THAT BAR-BAR GIRL IS MY WIFE

H-1 (Part Three)

Yes, the one who came with Ghibran was Yhosi, his secretary. The man bowed his head to Mr. Alkarna and his family.

"When did you come, son?" Mr. Alkarna opened his voice, the person he was waiting for finally came as well.

"Just now, Om" replied Ghibran

Cih, why should there be that songong again, anyway?!

"You and Rosa should monitor all their work" said Mr. Alkarna.

"No need, Dad. Oca, can monitor it yourself." she refused "Ohya, Mom. She said Clara couldn't make it today, she had a patient to take care of."

Clara?? What Clara meant by Miss Rosa was the Ara I had been looking for all this time. The Ara I miss so much. But it's impossible, Ara would want to be a flight attendant instead of a doctor. Even as I recall, he was very afraid of needles. Oh my God, where is he.Where is my Araku? I really miss him. Yhosi

"Dear, no papa"

"Hmm, Rosa went there first huh Mom, Dad" Rosa seemed to be pretending not to care about the whereabouts of Ghibran.

"Go with the Ghibran, son"

"No need, Dad. Rosa can be alone! Let him do something else!"

"Oca" Mr. Alkarna sharpened his gaze to his daughter, which meant that he had to comply with her wishes.

"Right says Rosa, Om. Some Ghibran, want to talk to Om."

"So, alright" said Mr. Alkarna in a disappointed tone. How not? He really meant why he invited Rosa to come to this hotel, not really to monitor the work of WO employees. But to bring his daughter and his future son-in-law closer, so that the two of them are not too awkward. Mr. Alkarna knows that his daughter has not had any feelings for Ghibran yet, rather she has not realized her feelings!

***

When Rosa was busy going around, watching over all of their work. Unintentionally Rosa listened to the conversation of her father and prospective husband. Also his mother and Yhosi were in the midst of them, who were only listeners.

"Om, actually Ghibran just want to say that there will be some journalists who come on the next day. And the show will be aired live on television."

"Good dong, son! Um, I really like to hear that."

"Dad, Rosa won't!" he shouted, and walked towards Father and Ghibran stood up.

"Daddy, but Rosa doesn't want people out there to know Rosa only as the son of Mr. Alkarna, and also the wife of Mr. Ghibran!" rosa's emotions really peaked. After saying all that, he immediately left the people who were there and walked towards the hotel lobby, without listening to what his father would say again.

Perinsip Rosa is still the same as before, he wants to be known for his talent not because of his last name. So no wonder if he felt angry, especially when he heard that his wedding will be broadcast live on television.

Rosa took her phone and ordered a taxi online.

"With Miss Rosa?" said the driver of the online taxi, which is only owned by Rosa.

He had already entered his yard, after entering the main house, he immediately walked up the stairs to get to his room.

***

While at the hotel, everyone still looked confused. And on Mr. Alkarna's face was scratched a worry. I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow? What if Rosa doesn't want to get married! He knows how his daughter is. If he says no, the answer is always no.

"Dad, don't worry. Later Mommy will talk to him." said his wife who managed to make his heart a little calm.

"Om, Aunt. Should the Ghibran forbid them all to come?" ghibran asked, still with a puzzled facial expression.

"No need, son. Let the aunt persuade Oca. You take it easy." she answered with certainty.

"Thank you, Tan."

"Hey, stop. Why do you thank me, anyway it's aunt's obligation, son." Ghibran just smiled listening to Mama Rosa's words.

"It looks like Om same Auntie has to go home now, Bran. Are you okay if we leave you here?"

"Ah, it's okay, Om. Then there is Yhosi kok, who accompanies Ghibran."

"Well, Om saying goodbye first."

"Be careful, Om Auntie." Ghibran kissed the back of Rosa's parents' palm.

Mr. Alkarna and his wife walked out to the loby. And immediately entered their car, which had been there since. He drove his car at moderate speed, through the streets through every tree.