My soul mate, my Papa Assistant

Ravish

The party atmosphere was so festive, the capital singing artist happily entertained the invited guests. Invitational guests are focused on the Mayang family, some eat the dishes that have been provided and some are also berselfi ria with both brides.

But who would have thought, among the party frenzy. It turned out that for the family of the bridegroom the atmosphere felt so uncomfortable, they did not enjoy the party, they had been just silent stiff, with an unsettled mind.

''quite, stop first'' pak kuncoro's orders to the artist by raising his hand, when the artist wants to develop a song again. Pak Kuncoro would like to talk briefly with Mr. Aditama. They sat on the chairs surrounding the table in front once.

The Aditama family was eating the dishes that had been prepared. Raihan, Mayang, mama Hanum and Mr. Aditama eat food so delicious. Aksa sat in the other seat, joined by several bodyguards and guards.

Mayang was not interested in paying attention to Ibnu and his family, he was indifferent, he tried to be elegant, like classy women. Unlike the Ibnu family who had continued to pay attention to Mayang and Raihan with misgivings. Ibnu's family and Ibnu were very afraid that Mayang or his father told him about all of Ibn's past. About all the crimes and rot that they have ever done the same Mayang to Pak Kuncoro and his wife.

''how do you think the food is delicious?'' asked Pak Kuncoro to make small talk, the wife sat next to him with a smile that always adorned her face and she was chatting with mama Hanum, while Raihan and Mayang were now just sitting quietly, she said, sometimes they whisper to each other, I don't know what the mother and child are talking about.

''this is very nice Mr. Kuncoro, thank you for welcoming us very well'' Mr. Aditama replied kindly.

''yes, equally sir. This is nothing compared to the arrival and presence of Mr. Aditama and his family. The Master and Family have taken the time to present at the wedding, which I know for a second the master must be very meaningful and valuable for the master''' Kuncoro said.

''Ah, sir Kuncoro is too much'' said Aditama while sipping a glass of water.

''do master Aditama want to have a selfie with my son-in-law and daughter?'' tuncoro.

''can also, but later on.'' replied Mr. Aditama with a cynical smile, he noticed Ibnu's face in the underarm, Ibn's face looks like tense, bearing the burden.

''if I may know, has Mr. Kuncoro's son-in-law been married before? Ah, I mean like this, I'm like a stranger to see the face of Mr. Kuncoro's daughter-in-law, oh yeah, what's her name? because I still forget to remember his name'' continued Mr. Aditama. He asked, pretending not to know.

''his name was Ibn Setyawan, Mr. Aditama. He is now the lead in my company, it has been there for 1 month. I really hope he can cooperate with you well.

''once upon a time, Ibnu had been married before. But her first marriage did not go well. He had separated because according to information I heard from Ibnu and his family that his ex-wife had never been a becus in serving Ibn, and he also could not adjust his appearance to Ibn, and he also could not adjust his appearance to Ibn, to make Ibnu often feel ashamed. Moreover, the same mama and his sister Ibnu, the woman also can never get along with them, said Mr. Kuncoro. Makes Mr. Aditama a little provoked by emotions. But, as soon as possible Mayang tried to stroke the hand of the papa to give comfort, this is not the time. Thought Mayang.

''really, are you sure?'' asked Mr. Aditama to take a look.

''yes, it seems like it is so master, because according to what I have heard so far, Ibnu is an exemplary employee and he is also persistent. It is certainly his ex-wife who is troubled in their marriage, not Ibn'', explained Kuncoro looks doubtful.

''but, for some reason from the first time I saw the man, I felt less like him. Sorry, it's nothing, Mr. Kuncoro, I'm just saying what I feel. Hopefully he can work well, like Kuncoro sir. Because otherwise, I will cancel all our cooperation, I do not want to lose Mr. Kuncoro''' Aditama stressed.

''sir, I assure you that Ibn will never disappoint the great company of the master.

Oh yes, is this the princess? She's so beautiful, I don't think I've seen her before!'' asked Pak Kuncoro to switch the topic of conversation, his gaze was fixed on Mayang who was sitting so gracefully.

''Yes, introduce this my only daughter Kuncoro sir, her name is Visensia Fitri Mayang Sari, and this is my favorite granddaughter Raihan Aditama'' said Aditama proudly, with a slightly raised voice. Mayang and Raihan smiled in a knot towards Pak Kuncoro.

''my granddaughter's father died a long time ago, she died while my daughter was pregnant. Since my marriage, my daughter has been with my close relatives abroad, and has just returned home. I had deliberately hidden the identity of my daughter before. But, tomorrow when my daughter has found her soul mate and will marry again, I will make a very lively party'' said Aditama a little bragging, who managed to make Mayang's face a little reddened, Mayang slightly scowled at the words of the father.

''oh ...! May your daughter soon be met with her soul mate as soon as possible sir, like my daughter Anggia''

''yes, hopefully. But my daughter will not let me marry a random person, she will marry a classy and responsible person''

''ih, papa'' Mayang chirps slightly hit the papa's burly arm.

''guarantee me my dear, you are very beautiful, papa hope you can get a handsome man who is commensurate with us'' Aditama seduced. Make mama Hanum, Raihan, Pak Kuncoro and his wife laugh together.

Sari who was sitting right next to their table, heard it with a furious feeling, but she could do nothing, her steps seemed to be locked, trudging Sari normalized her heartbeat, but could not. So too with her husband.

''oh, that woman is so beautiful, Sari. But, why does her face seem familiar, huh?!'' ask a close friend of Sari who had commented on Sari's status yesterday. He tapped his hand to his head, thinking. His gaze was always on Mayang.

''why have you been quiet from now on, Sar? Strange warm, usually the most fussy'' continued his friend Sari, feeling astonished.

''just shut up why, anyway!'' snapped Sari a little hard, her mood was really not good.

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Now comes the time for Mayang, Raihan, Mr. Aditama and mama Hanum to go to pelaminan.

They walked confidently, their footsteps running towards the restless mama Reni and Ibnu.

Ibn noticed his son Raihan, ''very handsome my son, just like me'' his mind mellow. ''and Fitri why can quickly turn into a beautiful, so perfect Fitri. Fitri is really sneaky why after we parted she just wanted to go back to her parents. Can be exhausted my history'' Ibn's inner raging, as if his heart was crushed and his chest felt like squeezed, it was very difficult for him to breathe.

Anggia stood up also restlessly, she was very afraid of losing Ibn, she was afraid that Ibn turned to Fitri again. The atmosphere of the wedding they dreamed of seemed to disappear, now there was only tension on their faces.

''you Why, do you hurt?'' asked Aditama when she stood in front of Mama Reni, mama Reni looked down with a pale face and lesnya.

''ti-dak, I'm fine'' Mama Reni replied nervously. He stretched out his hand, because he thought Aditama would shake hands with him. She wants Aditama and her ex-daughter-in-law to soon pass from the party.

''not be careful'' press Aditama in a loud voice, until heard by many people. He brushed off Mama Reni's hand. People's gazes were directed towards them. So did the gaze of Pak Kuncoro and his wife who stood beside Ibn at the opposite end, they were a little surprised to see the strange attitude of Mr. Aditama.

Mama Reni lowered her face even more, no matter where the usual haughty attitude she showed. His head seemed to shrink when faced with Aditama, whose height was only as the belly of Aditama, he looked very small.

Ibn also crabbed, not now, not here. I could die, my career could be ruined if Mr. Aditama humiliates me and teaches me a lesson right now. Fitri is really outrageous, she must have complained. Duhh regretted I've done Fitri!'' ibnu's mind with a stale sweat that had soaked all over his body.