NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW
CHAPTER 79. ACQUISITIONS
Recalling Ghala's words, Hilmi unraveled their finger link. Do not want to be reprimanded or abuse the meaning of a trust.
He accompanies Janu and expresses his intention to propose to Denok in the near future and asks the Magenta founder to be present at a special moment.
"Haifa isn't working anymore?" ask Janu.
"No. It was a long time ago, the last time he was leaving. My daughter is also a drug addict but both are happy" Hilmi said.
Janu nodded, there was no right for him to forbid Hilmi from starting a new life. Drowning in happy memories is fun but at the same time brings sadness because emptiness is often present.
The show ends in the afternoon. The group returned to Cyra's residence.
Janu suggested that Ghala move to a new residence as well as the seven-month anniversary of Asha so there is no need to bother holding two events.
"The house there is not yet finished. Even what Om Hilmi did was done. When to get married?" ghala asked again, as they sat leisurely on the side porch.
The two families spent the night chatting in the living room. While Hilmidar avoids to speak from heart to heart with Denok.
"Anja, so how?"
"Either. I'm rattled. Isn't it too fast? what will my ex-husband's family say?" great-grandson Denok, he still remembered his past.
"Do you want friendship with your in-laws or what? I'm with you," Hilmi bargained to see Denok uncomfortable.
"Can I tell you a story?" denok said looking at his side.
Hilmidar nodded, he was just waiting for this moment.
"I was sentenced to have no children, my youngest husband of three brothers. Only he is suitable to replace the family-owned catering business because he likes in the kitchen cake Den Ghala, the seneng household work it, I was asked for permission to pass the father-in-law's wish for my husband to marry again," Denok said, not paying attention to the phrasing. His heart is sick again.
(Involuntarily yes, it is not good the arrangement of the sentence because the sadness Denok came back. People are upset right, do not think really not his words sing important mean e nyampe hihi)
Denok. It felt like the wound was still wet even though it had now been three years.
"I chose to separate but apparently this decision was wrong. My mother's father was angry. They say I can't smell heaven for suing my husband for divorce.Where is a guy like him who can accept a girl from the ordinary also patiently wait until I graduate college," said Denok, began to hold a hoarse voice because his heart turned red.
Hilmidar was still faithfully listening. He opened his ears wide because the voice of the woman shriveled.
Janu's assistant did not even dare to look at Denok's face, he was too shy. The woman beside him was fragile, he should not give a look of mercy.
"Yes already. I can't go home because I'm said to be disgraceful. I also don't know where to go. He didn't want to bring in the money given in-laws but I need it to live away."
"However, my husband misunderstood. He accused me of selling the marriage for some money in order to be able to part with him. When my father-in-law asked me for permission, he was silent. Is that a sign of fighting together?"
"He daily stuffed me with the sin of suing my husband. Durhaka to the parents to the other and make me crazy. I've been taking drugs for a year. You know that, right?" asked Denok, turning towards Hilmidar.
Her tears have fallen. Even the subtle sounds began to sound. Denok just opened an old wound.
Hilmidar. He kept looking straight ahead, occasionally looking down. His heart also hurt to hear the story of the woman.
"I'm depressed. I did not continue my scholarship of study. Father and mother died almost simultaneously, due to heat stroke, not strong exposure to extreme heat during Umrah in the transition season between cold to heat. They are sick and follow each other to the afterlife. I don't have the legacy of both parents. They deliberately sold all assets to worship at that time," Denok said, sobbing.
Hilmidar is not. He asked Denok to stop telling his story.
Denok. Wiping his tears and looking at the man.
"Until any moment, I can't escape the shadow of her, Bang. I don't want you to be throwing garbage from my ex-husband's family" Denok said.
"Try it if you dare. Be my wife, yes Anja, so I can protect you, okay?" pinta Hilmi frankly, it's not the time to get stale anymore. Purpose clear.
Denok. She doubted.
"Anja!"
"Ehm. I'll think about it. If so, we just came to my uncle's house and went straight to KUA. I'm lazy to have this again" Denok pinta.
Hilmidar understood. The trauma of someone who has experienced failure will certainly continue to shadow.
"Rest yes. Tomorrow we go there with the great sir," continued Hilmi.
Denok. He wiped the rest of the sadness on his face. For some reason, with Hilmi, the dark story was so smooth he revealed although not denied, his heart hurt.
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Semarangs.
When the Magenta family to Jakarta for Maghala's wedding. Maharani in the mist. He sought His Majesty into the Magenta residence.
Her daughter has been allowed to even be attracted by Mada to learn to hold responsibility in her advertising department, leaving her mother's residence and living in the Magenta pavilion.
"Glorious!"
"Don't go home, Ma. Said Brother Mada, I stayed in the pavilion only. After all this is working," said His Majesty, the eldest Maharani.
"home. How's your company going if this?" he started to get emotional.
"The Maharani Company will be re-acquired by Magenta because of a significant decrease in turnover so that the payment of receivables will be faltered. Before falling into the same hole twice, the decision is absolute. Your grant, drawn by the great master Janu," explained Gani, explaining the current position of the Empress.
"His son, it's not that easy. There are legal and other routes, "the great madam.
"Rubber. And it will be processed after the great master returns to Semarang. Thus, Madam," added the assistant Mada.
Maharani drowned, he fell down. This morning, he did not find Huda. The man disappeared somewhere carrying some of his money.
"Mama deserves to be my mom." Your Majesty, hugging the mother who now looks helpless.
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...Hooray....
