious at this moment, and for the first time, Delilah felt a sense of worry.

"Nayaka loves me and she can't just take me off. I will persuade him after meeting later," muttered Delilah.

Meanwhile, Diki immediately sent an email on the Hawwas property site located in Indonesia. The email got a reply, and he connected to Fahmi.

That relationship then continues. Of course Omar who knows nothing welcomes the goodwill of Reyhan who will visit his home.

"It seems disrespectful. I'd better come with Nayaka" Omar said from behind his phone. "You are the party of women. I still understand the problem."

"Oh, of course. How about tomorrow night?" Reyhan.

"May, Nayaka and I will come tomorrow night."

Reyhan could guess that Omar was smiling. From his tone of voice alone so happy. Reyhan also pursed his lips, although Omar could not see him.

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow. Take Kyomi, too, I miss her."

"Oh, sure, we'll take him."

Finished being friendly, Reyhan disconnected his phone. He looked at Diki who was still faithful sitting in his chair.

"Tomorrow the night you came here."

Diki nodded. "Yes, I'll come tomorrow night."

Reyhan let out a long breath. "It looks like Omar is very happy with this marriage. We've never worked with him in business, have we?"

"Yes, maybe it's because Omar knew that Delilah was Dion's son. It's also good for your family's company reputation." Diki.

"That's for sure. There's no way a man as big as Omar doesn't have any info on Delilah."

"Let me tell Maya and Sera to come here to help Anna. He must have bothered to prepare everything."

Reyhan laughing. "Women have always been like that, even if there was a waiter or could have ordered a caterer, Anna wanted her intervention to always be there."

Diki smiled, then moved from her seat. "I'm home. Don't call me for this or that. Just get Kiano to call our man."

"You really want to retire?"

"When Sara gets married, I want to retire from work."

"Yes, even me, even though I still work. At least Kiano should get married, then the twins too."

Diki patted his best friend's shoulder. "May she get a fast soul mate."

"You really don't want to make Kiano your son-in-law?"

Diki. "Sera can be depressed with him."

Diki laughed after saying that, then she immediately ran out of the study. Reyhan snorted, still Diki was acting silly to him.

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Omar could not wait to tell Nayaka who was currently in the workspace. Of course his son had to deepen his knowledge of business.

Nayaka did not want the company he took over later could decline. If necessary, Nayaka will make the company even more developed. With Fahmi, he studied hard, while Kyomi is no longer in school because they are moving to Dubai. Nayaka has asked Angel for help to take care of her daughter's letter.

Omar just walked in, and Nayaka stopped his study. "Uncle, thank you for today."

Fahmi is of Arab descent, but fluent in Indonesian because his father was from his homeland and his mother from Qatar.

Nayaka nodded. "Yes, I can't wait for that."

"Have learned you guys." Omar interrupted. "Papa has news. Tomorrow, we have dinner at your future-in-law's house. You want Papa to propose to Delilah directly? We can prepare a simple delivery first. There will be a good engagement."

Nayaka was silent for a moment. Then, a second later he said, "Uncle Fahmi, I need to talk to my Papa."

Fahmi. "Yes, excuse me."

Nayaka had just spoken after Fahmi came out of his study. Omar listened, and then he just walked out.

"Grandfather why?" kyomi's reprimand suddenly appears.

"Grandfather's a little dizzy."

"Oh, try Kyomi check. Maybe Grandpa drank less fruit juice."

Omar laughed and held his grandson. "Try to check."

Kyomi placed her palm on Omar's forehead. "Kening Grandpa warm. Must take medicine soon."

"Yes, Honey. Come on, accompany Grandpa on the medicine."

While Nayaka rubbed the photos of Delilah. From that girl to the teenager until now. From the plain Delilah to always the origin of speech. Simple appearance to glamour.

"This relationship needs to be clarified, right?" Nayaka squeezed the number he had memorized right out of his head. "I've had enough of you."

Phone connected. Before long, Nayaka could hear the voice of the woman he loved.

"Hello!" greet Delilah.

"Del, it's me Nayaka."

"Sister!"

From across the phone, Nayaka could hear Delilah's voice calling out. It may also be a relief to be able to hear the voice of her lover.

"We divert through video only," said Delilah.

Nayaka took the phone down from the earlobe, then turned the phone into a video call. He could see Delilah's face in the other house.

"You intentionally silenced me. You didn't tell me you found your father. You lied to me!" Delilah was angry that Nayaka was dishonest.

"It's not so, but I don't want to talk about it. You know my relationship with him, right? I hate him so much" Nayaka said.

"You didn't go back to the apartment. You mad at me? I should have been angry. You hit me."

"Yes, I know. I'm sorry." Nayaka said softly.

"Sister should go home. I'll wait for tonight."

"Tomorrow we will meet. All family meetings."

"You're so outrageous. You didn't say you were so rich. You're Omar Malik Hawwas's son, right?" Delilah tried to make sure again.

Nayaka nodded. "Yes, I'm his son."

Delilah sparkled to hear the confession from her lover. "I can't wait for tomorrow night. Our wedding is soon. I want us to plan it carefully."

"As far as you go."

"alright. Brother don't worry, I'll take care of everything. I never choose my lover wrong. You're a beggar who's apparently a millionaire."

Nayaka smiled bitterly. "You're right, I'm a beggar."

Seriate