Single-minded

Pinangan Night

"Assalammualaikum!" greet Vira while walking into the house.

The living room of his house was bright. Vira decided to go back to her main house. Fatih had been in the main house since last afternoon. The house that Vira built specifically for Rayyan and Vika. Vira chose to stay in her old house. Only occasionally did Vira come to this house. Just wanted to see the condition of Vika. Vira is much more comfortable living in her old house. Vira can remember the memories of her father and mother who were gone.

"Glamma!" sahut Rayyan's. Vira heard Rayyan's voice.

Vira walked away through the living room. Without Vira thinking of turning his head, just seeing who the guests are coming? Vira thinks the guest who came was none other than Rayyan's friend or colleague. Therefore Vira did not want to disturb the meeting. Vira walked slowly, right in front of the stairs. He runs into Vika, seen Vika carrying a tray filled with food and drinks.

"Sir Vira!" greeting Vika softly, Vira nodded slowly. Vika looked down at Vira's cold attitude. Vika is convinced that Vira will not agree with her relationship with Arif.

"Sir Vira, come with me to the living room. I have to meet Arif's family. Put down Vira's ego, do it for Vika's sake!" said Rayyan wisely, Vira nodded slowly.

Vira walked in Rayyan's footsteps. Vika follows behind Vira. The three walked together towards the living room. But Vira's footsteps stopped, when her ears heard something. Vira held Rayyan's hand, so as to stop listening to Arif's family talk. Vira was speechless hearing Arif's warm conversation with his two guardians.

"Arif, you're great at getting to know girls from rich families. At least one of the descendants of the Atmaja family is reasonable. Unlike Azzam and Fatiz who are infatuated with ART children!" angga said loudly, Arif shook his head. Arif put his index finger right in the middle of his lips. Hope Angga is quiet and not talking about it.

"Why should Angga be silent? Look at his magnificent home. I can imagine they are not just anyone. My house is much smaller than this one. The furniture is no joke either. Honest om Angga can't wait to be their besan!" angga said happily, Arif shook his head weakly.

Arif can no longer stop Angga. His perspective on people's wealth is much higher than that of people who genuinely love him. Arif was just hoping, Vira didn't hear any of this. Otherwise it will all be over before it all starts. Arif can no longer hope side by side with Vika.

"Father enough, it's not appropriate to talk like that. Papa saw for himself the Azzam when Vira returned. For what a lot of treasure. If papa lives alone, away from Azzam and Fariz. Remember pa, whoever the Arif family would be. Don't let papa talk carelessly. If you don't want to see your anger!" said Melda cynically, Arif lowered his bow. He didn't know how to explain to Angga. The greedy nature of property, makes Angga forget how to appreciate others.

"Just calm down, I'll talk very sweetly. It would be stupid if I missed this wedding opportunity. I will agree to this relationship without much thought. This family is not like Vira who is just a child of ART. Of course I'll do anything to make a difference with him!"

"Om Angga, I beg you enough. Vira is so good, he's not that low. If only Angga knew now Vira had changed. I'm sure om Angga will accept Vira with open arms. Vira isn't who she used to be, she's so different!" arif said, Angga shook his head in disagreement.

"Vira remains Vira's son ART. He's the son of a laborer washing fi the Atmaja family home. He is rich, but his status is low. I'll never accept it. There is no way Vira could be rich. He's a poor and despicable child, his mother banged bones washing in the Atmaja family home. Until whenever the son of a washerman, remains a washing worker!" said Angga cynically, Arif let out a long sigh.

Vira walked back, Rayyan turned to her brother. Rayyan was angry, she heard Angga's insults to Vira herself. Brother and mother to him. Vika was much more hit, she was stunned. His heart hurts, it hurts. He hears Vira and her mother humiliated without rest. Seen one eye, even though they are not wrong. Without Vika noticing, the tray she was holding fell down.

PRAAYYYRRR'S

The loud sound of the glass breaking, scattered the daydreams of Vira and Rayyan. To awaken them, if what he had just heard was real. Vika cried sobbing, she was sick and regretted having received this proposal. Without asking the reason behind Vira's cold attitude.

"Don't cry, it'll all be fine. He can insult you, but he can't insult you. Brother is there to take care of you, brother's hard work. All for you, never think for yourself. Trust me, you will make you happy with Arif. What happened to brother? It'll never happen to you!" said Vira Lirih, while pulling Vika's body into his arms.

Vira rubbed Vika's head gently. Then kissed the soft head of Vika who was covered with hijab. Vira gently rubbed the shoulder of her younger sister Menengnakan Vika who continued to cry. Rayyan looked at her brother. Rayyan looked at Vira's dark side. The firmness that Vira kept showing, as if a shield to cover her heart wound.

"How are you, Angga Atmaja?" vira said loudly, Vira walked slowly towards Angga. Sontak Angga stood up, clearly seen the look of Angga's surprised face.

Vira was sitting right in front of Angga, Vira was sitting very gracefully. Melda looked at Vira in disbelief. Now he really meets Vira. The woman who was the reason for Azzam's happiness. Melda was intending to get closer, but Vira quickly stretched her hand forward. Vira refuses to hug Melda, as Melda sits back down. Clearly Vira's refusal disappointed Melda. Angga looked at Vira's haughty attitude.

"You, why are you here? Since when have you dared to insult my wife?" yelled Angga furiously, Vira smiled faintly. The pride of Angga Atmaja never changes.

"Vika get you a drink for the guests. Ask Asih to clean the broken glass scattered!" vira said softly, Vika nodded without turning to Arif. Vika feels sorry for receiving Arif's proposal.

"Who are you really?" angga said astonished.

"I am Vira Azza Ifatunnisa, the woman you praise and despise. The wife of your son who never got his blessing. Mother of your first grandchild. The grandson you once denied his presence and replaced his life with a wad of money!" said Vira Lirih, suddenly Melda turned to look at Angga. Both of his eyes were red, holding back anger. Melda doesn't believe, Angga will do all that.

"Be quiet Vira, don't you promise to shut up. You are nothing more than a liar. Besides you're just a poor kid!" angga said cynically.

"Shut your mouth!" yelling Rayyan emotionlessly, Vira held Rayyan's hand. Vira asks Rayyan to sit down. Vira did not want to see Rayyan get angry. Vira knows how to deal with Angga Atmaja. Rayyan sat down next to Vira. It was obvious Rayyan was holding back her anger.

"I'll just stay in front of Azzam. There is no Azzam here. So I'm entitled to tell you the facts that you've been keeping close to all this time!" vira said coldly.

"Here you go, you better shut up. You're a nobody? I'm sure you're nothing more than a laundry laborer in this house!"

"Unfortunately, your guess is wrong. The house you're in, none other than my house. The one you want to make besan, it's me. Vira that you despise at once you praise its existence. Vika Nur Khairunnisa is my youngest sister. I'm the one who's gonna decide whether or not there's a marriage between Arif and Vika!"

"You're delirious!" angga said in disbelief.

"Unfortunately, what am I saying is true?"

"Sir Arif, I told you your family would stay the same. We don't deserve to be part of the Atmaja family. Now I want to ask, do you still want to marry Vika!" vira said, Arif nodded firmly.

"Alright Mr. Arif, I believe in your answer. I just want you to leave your heartless family. Being my full daughter-in-law my little family, merging with a family without this degree. If you can, one month ahead. I will have your wedding very grand!"

"I can!" sahut Arif lantang's.

"Arif, don't lose your mind. He's a nobody?"

"I will seize one by one your treasures. The treasure that you wasted and you exchanged for material!" vira said coldly, then stood away.

"Rayyan, continue without brother. There's something you have to finish!" vira lirih.

"Wait baby!" azzam said while holding down Vira's hand.

"How much my son is appreciated by him!" said Azzam coldly, Vira turned her head towards Angga.

"Price for a motorcycle!" said Vira lirih, then away from the living room.

"Mr Angga, you want to buy my son's life on a motorcycle. Then I'll take 100 times that price. I'll make sure tomorrow that one of the Atmaja family's businesses is destroyed!"