Love Lembayung Dusk

Chapter 40 Getting married tomorrow?

"Om going, you're getting married tomorrow! Can you?"

"Hah," cried Adit gasp in disbelief at the request of Zahir who impressed the order.

"Tomorrow to get married" murmured Adit repeating.

"You're serious, aren't you, same kid, Om?" Zahir asked again.

"Yes, I'm serious. But, why the sudden, Om?"

Adit shrieked as Zahir's gaze sharpened on him. I wanted to take back what he said, but already said.

"If you are, seriously? You, definitely don't mind, do you?"

"But Om---" said Adit confused.

Adit's hard to say yes, but there's no way he's saying no. Indeed this is what he had hoped for since proposing to Dinda, when ever. However, his heart did not immediately accept. There was something prodding to agree to it all, what else his family did not know at all.

"If you, doubt. Om will be looking for someone else to marry Adin tomorrow" Zahir said flatly.

"Don't, Om," intercept Adit fast.

"Om give you, until noon tomorrow. If you disagree or do not come ... Om will marry Adin to someone else" Zahir threatened. "So take your time to talk to your family."

"If I, may you know ... what is the reason Om, want us to get married tomorrow?" Adit ignored what Zahir said, he was more interested in the reason for the sudden marriage.

"Lusa, Om will hold a press conference. And said, if the man who was photographed it was indeed the husband, Dinda," said Zahir with a heavy sigh.

"The most important thing is to reduce a little lie about the facts. Therefore, Om wanted, Dinda got married before the press conference was held."

Adit fell silent and permeated every sentence spoken, Zahir. Until you really understand what it means.

"If Om, want to reduce the lie by marrying us ... what Om, can guarantee? If it's an ex-husband, Dinda won't open her voice? Or worst of all, he was talking about a divorce that had just been even. The problem is, it gets more complicated. "

Adit had been nervous since then, and that was undeniable. However, when the soul of his business began to be provoked by Zahir's calculations, then the mode of negotiation has mastered to the nervousness of parse out somewhere.

"That's what you're doing, Om doing these two days. You just think about the plan to get married tomorrow. Let it be business, Om."

"What princess, Om don't know about this plan yet?" guess Adit.

Adit thought that if Dinda knew about getting married tomorrow, then she would have already been told by the lover. Therefore, Adit guessed that Dinda also did not know the plan of her own father.

"Yes, Om hasn't said tomorrow's plan on Adin. But everything is ready, just waiting for the ability, you."

"What if the reporters find out for themselves about the divorce, Dinda?" Adit is still looking for a gap to solidify the heart say 'yes' without obstacles.

"And they matched the date of her divorce to this one, meanwhile, Om would say if the wedding was before the photo was shared. Then it would be very strange if the time of his iddah was just enough, but was married again," added Adit straighten said seriua.

"More embarrassing where? Marry again when his iddah period is enough, or have a husband and wife relationship but without any marriage ties?"

Adit silenced a thousand languages, he was defeated by a wrong calculation. If faced with that choice, then the choice of marriage is the answer.

"From Adin's story, it happened before his iddah even. And it just so happened that the photo was scattered when his iddah was even. Then all you have to do is take advantage of it and catch the perpetrator to keep his mouth shut."

"Then, what if the culprit backfires?"

"Already, Om said .. You don't have to think about it, Om has taken care of it with a lawyer. You just say, agree or not?" ask Zahir no less seriously.

Adit sighed slowly, his sturdy and wide back slowly leaning back in search of comfort on the back of the chair while petting the request of the man before him.

Think about what risks will confront them, if really done.

"good. I'll come tomorrow" Adit said after a moment of thought.

"Good, Om wait for tomorrow."

As much as her power held back her crying voice. Not crying because it will be married, right! If in the past he did not want to get married, but seeing Adit's struggle his heart was already broken and also wanted it. She does not care about being labeled as a woman who cannot stand alone and lonely, the most important thing is that there are people who want to understand her and all her shortcomings.

It's just that hearing a series of sentences between his father and Adit, about photos and all the risks has disturbed the little heart, Dinda.

So great is the problem created behind a piece of photography, not only is he at stake, but the honor of his family is also threatened.

Dinda rushed to run when she heard Adit was going to come out of her father's study. Wiping tears before anyone knows if he has been crying while stealing the conversation his father and Adit had.

"Sister," call someone. Without even looking at the person, Dinda knew it was Kaamil's voice.

Dinda turned her head and found Kaamil with Candra who had just arrived.

"Where's dad?" ask Kaamil.

"In the study, hang on again--."

"Oh again talk about it," said Kaamil cutting Dinda's sentence.

"Come on Bang, let's go to the kitchen! Find food, laper's stomach. Don't hesitate, Bang, consider it your own home." Kaamil embraced Candra and pulled her towards the kitchen.

Zahir and Adit arrive just as Kaamil and Candra disappear behind the wall into the kitchen.

"Adin."

"Yes, Pa?"

"Attar Adit ahead," Zahir ordered.

Dinda nodded while glancing at Adit. "Kaamil, just came, Pa," he said as he approached.

"Now where is it?"

"In the kitchen" said Dinda before passing with Adit.

The two walked together silently, thinking of something.

"Does Mas Adit mind marrying me?" Dinda couldn't bear to not ask about it.

Adit stopped his footsteps in the main doorway, and immediately turned to Dinda.

"What are you, eavesdropping?" tanya Adit and Dinda looked down feeling guilty.

"I don't mind marrying you at all, don't you know? This is what I've been waiting for since we were in a relationship." Adit turned his body to face Dinda and clasped his hand while smiling warmly, staring lovingly.

"But perhaps, Mas will also be affected if married to me." Dinda knows, not only himself will be highlighted by the media, Adit's life will also have the same impact.

"I promised, right? That I'll tie you up in a marriage relationship! God has opened the way. Ahh, one more important thing, I also promise to help you and maybe this is the best way," Adit said sincerely.

Dinda could not reply to what Adit had said, she was too moved until her tongue felt faint even though she said a single word.

"Come, take me to the front."

Dinda just nodded with a blurred look.

Before getting into the car, the two looked at a large black motorcycle parked not far from Adit's car.

"I go home first, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon. Assalamualaikum," said Adit from inside the car with the glass open perfectly.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Be careful, Mas Adit," said Dinda, waving her hand to accompany the departure of the car that was moving away.

"Do we have to get married this way, Mas Adit?" batin Dinda.

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