Not the Hope Husband

Eat Love

"Look, we both meant to come here, yes it was to propose to Viona to my best friend this Fatir."

Several eyes looked at Darma and Fatir alternately. Noticing "You're proposing to Viona? he" pointed Rusadi towards Fatir.

Darma. "Yes Om, this Fatir is going to propose to the daughter of Om and Aunt," said Darma, his eyes glaring at Fatir and Viona alternately.

"You are his best friend, no, he should have come here with his parents" said Mr. Rusadi. Staring at both.

Fatir was confused, rus answered what, because he should have brought a guardian as a representative. There is no father. It could be his uncle or mother who should accompany him.

"Dad ... my father-"

"Fatir's father died 7 years ago Om" explained Darma.

"Uncle, Mother. Aunty, right there must be?" sela sir Rusadi is back.

"Son Fatir, where's the job?" search mr. Rusadi. Staring sharply at the young man in front of him, from the appearance alone it has been seen that the young man is an ordinary person, not from among office employees. Like most other men who approached Viona.

"I ... entrepreneurship small business. Precisely selling," said Fatir while bowing his head.

"trading? what trade, textile or basic or ... sell at the cafe?" ask Bu Yani curiously.

Viona and the other pair of eyes looked at Fatir. The one who lowered his head, then raised his head and sat up straight.

"I sell chicken noodles and cheese cassava. It also alternated with my brothers, selling me on the wagon. Not in a place like I said." Obviously Fatir without hesitation said his effort.

Viona's beautiful eyes were fixed on Fatir. "Honestly, very few people. Why not lie about what the job is. In the office or what kind of cake?" inner Viona, staring flatly.

Hearing the answer from Fatir Pak Rusadi and his wife and mother-in-law were shocked. Business selling chicken noodles, dare to propose Viona, who incidentally his son conglomerate and he himself doubles as a manager of a private BANK.

"What's? selling chicken noodles, cheese cassava, how much does it make in a month?" the voices of Ms. Yani and Mr. Rusadi together.

"How can you support my grandson? how dare you propose to my grandson." Bu Yani firmly doubted Fatir's economic ability.

"Oma .. I want to marry Mas Fatir Oma. He is kind and considerate he is also very responsible for his family. Papah accepted Mas Fatir's proposal, I'll just marry him." Bela Viona, staring at the oma and her papa alternately.

"Darling, do you want to be fed love or wind? you are a noble boy. Even you're a BANK manager when you want to be fed chicken noodles." Said Mr. Rusadi in a slightly high tone. Look at his daughter.

Viona, looking at the father very closely. "Papa. Vi will not marry anyone else especially with Papah's men, let me be the old virgin Pah. If Papa doesn't allow Vi to marry Mas Fatir." Firm Viona.

"Don't you talk so dear?" prevent Ms. Asri was surprised to hear Viona's words just now.

"Oh baby .. Oma's beautiful grandson, don't talk that way. You are beautiful, sweet. Perfect, time not married? If you are not married, how can you get offspring? kasian and Oma. Who will continue the business dear Oma." Bu Yani approached and changed seats near Viona. He rubbed the grandchildren's back. I am very worried that my grandson will not marry.

In Viona's heart smiling, her plan would bring about results. "But, Vi does not want to marry Dewo oma. Vi had her own choice, even though we weren't dating! Vi knows him enough."

Mr. Rusadi and Ms. Yani thought for a moment. Then Rusadi scrunched his forehead. Looking towards Fatir. "How many brothers are you?"

Fatir. "I'm 4 brothers and I'm the biggest."

"How old are you?" search mr. Rusadi.

"I'm about 26 years old." Fatir.

''Em .. not necessarily!" answer Fatir.

"No sure? while you also have to live with your family, go on, my son how? what do you want to eat? can you give me food, food. The boards? no parent wants their child to be difficult"

"God, I will try to be responsible. As a husband." Obviously Fatir interrupts the words of Mr. Rusadi. Looking at Viona at a glance.

Viona stared intently at the father. "Well, if you don't want to accept Mas Fatir's proposal. I don't want to marry anyone. Let me be a spinster forever."

"Oh, oh .. Don't do that, baby?" the mother looked anxiously at the princess only wayangnya it. "Papa. Just accept the important thing our daughter is happy." Shift his eyes towards the husband.

Viona nodded at the mother's words to her father. "Tuh." he murmured slowly.

"I agree instead of my granddaughter being a spinster." Said bu Yani with a spicy tone. "But ... I keep your promise? you have to take responsibility so as to make my grandson happy. But don't feed the wind, it's not fair either."

Darma was relieved. At least there are good signals in this business.

Mr. Rusadi was silent for a moment staring intently at his daughter. Then to his wife and in-laws. "I don't agree, what I'm offering are great business men not-"

"Papa, Mas Fatir is also a businessman. But still small, remember Papa .. who is now successful. Which is now great, it started from zero first, from childhood first. Just become big. Life is like going up the stairs Pah .. it is impossible to go straight to the top ten, yes .. even if there is, it is luck, and not everyone can get that luck," viona said in protest to her father.

All eyes looked towards Viona who spoke loudly and at length.

"When do you think wisely?" Investigate Mr. Rusadi while staring intently at Viona.

"Well, it's not the time to talk about that. Now what Vi wants is Papah to accept Mas Fatir marry us." Viona.

Netra pak Rusadi's eyes lead to Fatir who is currently down, linking both hands on a hanky. Awaiting approval. It is accepted or not for him ordinary, only if rejected. Precisely the impact will befall to the treatment of Hesya, the younger brother.

"How much money do you have now? to marry my son!" investigate Rusadi on Fatir.

Fatir's head looked up. Then look at each other with Viona. "I'm ready for 50 million dollars to marry my father's daughter."

Mr. Rusadi stood up, refused his waist arrogantly saying. "What's 50 million? enough for what money! renting a building will not be enough especially this it-"

"Don't be in the building, Pah. In the mosque Pah, Mah. Oma ... simple is important. Vi has a husband. Not being a spinster like you said."

Silent!

Mr. Rusadi is back. He was pensive, accepted heart not allowed, rejected how? Viona is threatening. I don't want to marry anyone. Meanwhile, if Viona isn't married. The inheritance will be delayed.

In silence. All eyes looked at Mr. Rusadi, anxious about the answer to be given.

In the end Mr. Rusadi said lethargicly. "Well, if you want Vi like that. It's just that your little heart doesn't approve of you getting married."

Plongs!

The hearts of Darma, Fatir and Viona were relieved. Eventually their plan will go well ....

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