
Layla stepped slowly into Mr. Marc's house, following the steps of the woman who had picked him up. A little nervous he felt, sad in the heart had tried to forget. Useless is too prolonged, since childhood he has lived with a lot of stress and injustice. With it all, he can be tough to face everything that is not in accordance with his wishes.
The atmosphere of Mr. Marc's house is so cool, the temperature of the hot capital is clearly much different from the conditions inside the luxury house. At the end of the living room, the woman who picked up Layla stopped, allowing Layla to enter the living room and head to the dining table. Layla with a calm demeanor walked slowly with grace, trying to be confident in a dress that cost nothing. Even the price of Risa's clothes was much more expensive than her dress, the little boy Layla now saw was having a warm conversation with Dinan at the dinner table.
“The guests we are waiting for have arrived,” said Mr. Marc when he saw Layla coming near his dining table.
“Hai, Auntie!” sapa Risa with spirit, in contrast to Dinan who only looked at Layla flatly.
“Hai,” greet Layla with a friendly to Risa.
“Tante want to come with us?” take Risa innocently.
“Iya dear, aunt Layla wants to have dinner with us today,” between Bu Eva to her son.
“Wah, rame dong bun dinner us.”
Mr. Marc laughed faintly, even with Ms. Eva. Only Dinan seemed flat from earlier. “Sit, Layla. Consider it your own home,” said Mr. Marc let Layla sit down.
Layla pulls the chair right in front of Dinan. He now even feels nervous about Dinan's attitude, rather than with his future father-in-law.
“You haven't returned the documents you took yesterday?” Dinan asked flatly.
“Ma-sorry, Sir. The document is still the same Mr. Marc,” Layla replied hesitantly.
“Do not discuss that, Dinan, we want to discuss your marriage problems,” said Mr. Marc.
“That's Dad's business, I just want this wedding to be held simple, no need for a massive event, no need to invite others, just enough family. Don't embarrass me for marrying a regular employee and don't exaggerate the news of this marriage.”
Layla gulped at Dinan's words. Aye, right. He is indeed just an ordinary employee, not in the class of a director, even if Dinan's plan goes smoothly, Dinan will become a CEO who will lead the Marc Group. Not the Director who leads the property company only.
Layla could hardly hear Dinan's words just now, only now she felt unworthy to sit there remembering the cheap dress she was wearing.
“You are, really stubborn, Dinan,” said Mr. Marc. It was completely out of ways to deal with Dinan's stubbornness.
“I need that document to change the plan on that land, Well,” Dinan continued, “I won't cancel that eviction plan, but instead, instead, I can find a good area for the children of the home. Close to education, health, and far from industrial areas, offices or shopping centers as it is now.”
Layla was only fixated on hearing Dinan's explanation. The man now looked not as cruel as he had expected.
“That's great, Nan,” timpal Bu Eva who was busy putting sambal on the dining table, “such areas are great for orphanages. Facilitate children's homes for their needs.”
“He only thinks about business, Bun,” cut Mr. Marc, “you already know that the land is problematic, right? that's why you want to immediately displace the parlor as soon as possible, so that it can be built with company assets.”
Dinan breathed a long breath. “Their old troubled foundation, Dad. I won the auction of the land fairly, the Bank has cleared the land problem. It's just that the foundation cheated,” Dinan explained.
Layla was still silent, she really did not understand what Dinan said at all. The woman could only look at Dinan enthusiastically, looking for the meaning of the man's sentence.
“You know who the people behind them are, Nan?” ask Mr. Marc to make sure.
Mr. Marc smiled, he was proud of Dinan's attitude. “They are indeed full of scandal, from the first it was like that,” closed Mr. Marc. He then stood up, helping Miss Eva who was done with the dinner preparation.
Ms. Eva picked up a plate of rice, then placed it right in front of Layla, making the woman instantly startled. He stood up to look at Ms. Eva with a bad feeling.
“Bu ..”
“Sit, La,” cut Bu Eva quickly, “ini your house too, no need to hesitate.”
Layla gulped, not knowing what to do. Fear of being presumptuous if you talk a lot, it is also not nice if treated like that by a family as rich as Marc's family. Layla was speechless, looking at Dinan who did not care about her.
“Your wedding will be hastened, so the discussion must be completed tonight,” continued Bu Eva with a smile on Layla.
“What aunt and sister Dinan will get married soon, Mommy?” ask Risa suddenly. At least that was all he understood from the long talk of the adults in front of him.
Layla was silent again, even facing Mr. Marc's five-year-old son he was nervous to say yes. At least that night she was grateful that her cheap dress was not looked down upon by the wealthy family.
***
That's right what Miss Eva said. It did not take much time, two days later Dinan and Layla married at the Marc family residence. Simply put, only their families and a few confidants came, including Richard who was shocked by the sudden news. Also the children of the orphanage were specially invited by Mr. Marc as the Layla family.
Everything went well. Layla looks tough to face it all. He spent two nights feeling sad about everything. With the circumstances he had to face. He also cried over the baby he loved. Until that moment he had not spoken anything to Bayu. Layla wants to meet Bayu, talk about the problems he faces. But Layla can't make men upset and angry, nor does she know what to talk to Bayu to explain everything.
“Why don't you talk about all this, La?” asked Ms. Irma while accompanying Layla at her wedding.
“Sorry, Mom. Layla does not want to burden Mom and the others, Layla also does not know that Mr. Marc invited mother and children here,” Layla replied weakly. They were in a room where Layla was decorated by the people of Eva's choice.
“What does this have to do with our parlour land, La?” ask Ms. Irma again. They were only the two of them in the room after Layla finished herself.
“Mother don't worry. Mr. Dinan will provide a new, more decent place for our home.”
Breathing softly came out from Bu Irma's mouth, her face looking sad with the circumstances. “You don't have to sacrifice like, La. Whatever the problem in the parlour, it's the responsibility of the mother, because the foundation entrusts the parlour to the mother.”
“Foundation is up, Mom. Do not burden yourself mother,” between Layla, “again also the land is problematic and Mr. Dinan is trying to overcome it.”
“From the beginning it was, La.” Ms. Irma rubbed Layla's hair slowly, they both sat by the window of the room, staring into the backyard of the mansion, there were some people enjoying the dishes, there were some people who enjoyed the dishes, including the children of the orphanage who looked very happy to be in the house as luxurious as the residence of the Marc family.
“Mean mother? do you know the land problem of the parlour?”
Ms. Irma breathed a long breath. “You are beautiful darling, really beautiful,” said Ms. Irma who switched their conversation. “Mother is proud to see you like this, La.”
Layla looked so beautiful in a long white dress. Also the makeup on her face is natural but displays her beauty that has been hidden.
Layla looks at Ms. Irma with clinging, she does not care about her makeup, Ms. Irma does not seem to want to open up about the problems in the parlour.