Lying (Loving In Sepi)
Princess
A beautiful woman got off the plane. Black glasses with prices in the tens of millions, clothes. bags and everything attached to women it feels like nothing is priced below millions.
Beautiful, tall, white, and sure enough, women are smart.
Her name is Princess Hartono. Son of an Indonesian conglomerate, the owner of the second largest textile company in Indonesia. His father, Muhajir Hartono, was one hundred of the most influential people in Indonesia. His father is also included in the ranks of the twenty richest people in Indonesia version forbes. Perfect.
The woman returned to Indonesia with her degree Princess Hartono, S.Kom., M.B.A. (graduate degree in communication and master of Business Administration).
Now the woman arrived at the door of her house. And he knocked on the door of the house.
Door opens.
"Daughter?" Said the man in the door in disbelief.
The princess replied with a warm smile. And somehow in what second, the princess was in the arms of someone who was none other than her older brother. Arif Hartono's.
"Why didn't you say Deck? I can pick you up." Arif protest after mareka's embrace was released.
"Let's be a surprise." Princess Reply.
"Yes, let's go in!" Bring Arif.
The princess and Arif entered the house. Arriving in the living room the Princess shouted.
"Surprise!!!"
All turned their heads towards the Princess who was standing beside Arif. And Yes! Princess managed to make mareka wide with his arrival.
"Papa's daughter?" Mr. Muhajir seemed to not believe what was in front of him. Child's back.
Mr. Muhajir got up and spread his arms. Knowing the intentions of the Papa, the Princess immediately scattered into the arms of her Papa.
"Papa misses me so much." Liroh Pak Muhajir when the Princess was in his arms.
"Princess too." Reply Princess while releasing her embrace oada Papaanya.
"This is Om Joy with Aunt Yura, let's go salim first." Perintaj Pak Muhajir to Putri.
Princess according, she was saluting O. Joy dab Aunt Yura who sat on the sofa opposite the Papa.
"It feels like just yesterday Om saw you eat that ice cream cane, now it turns into a pretty girl." Temptation Om Joy and is answered with a sweet smile by the Princess.
"Hehe, Om can do it." Princess who is now sitting near her father.
"Have a girlfriend yet?" It was aunt Yura's turn to ask.
"Not aunty." Answer the Princess shyly.
"It just so happens, it feels like our relationship to be different is not bad, Mr Muhajir?"
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"Package!!!" Shouted a man from outside the house.
"Yes!!" Sahut Nabila from within.
With a hasty step Nabila ran open the door. If he didn't hear wrong, he heard a man screaming for a package. Is that a courier? But as Nabila remembered, he did not order any items in the online store.
Finally, Nabila opened the door. And it looks like a man who wears a green hernica jacket, typical of the color of the application. Maybe his age is in his forties. No need to guess, it was Ojol.
"This is Ma'am no delivery of flowers." Said the man while giving a bouquet of daisy outih to him.
"I'm sorry Ma'am!"
And the ojol went to leave the yard of Nabila's house.
Nabila looked at the flower that was now in his hand.
"I forgot to ask again, whose sender is." Nabila was just aware of his stupidity.
A moment later, there was a call coming into HP Nabila.
"Hello Mas."
"Yes hello. How are the flowers not yet?"
"Udah! This is from Mas Egy?"
"Yes. Like no?"
"Like."
"Good if you like. I'm glad to hear it"
After the phone connection was cut off, Nabila sighed heavily. If you can be honest, actually Nabila is less interested in the flower. I prefer red roses. But there is no way he said that to Egy, maybe later the man was offended. Good-nice Egy wants to give her flowers and always pay attention to her.
"I love red roses."
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Egy was busy struggling in his study with important documents that he had to finish immediately. Egy who used to not want to come home from the USA to continue the company, is now inversely proportional to his previous wishes. He became a love of work, a workaholic.
Discuss work issues. Egy's current workspace also serves as a library. Egy has a hobby of reading. Eitss, don't get me wrong, Egy's a hobby, not a novel? He's more into those business books. No one likes to read romance novels, it doesn't matter to them.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
The sound of knocking on the door blew his concentration.
"Who?" Ask Egy from the inside.
"Let's Ma!"
After getting permission from Egy, Bu Yura Pun entered. He gave a smile to his eldest son.
"It's still busy?"
"A little more."
Bu Yura approached towards Egy, then pulled up a chair and sat down beside Egy.
"What's the matter Ma?" Ask Egy without shifting his attention to the laptop screen in front of him. It seems that now the laptop screen is more important than just looking at the mother.
"You know what, when the princess comes home?" Bu Yura asked in a tone that showed some pleasure.
"No."
"What the hell are you? you're her best friend, you don't know."
"Well, even if he's a good friend, if he doesn't tell you, I don't know."
"He came home yesterday."
No response from Egy.
"She's more beautiful!" Added Bu Yura.
"It was beautiful before." Egy said, he did not care much about his mother's words.
"But it's more beautiful now." Bu Yura insisted.
"Yes already Ma, nice dong. If she is more beautiful, why? Should we suggest she enter Miss Indonesia?" Egy's tone looks a bit upset, maybe because the discussion becomes disturbed concentration work.
"Ih..., what are you doing?" Bu Yura's grumbling was upset. Her son's time doesn't know what it means.
"Finally strange mama, I never saw a beautiful person, but more beautiful than her is also a lot."
"You're not sensitive, are you? Mama thinks you fit in."
"We've been matching Ma for a long time, even he's considered my own sister. Less suitable what else try?" Egy glanced at Bu Yura for a moment, then refocused on the beginning.
Indeed, Egy's sensitivity level is at the lowest level.
"Mama doesn't mean sister. As couple. She's beautiful, smart, and from a respectable family." Now Bu Yura no longer pleasantries, after all his son will not understand. Let him express his intentions.
Hearing that, Egy's activity came to a halt. Egy looked into his mother's eyes. "Sorry Ma, Egy is not interested."
"What makes you interested? What do you want to find again? You're already established to get married. What are you gonna wait for? All this time Mama saw you just focus on the office. If you don't go to the office, you are sick. Is that as much as you equal work? Though as you know, you used to be very anti in telling me to break up the company." Cerocos Bu Yura was long with an annoyed tone.
Ah... Bu Yura didn't know what made her son go to the office.
"Color in the office I found my happiness Ma." Of course it can only be said in the heart, even though his lips are smiling.
"When do you want to marry Egy?" Ask Bu Yura again.
"Quickly."
What answer is that?
"You're talking seriously."
"Egy too." Reply Egy relax.
"Where's your candidate? Mama didn't see you ever introduce mama to a girl."
"Ma, but Mama forgot."
"Will Ma, after the project is complete." Now Egy's gaze met with Bu Yura.
"What is true?"
"Yes Ma, Egy is serious."
"Who's name?"
"Nabila Ma's. She's beautiful, and Egy loves her so much."
Bu Yura could see the happiness that radiated on Egy's face. His son seems to like this woman. Just look, his eyes were very sparkling when he mentioned the name of the woman.
"Know where? People here too?" Bu Yura became curious, who had knocked down the fortress of his son's heart.
Egy smile. "Later if Egy brought it here, Mama acquaintance huh?"
Bu Yura nodded. If your child is happy, yes! Let it.
"Egy hope, Mama can accept him. Egy loves her very much."
Wah Egy has been exposed to acute bucin syndrome.
"If you're in love, then what can you do?" Bu Yura raised her shoulders, as if she was resigned to Egy's verdict.
"Booly!"
Yep! Her mother could bless. That's all Egy expected.
(Hay hay. You guys prefer Nabila Egy, or Nabila Nadeo? Coming huh?)
