
...'Whoever is the man who gave birth to the woman, then he has taken care of the hearts of his parents.'...
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Arriving at the hotel parking lot where the event was held, Dinda immediately parked her car and got off.
Fortunately, Dinda had been told where the room of Rahimah which became the place of the bride.
"Where the hell is it? How did you just arrive?" the first person to scold him was Nurul after returning his greetings from him.
"Hehe, sorry ... there was a little obstacle," he said smiling casually.
"What obstacles?" nurul always wanted to know.
"There is no. Oh my God, ye are beautiful ..," said Dinda praising Rahimah.
"It could be you, I'm so embarrassed" said Rahimah met red like a cherry.
"You're not coming, Din?" Soraya looked around and looked for someone behind Dinda.
"Mama can't come, because grandpa is sick again," he said honestly.
"What's wrong, huh? If my mother can't attend!" sesal Dinda's.
"Yes, it's okay. Your grandfather is sick."
"Come, the bride is ready!" said the fairy interjected.
Dinda, Nurul and Soraya immediately help Rahimah stand up and take her to one of the rooms for the wedding reception.
The door opened, as soon as all eyes were on the bride who was being guided along with the others.
"Are you nervous, huh?" whispered Dinda and embraced Rahimah, although whispered but still heard by Soraya and Nurul.
"Enjoy it, the nervousness will also disappear anyway," said Soraya chimed in with whispers.
The womb does not speak, but only nods in response. Now their eyes were on the groom who was standing waiting for the bride to arrive.
Beside the guarantee, there was a pair of eyes that looked at Dinda with a happy smile, but the master pretended not to know.
After handing over Rahimah to Abdar, the trio came down to mingle with guests to entertain the invitees.
"Hi, honey!" greet the man who was watching Dinda.
"Mas Adit, what's the matter here?" Dinda glanced left and right, not wanting anyone to notice her with Adit.
"Meet you, I don't know," Adit confidently developed a sweet smile.
"Oh Allah, mending Mas Adit go! It welcomes its guests Mas Abdar! Later it is thought there is no more friendly," Dinda pushed.
Although actually Dinda was happy with Adit's arrival, but he remembered his status that a widow made him have to give distance.
"But not satisfied to see you," said Adit casually.
"Be careful lo, Mas ... later if Mas Adit caught Mas Abdar mostly talking with me, Mas Adit could be fired," said Dinda reminded that Adit quickly passed.
"How dare he fire me, which is all work makes him no time with his wife," challenged Adit convinced.
The talks of Adit and Dinda came to a halt when the presence of Intan was in their midst. "Om Adit! Mama said, welcome the new guests."
"You're a nuisance!" upset Adit.
Dinda gave a smile, looking at Adit's water that turned murky.
"Petatan Om .. later if later, can be in samperin mama."
While clucking Adit immediately turned his body and had a glance at Dinda who was laughing at him.
Enjoying the events and dishes served, Dinda accidentally saw a shadow of a man who was very familiar Dinda.
Sharpening her vision to recognize the person, Dinda was struck a small jolt when her guess turned out to be very true.
"Kaamil," muttered Dinda in disbelief.
"Hey, what the hell is this?" kaamil almost jerked Dinda's hand violently if he didn't see her face.
"Sister," screeches.
"Why don't you say you played it here?" dinda asked in annoyance.
"Hehe, it turns out brother to this show too huh?" answering questions with questions while scratching his head and grinning.
"Amaz, Kaamil .. Why didn't you say?" annoyed Dinda immediately curled Kaamil's neck.
"Sir, pardon ...," the younger brother groaned half-bending because his brother's body was shorter.
"Java!" sulk Dinda.
"Let go! Same clothes my hair is messy," he lamented.
With a feeling of annoyance Dinda let go of her sister, she looked back at Kaamil's clothes. Kaamil wore jeans and a leather jacket, but now looks much more handsome when wearing a suit and cloth pants.
"What?"
Kaamil could only grin at Dinda's annoyance.
"I just don't know if Brother to this event as well, I'll just get an order from papa to replace papa," replied Kaamil as it is.
"Not that, the one you asked why you weren't being honest about was going to the wedding?"
"It's okay, I'm afraid that Brother will come if I say."
"Yes if the goal is the same, mending was brother come with us?"
"Can, really! I don't want to talk to Brother, because my friends were also coming. They're afraid they'll seduce Brother."
That's why Kaamil did not want until his brother knew that he also went to the wedding, but Kaamil also did not know that the event they attended was the same.
"What if they dare to seduce Brother?"
"Ck, don't challenge them, brother. Even her age is as old as mama they dare to take her to the hotel in return for money."
Dinda shuddered in horror at Kaamil's story of his friends, "Are you the same as them, Mil?" dinda's voice turned cold, afraid that the younger sister was like that too.
"No," Kaamil replied quickly and confidently.
"Don't consider me like them, I know how to place and treat a woman properly. What else do I also have two women who are so precious as my mother and sister. So I won't touch women before the legal word is spoken, because it's the same as me degrading you guys" Kaamil said seriously.
Dinda heaved a sigh of relief, after listening to Kaamil's explanation. However, Dinda also does not want to be cheated, "Do not be friends with them again, you may later fall," worried Dinda.
"So calm down .. Even if they are like that, they will not dare to invite me to do that. As long as I never interfere in their affairs either."
"So much Brother is worried, you better find another friend."
"Yes .. I will try," Kaamil said.
"Don't just work, but MUST!" dinda's words were full of emphasis at the end of her sentence.
"Yes, yes ...," he said resignedly.
Kaamil better agree, otherwise her brother will not stop advising her in the hallway of the hotel.
Not far from where they were arguing, there was a pair of eyes that were watching them from the very first moment they came out from within the hall.
"Baara," called someone to divert his attention from Dinda and Kaamil while holding his shoulder.
"Yes, the latitude?"
"Let's go in! Why are you still here? What did you see?" following the direction of view that had been the center of attention of a man named Baara.
"No, let's go in!" Baara dodged and directly dragged the person into the hall.
"Founded by the woman" he muttered as he walked in.
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