Love and the Owner of Love

Meet Candidate Rara

After breakfast together, the King said goodbye to his parents on the grounds of wanting to go for a walk by taking Keyla and Rara. He deliberately hid that he would meet the man who made his sister fall in love.

"Be careful" said Mama Ica smiling kindly.

"Yes Ma, we go first" Keyla replied later.

They took turns to kiss the backs of his parents' hands, after which they all went straight to see Iqbal.

Previously Rara had told Iqbal, lucky today Iqbal work night so they could meet.

In a crowded restaurant, Raja, Keyla and Rara enter, and find a window seat. They are still waiting because an SMS from Iqbal said he was still on the way.

"Patience Bang" said Rara was not happy because it had let King and Keyla wait.

Keyla looked at Rara with a smile "Yes deck, that's okay"

"You want to order food first ?" Ask the King later.

"Can" Keyla replied.

The king called a servant to order food, after ordering the three of them back.

Until the ringing of Rara's cell phone makes the three stare at the rectangular object.

"From Mas Iqbal Bang" said Rara while showing her phone screen.

"Fuck deck"

Rara swiped the green menu and connected calls on Iqbal.

"Halo Assalamualaikum Mas Iqbal" said Rara while looking back to find where the figure of Iqbal was.

"Waalaikumsalam, Mas has reached the deck, where are you ? let's go samperin"

"We're at table number 17, by the window"

"Alright there"

Tuout.

The call was interrupted, Rara put her phone back on the table, then looked at the face of the King who was also looking at her "He will samperin us here Bang" explained Rara before the King asked.

"Well" Reply King, this is the first time he will meet a man who will propose to his sister, honest King is a little tense because he is the oldest brother. Of course in front of the man he must be firm.

Before long a man wears a white shirt with a navy jacket and faded jeans.

"Assalamualaikum" said the man politely, he fixed his glasses.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied the King, Keyla and Rara in unison.

"I am Iqbal Mas" He reached out his hand to shake hands with the King.

"Please sit down" Pinta Raja pointed at the seat next to her while Keyla moved the seat next to Rara.

Iqbal according to, he swallowed his saliva many times to find that it turns out that Rara's family is the son of all conglomerates, in stark contrast to him who is only an ordinary indo**** official, even soon his contract expires after that Iqbal must re-register.

"Ehemm" King cleared his throat to break Iqbal's silence and nervousness.

"Please order a meal first !" king said to Iqbal "our conversation will be long this time" King shifted the menu book in front of Iqbal.

"Ba-ik Mas" replied Iqbal nervously. His shaking hands grabbed the menu book on the table, he read one by one the menu list and the price of course.

"It's so expensive" .summer Iqbal, because part of the price of food there is comparable to the cost of living for a week.

Iqbal's eyes continued to observe and read every menu written, until the choice fell on iced tea, yes although the price was different when he ordered at a roadside tent stall, which was not, but at least the price of the drink will not drain his wallet with much.

"Es tea only Mas" said Iqbal

"No need Mas, I've eaten at home" replied Iqbal looking for an excuse.

"Oh so" King of the mangosteen-beard sign understood.

While Rara continues to watch over her brother and the man she loves, she finds out that Iqbal is trying his best.

Not long after a waiter came and served food on the table, Iqbal's eyes rounded to find the amount of food.

"Please eat first !" pinta King

"But I just ordered a drink" Iqbal replied.

"If you don't eat, then all of this will upset me the least like the name of throwing away food, so eat !"

Keyla had already endured her laughter seeing the cold nature of the husband, because only this time did she see the King speak on expression, saying, perhaps it was because the King wanted to see how serious the male sitting beside her husband was to Rara.

Iqbal began to feed the food into his mouth, chewing slowly as if really enjoying the food when in his heart he felt the food as if it could not escape in his throat.

Iqbal glanced around and found everyone enjoying their meal.

"After a meal, please leave you both with Iqbal" King told Keyla and Rara.

"Good Bang" the two answered in unison.

Until finally they finished eating, the King asked a servant again to clean the table and pay for his food, Iqbal was about to spend the money but was immediately detained by the King.

"Let me alone" the king told Iqbal.

After paying for the food, Keyla and Rara leave. For a moment Rara's eyes looked at Iqbal's face in a gesture of resignation, and all of that was monitored by the King.

"Ehem-ehem" said the King made Rara immediately turn her gaze.

"We're saying goodbye to Bang" Keyla kissed the back of her husband's hand.

"Be careful Neng, when you're done, Abang kabarin" replied the King gently.

Keyla nodded after that to drive Rara away.

Now there remained the King and Iqbal, who looked at each other as the King now moved his seat before Iqbal.

Seeing the King's gaze made Iqbal nervous half to death, his heart pounding violently and his palms were already in cold sweat.

"What do you see from my grandfather ?" ask King.

"No Mas, I love Rara sincerely without seeing who she is" Iqbal replied sincerely, but of course Iqbal's answer did not make the King satisfied, could the man's speech was lying.

"Evenings Rara has told me about you, about your work, is it true that you can finance my adek with your work now"

"God willing Mas, I will try and I still want Rara to continue her lecture until the end, I will try"

The king looked at Iqbal's face, there was seriousness there, making the King a little sure that the man really loved his brother

"Then if you're married where will you take Rara ?" The king asked again.

"That's me handing it over to Rara mas, if she wants to come with me I'll take it to my simple contract, please, but if he refuses and still wants to stay at his parents' house so I'll go with him"

The king nodded his head, looking back at the man from top to bottom. Iqbal's appearance was very simple in contrast to what the King wore.

"If I don't respect your relationship and Rara how ?" asked the King to make Iqbal ventured to look at his face.

"I will accept it with sincerity"

The king smiled "that means you don't really love my brother, because if you love Rara you will fight"