Marry my Raise Brother
Chapter 13
Erka and Cindy have been hitching a ride in her daddy's house for a week. No conversation will be taken as to where the newlyweds' household is going. The original plan would have occupied the apartment, but the eldest son of the Hutomo family replaced it uncompromisingly with his wife.
Busying herself in the office all day, Erka chose to seek the attention of Ayleen who stayed away from her. In fact, the girl no longer wants to see her face every time she meets in the dining room or when she accidentally crosses paths.
“Erka, contact Rarendra. Ask the young man to have dinner at home,” Hutomo said, shortly after dissolving the meeting.
Erka who started to read the gelagat went wrong since the night of her wedding reception, flinched, in contrast to Ersa who looked ordinary.
“Dad, what for?” Erka ensure. His eyes shifted to his sister, Ersa.
“Daddy would like to know him more.” Hutomo explained. Do not want to convey his intentions before discussing it with his own concerned.
“This has nothing to do with Ayleen, right?” guess Erka, frankly.
When Ayleen's name was mentioned, Ersa raised her gaze. The concentration is messy, the pile of documents that has been grabbing attention is no longer important..
“Dad, this is serious?” Ersa made a sound when he could begin to string the direction of Hutomo's mind.
“What do you think?” The old man asked for an opinion.
“I disagree.”
“I disagree, Dad.” Erka and Ersa refused compactly.
Hutomo. Look at his son in turn. “How can you two be so compact?”
“I disagree. Ayleen is still a child.” Ersa revealed the reason for her refusal. He could not imagine when his sister had to get married one day.
“Then? Is there anything more appropriate in your opinion. Daddy's interested in him. Seedlings, weights, and bebetnya fit into the criteria. He had a good career, a graduate abroad, from a distinguished family. What's again? Daddy found no flaws.” Hutomo looked at his two sons in turn.
Erka was silent, Ersa was silent. If Hutomo had sent down the decree, no one would have disputed. Both of them were just praying that the wishes of the old man before them were not fulfilled.
“Give me his mobile number. Daddy's gonna invite him in specially tonight. At least Rarendra needs to get to know Ayleen, as well as your sister. If both are suitable, Daddy will discuss it directly with Mr. Tan.”
Erka couldn't resist, grabbed a piece of paper and chalked up a row of numbers she got from her phone. Mind fucked. If Hutomo's wish is granted, he can't imagine Ayleen being his own best friend.
“Yes God, it doesn't feel willing. That sweet lips will belong to another man.” Erka. Both hands clenched, the look on his face was not friendly.
“Your friend is annoying. Next time never introduce your friend to Daddy. I know all your friends aren't all right. All female players. So what is Ayleen plain in their hands.” Ersa nagging.
***
“Goodnight.” Rarendra with a casual look greeted the owner of the house. He was contacted by Hutomo this afternoon to attend a dinner. As an experienced man, of course he understands the meaning of the invitation intended specifically for him.
“Rendra? You have arrived?” Hutomo welcomed his guest's helping hand, complete with a hug and pat on the shoulder.
“Yes, Om. Sorry a little late.” Rarendra smiled kindly.
“It's okay. Dinner won't start without you. You special guest tonight, of course everyone has to wait.” The old man's laughter echoed in the living room of his house. His gaze was fixed upward, waiting for his daughter to descend and join in.
The old man called one of the house assistants to call Ayleen down and join in.
