Marrying my best friend's sister

The Beginning of the Marriage

"It's the tastiest drink I've ever had, miss." Jenifer repeated.

Icha just smiled thinly getting repeated praise from Jenifer. "Please enjoy, I'll let you go back." Icha nodded politely at her brother's guests.

Then walking towards the back pantry, and back again through the direction of the other road, faintly heard the sound of someone talking.

"As if someone is chatting." he said, walking to find the source of the voice.

When his footsteps were close to the origin of the sound source, "I seemed to recognize their voice."

"That's grandpa's voice, but who's the other one?" Icha peeked out of the room, looking through the dark glass. When viewed from the outside, but the glass was open, so that he could clearly hear their conversation.

"Well, how's your son?" ask his grandfather to Arka's father.

"He's here now,"

"I think you also know the master." in the interlude of the crisp laughter from the mouth of Arka's father.

"Ehmm yes, you're right, he's a very hardworking young man, whereas I've always intended to match him up with my granddaughter."

"Hahh you are exaggerating sir, that brat is very difficult to manage."

"But would you agree if I made him my son-in-law's grandson?"

"I don't have a problem with that, but just try to approach him yourself, the rest of me will help him."

"The bad boy is very hard to guess." repeated Mr. Felix again.

"All right, that means you've agreed, right?" ask grandpa Icha once more.

"I agree to it, so go ahead, I'll pray that he doesn't turn it down."

"Ehmmm fine then."

"But I heard she's gonna fail to get married yesterday?"

"You're right sir, I won't cover it up."

"Are you okay with all that?" asked mister Felix looking towards Icha's grandfather.

"I'm not going to question her past, but I see her now,"

"Have a high spirit of hard work."

"Alright, I hope my granddaughter doesn't reject it either, but I'm confused about talking to my own granddaughter."

"Why sir?" ask Mr. Felix.

"He was in school, and had a career in music."

"Will he approve my request." grandfather Icha.

"Really, it means you have to be patient, sir, young people today are very anti-matchy."

"Ehmm yes you're right Mr. Felix."

Icha who accidentally stole the hearing immediately took his own speculation. "Oh so I'll be betrothed to his son, Mr. Felix."

"Huh... no.., no. This can not be allowed, later I will talk to grandfather." Icha.

Then Icha continued her footsteps, walking towards the back garden to look for Megan's whereabouts.

"Where the hell is a child." murmured Icha.

Bruck...

"If the way uses his eyes." ketus Icha.

"Obviously wear eyes, not horns."

Hearing the voice the instant Icha looked up, Arka raised her hand to help Icha, but on the edge by her.

"Not pretend to be good."

"I just want to help you, miss."

"I don't need your help." stood up with difficulty, still putting on his haughty face.

"What else?" tanya Icha when she managed to wake up from the fall without the help of Arka.

"No, you seem to be upset."

"No, I'm really upset" he said.

"Really, but you shouldn't involve innocent people."

Icha who was lazy to listen to the ravings of Arka, continued his intention to look for Megan.

"Hey.. wait a minute, where are you going?" tanya Arka blocks Icha's arm.

"It's none of your business." looked bravely into Arka's eyes.

"What's wrong with my chest?" Arka held her own chest that worked twice as much, because her heart beat faster, seemed to be jumping.

Arka saw the departure of Icha until no longer seen his back.

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"Why your face?" megan asked, they were already in the gazebo. Sitting leisurely the two enjoyed the beautiful air with a gentle breeze sweeping their faces.

"I'm just pissed." pursed his lips, and his hands crossed his chest.

"I'm sorry..., what's upsetting you?" megan asked, sipping the float tea that was in front of her.

"You know, Grandpa's gonna set me up."

"Hahaha..., you'll be matched, I think it's better, and it'll change your tomboy nature."

"You're laughing at me?" Icha squinted her eyes at Megan.

"No, I'm just gonna wake you up."

"You mean?"

"Yes you'll take the match from your grandfather." - Sip the drink once more.

"I don't want to."

"You're the only one who got married."

"The problem is not that I am betrothed, if I am, then I will accept it with pleasure."

"You don't mess up." Icha glared her eyes at Megan.

"Megan how? I'm just giving you input."

"I don't know ah, anyway I'm upset." left Megan alone there. He who intends to go back to the room, passing the road that he just passed, this time Icha pretended to be ignorant not to listen to what his grandfather said.

"What a shame in my life." But something stuck in his heart, making his steps stop.

"Sir Arka, why are they with Mr Felix and also grandfather?" when he looked to the side, he forced him to stop.

"Or don't you want to be betrothed to me?" ask him himself.

"Oh no way." shook his own head.

"Icha, come here..."

"Oh my God, I'm so ashamed I got caught peeping at them."

"Why you stand there, come here." call his grandfather.

"Ah no cake, I was forgetting something." smiled awkwardly at the three people.

"A moment, come here." Mr. Kusuma's hand waved, indicating that he gave the order to come here.

With heavy footsteps Icha walked over to where the three of them were. "This is my grandson."

"Is this really your grandson, Mr. Kusuma?" asked Mr. Felix a little surprised.

"Ehmm yes, this is my only granddaughter." boasted Icha in front of the two of them.

"Wahh didn't expect miss, if the world was as wide as a moringa leaf."

"Ehhh you're Mr. Felix." Icha say hello to Mr. Felix.

While Arka who was there listened to their conversation.

"Have you two known each other before?" asked Mr. Kusuma to look at them in turn.

"Ehmmm yes grandfather was right, even this Mr. Felix who gave me a very large flower garden."

"You know sir, thanks to the flower garden gifts from you, I was able to create jobs for the crowd." Icha.

"Couldn't she?"

"Yes, sir, even the turnover can reach hundreds of bottles per day of production." Icha explained proudly.

"Well, you are very talented, miss." praised Mr. Felix.

"No sir, I'm still learning, it's all still in the crawl stage, because it hasn't reached the production of thousands." Icha while sitting her body, in the chair next to the grandfather of master Kusuma.

Arka was confused by what these two people were talking about.

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