
Dinda who had deliberately stolen the conversation between her father and Adit, was not interested in asking the father again despite the opportunity to assert.
He preferred to be quiet, waiting for the person planning the sudden wedding to say it himself.
"It is still unexpected that I, like Si Danu," said Kaamil holding indignation, "If there is none, Bang Candra ... really want to kill, he," Kaamil continued grumbling.
"Astaghfirullah ...call, don't just say, you," Mita scolded and threw a sofa cushion at Kaamil who was sitting in the other chair with Dinda.
"Hehe .. sorry, Ma." Kaamil grinned while taking shelter on her brother's back.
"Hhhh, has he been caught?" ask Dinda.
They just found out who the person who did the photo spread from Kaamil and Candra's brief description. However, still confused about the motives of his brother's friend did all this.
"Sister, you didn't listen to me?" pissed Kaamil.
Dinda grimaced as she shook her head slowly and immediately got a throw pillow from Kaamil that was used to throw Mita.
"Sister, suck," grumbled Kaamil.
"You, that suck." Dinda returned the pillow, but her hands were held in the air as Kaamil stood up and hid behind the sofa of her parents.
From that moment Dinda's mind floated on the wedding that would happen tomorrow afternoon, so that she did not listen to what her sister and father were talking about.
Candra also came home after talking to Zahir thirty minutes ago. Now the four of them sit in the tv room to discuss the next step for the press conference tomorrow.
However, apparently Dinda was not included in the discussion because he was busy in the content of his own thinking.
"Blee." Kaamil clenched her tongue, mocking Dinda who did not touch her.
"Review, you." Dinda was lured and immediately stood up to catch Kaamil.
Kaamil stood by, immediately running to avoid the pursuit of her brother around the sofa occupied by Mita and Zahir to seek shelter.
Several rounds surrounded his parents until Zahir spoke to Dinda and Kaamil.
"Both of you, sit down" Zahir commanded.
Dinda and Kaamil stopped and immediately shrieked when they saw Zahir's sharp gaze. The two sat back with faces down in fear.
"You guys, this. Instead of being serious, even joking," Zahir scolded firmly and coldly.
"Sorry, Pa" exclaimed the two softly as they gulped.
"You, Adin! Not focused, but serving, Emil!" snapped Zahir.
"Sorry, Pa," said Dinda.
"You, also Mil .. Don't be kidding, this is not finished yet."
"Yes, Pa .. sorry," Kaamil said regretfully.
Zahir let out a heavy sigh looking at Dinda and Kaamil. He was happy if the two could joke, just that the time was not right for now when the peace of his soul as a parent was disturbed by the dowry of his eldest daughter.
"Now you listen, Papa is fine," said Zahir seriously paused his sentence. "Tomorrow, Adin will marry Adit! My mom and dad had everything ready. So ... Papa, hope you can focus on tomorrow's press conference the day after tomorrow" Zahir said.
"Huh. Adin's sister, married tomorrow?" pekik Kaamil shocked.
In contrast to Dinda who was subdued silent a thousand languages. Kaamil glanced at the three alternately with a gaze demanding an explanation. Apparently, the plan is only Mita knows.
"So, Candra and Kaamil have caught up, Danu. He'll force us to confess, that you two are husband and wife. And his motive for doing the abduction was because someone envied you, so pay him. Candra will help take care of everything" Zahir explained to Dinda as well as answering Kaamil's questions.
"What if Danu refuses?" Kaamil asked just as Dinda thought.
"According to information from the men, Candra. And we will make an offer for it" Zahir replied.
"Oiya .. if not wrong, I've met Danu, in the hospital perennial, Grandpa," recalls Kaamil.
"So don't you remember, do you?" reply Kaamil turned to Dinda.
"Yes, I remember."
"What?" insist Zahir.
"Emmm, it---."
"Must be paid for the girl, right?" guess Dinda.
"Who knows the money is still lacking .. and he got this job," Zahir said quickly.
"Emmm but, Pa ... the girl is .. not an ordinary girl," said Kaamil still hesitant.
"Girls mean, you?"
"Bu-not." Kaamil scratched his temple with both eyebrows raised.
"Then?" Mita chimed in, curious too.
"Emil's theme, paid guy, Pa, Ma ...," prunes Dinda to help answer.
"Yes. That's obvious, right, payment? That's why he works because he gets paid. So, we'll pay him and tell him to tell me. Who's the one who paid him," Zahir responded casually.
Dinda and Kaamil looked at each other.
"Not just that, Pa," Kaamil refused with a slightly deviated Zahir presumption.
"Which obviously dong said, don't muter-muter. Make me dizzy," complained Mita.
"Where are you, obviously?" gumam Kaamil monologue.
"Papa Mama, remember not the same news Adin in mensos?" sela Adin with questions and got nods from both her parents.
"Where you might forget, Adin. We're still pushing, let's quickly stop the news," annoyed Mita.
"What news?" tanya Dinda ignored the frustration of the mother.
"Why wear everything? That, right news, you yourself, even wondering again," upset Mita grumbled.
Mita was still shocked by the news that befell Dinda. Now when he got the question from his own daughter made him think that his son was not thinking and might consider the matter trivial, unlike him and the husband.
"Javab aja, Ma," urged Dinda impatiently. He also did not want to long remember the news.
However, Dinda realized, if the problem is not resolved .. then they will definitely continue to discuss it even if they do not want to.
"Hiring a hired man out of loneliness," Mita replied lazily and very lazily.
A second later, Mita and Zahir looked at each other and choked then looked at Dinda and Kaamil alternately who were nodding for sure.
"Astaghfirullah hal azim. It's the end of time" cried Mita shuddering in horror.
"If the girl has a lot of money, why bother taking this job?" Zahir shook his head inexhaustibly. On the one hand Danu workmanship is wrong, but considering the other work is also increasingly wrong.
"That's the question! Does Brother have the same problem Danu? Or girl?" sergeant Kaamil.
Dinda was stunned, digesting questions and remembering things at once. Dinda shook her head in doubt while gulping spit. Rush a drink, with memories glaring far away. Is there a mistake that he does not remember and accidentally hurt someone.
"Later, let Papa talk the same, Candra about this info," said Zahir destroying Dinda's daydreams.
"Now we're pretty much going after tomorrow's wedding plans."
"So that's the reason, Papa met the same, Mas Adit? Does Mas Adit, agree with a marriage that seems rich to take advantage for us, but impact on life, Mas Adit later?"
Dinda came back moody to hear Kaamil's words, actually that's what she's thinking about Adit.
"We'll see tomorrow. If Adit, comes .. means he agrees."
"Mas Adit, I'd agree. Because the plan is also to propose, Adin," said Dinda.
"He is a girl, but we don't know what his family thinks. As said, Emil earlier ... this is beneficial for us, but it could be bad for his future or vice versa."
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