
It was almost a month after Aiden visited Rania's house and there was no word from the man. Making Rania swallow disappointed and concluded it was possible that Aiden had given up on fighting for her.
To divert the grief, Rania works in Raden's office as well as Rania can.
Like now he's sitting in his chair facing a pile of files. Rania's position as deputy director is indeed quite challenging for her who is new to the world of work.
But Rania is not discouraged. Work makes his focus distracted from the heartache that hit.
Rania got up from her seat and walked over to Raden's desk. He submitted a file to investigate the father.
"According to Dad, how?" ask Rania.
Raden read the file carefully. However, Raden suddenly looked up at Rania.
Makes the person who is stared at wrinkle the face of wonder.
"What's up, Dad?"
During this month the relationship between Rania and Raden did still look quite cold for the size of a child and father.
But to be honest, Rania already did not hold any anger or even disappointment at Raden. Because with his stay in the Netherlands there is also a positive side.
Rania has a lot of work experience and she also knows that Aiden is not a man who wants to fight for her.
Rania thinks Aiden will still come to the house to try to get the blessing of Raden. But in fact after that day, Aiden did not come back and did not even give news.
"You look tired, Rania" Raden said after long staring at his daughter's face.
"Me?" Rania pointed to herself. "I'm fine, Dad."
"Do you want to go back to Indonesia?"
Rania was stifled and astonished after hearing Raden's question. Until he stammered unable to say what.
Rania could only shake her head. "I feel right here, Dad. I've been able to accept the situation and forget Aiden."
Now it was Raden's turn to frown in astonishment.
How could Rania forget Aiden? They are getting married soon, Raden thought.
The fat man opened his mouth about to speak but right then and there, the ringing of the phone distracted Rania and Raden.
Soon Raden picked up the phone from one of his business associates. Meanwhile, Rania decides to leave the room once she sees Raden getting a phone call that seems to be from an important person.
As she exits the door, Rania crosses paths with Vincent. The views to the two met but as soon as possible Rania decided the view by diverting in the other direction.
"Would you like some afternoon, Rania?"
Vincent asked Rania who was no longer wearing the frills of the lady when she said hello.
Rania shook her head in response.
"Why? It's lunch hour. If you want, I'll take you."
"No. Thank you, Vin. I still have a lot of work."
Vincent sighed. Before Rania steps away she asks, "Did you often exchange news with Aiden?"
Rania astonished. After hearing the question from Raden now for the second time, he was also astonished by the question from Vincent.
"No. Why why?"
"It's okay," Vincent smiled widely. "Aiden is handsome?"
Rania's forehead is getting wrinkled, even now her mouth is half gaping.
He was very astonished and did not understand Vincent asking such a question. However, Rania's determination to forget Aiden made the woman just shrug her shoulders.
"Yes, that is," answered Rania casually and left Vincent.
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Aiden's gaze was fixed on a screen that displayed graphics and numbers. However, Aiden's thoughts branched out on his marriage to Rania.
Yeah, by the time he met Raden. The man approves of Rania's relationship with Aiden, provided that Rania must remain in the Netherlands before she officially becomes Aiden's wife.
Raden and Aiden have always been in touch about the wedding. It's just that Raden didn't tell Rania because he thought Rania had been told by Vincent.
While Aiden did not inform Rania because from what Abe said, a couple of brides-to-be should not meet until the wedding day arrives.
Whether what Abe said was true or not, Aiden preferred not to tell Rania at all.
Being afraid of him cannot resist longing. So Aiden decided to commit himself to office work.
Aiden breathed a sigh of relief as the meeting ended. Honestly, he was very unfocused on today's meeting.
"Pads."
"Yes, Boss."
"Prepare a flight to the Netherlands for tomorrow!"
"Who's going to Holland, boss?"
Aiden cast a sharp look at Abe and in a stern tone he said, "Of course, I. Who else?"
"But, Boss. My parents said, if people want marriage it should not meet…"
"Yes yes, I know too" Aiden said, cutting off Abe's remarks. "But I have to meet with Rania as soon as possible. Although the wedding party is already prepared, but I want Rania to choose her own dress that she will wear."
Abe's lips pursed Aiden's glance. Then muttered, "Let's say, you can't help but miss."
"What did you say?"
Abe shook his head. "No, Boss."
Seeing Aiden's eye bead that highlighted sharply, hurriedly made Abe look for another topic of discussion.
"So, are we going to tell Rania that Boss is going to Holland?"
"No need. I want to give Rania a surprise."
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The day Aiden was waiting for arrived. The day he set foot in the windmill country to meet his future wife.
This time he was not accompanied by Abe. But he came alone, because Abe had been assigned to hold his job while he went to the Netherlands.
Aiden headed straight for Rania's house. He was welcomed by Vincent.
"I want to see Rania" Aiden told the point.
"Rania and Mr. Raden are leaving" Vincent said, examining Aiden's performance from the ground up.
Aiden felt uneasy with Vincent's gaze. How not? Vincent's gaze cast on Aiden looks like someone's longing gaze on his lover.
"Listen, Vin! I don't want any more brawls between us. So let me in and wait for Rania inside."
Vincent pulled one end of his lips into a grin. Then he shifted his body to create enough empty space for Aiden to pass through.
"Please," said Vincent as he stared intensely at Aiden. "But in this house there is no one. You sure want to wait inside."
"I'm sure" Aiden replied firmly and then immediately stepped past Vincent's body to enter the house.
Vincent smiled meaningfully as he closed the door and locked it.
"The journey here must have been exhausting. Do you want a drink?" Vincent asked with a fixed look at every inch of Aiden's body that was now sitting leaning on the sofa.
"May," Aiden replied casually without suspecting what Vincent was planning.