The Cost of Trust

Part 238's

Mas Aziz looked at me then waved his hand at me. I also waved the sign that I saw it.

''Sharen, it's Julian. Going there is okay too."

"No, if we go there you stand ", Sharen argued.

"Why am I alone? There are also many here. Just calm down!"

Sharen glanced at Julian.

"Mas Jul, get your candidate to meet Mika. Mika is also the same Sharen, right?"

"But if we go there you....?"

"Not to worry why. There's not gonna be anything here. Just calm down!"

"All right, we'll be there for a second. Let Aziz sir come here!"

I nodded in agreement. They also walked hand in hand to the pelaminan passing several other invited guests.

I stared at this crowd myself. Until someone comes near me.

"Diandra Saputri?", greet the man and next to him there is a woman who may just be his wife.

"Hem. Professor Handoko?", how come I'm excited.

How not to be excited, he was my favorite lecturer in college first.

"Yes. How are you?", asked Handoko.

"Alhamdulillah good prof."

"This is my wife Fatimah."

I also shake hands with him.

"Ma, Diandra is one of the proud female students." His wife nodded too. In the middle of our conversation, Hayu approached me.

"Di, you alone?", he asked.

"No, it's the same professor Handoko, lecturer Ki first."

Hayu nodded and clenched his hands together. The couple also returned their smiles.

"Your own mother, Faiz same mas Damar where??"

The damar? inner Professor Handoko.

"Faiz is the same Mas Damar again the same Abah and his Umi mas Fai Di."

"Wait? The damar? Damar who do you mean Diandra?", asked Handoko.

"Human? That's prof, our friend Dr. Damar."

"Doctor Damar Anggoro?", asked Handoko to confirm.

"Who is the full name of mas Damar mbak?", I asked.

"Yes Di, the doctor Damar Anggoro" replied Hayu.

"Then, who are you?", asked Fatimah to Hayu.

"I ..."

"Umi..!", cried Faiz suddenly approached us and Damar slightly ran in a hurry chasing Faiz.

"And papa Damar said, don't run around here Faiz" said Damar gasping.

"What's? Papa?", I asked with a laugh. Damar so misbehaved himself until finally he realized the couple looked at him full of anger.

"The room!", call Handoko.

"Papa.mama.!" said Damar.

Hayu and I looked at each other. So...professor Handoko Papa Damar?

"Who is that woman? And what was that? Papa Damar?", asked Handoko with his fierce face.

"Well.he Stevi, future wife of amber!"

The deg!

Hayu squeezed my shoulder. I also held her hand that was tightly gripping my shoulder.

Faiz was writhing spoiled in my lap.

"Wife-to-be?", cried mama Damar.

Not yet answered, Mas Aziz approached us. He saw there was tension around his wife being.

"Dek, what's wrong?", Mas Aziz asked me.

"Lho, uh Han? How are you?", Aziz asked Damar's father.

"Diandra is your wife?", asked Handoko.

"yes Om!", replied Aziz briefly.

The grip of Hayu's hand grew tighter on my shoulder.

Handoko's eyes looked back at Damar.

"This is your future wife? A widow?", asked Handoko.

"Pa! Whatever Stevi's status, Damar loves her!"

"Hem.sorry everyone, we can just move from here. Let's just have a chat?", Aziz gave the idea. He did not want his best friend to feel embarrassed if his personal affairs were in public consumption.

"Mas, let's just go there?!", take me to the end of the room that does seem empty.

From a distance, Stevan noticed his daughter clustered towards a corner. Suddenly he worried about his daughter.

"Liliana, Daddy wants to see a client for a second. You wait here!"

"Yes dad!", lili just complies. After all, his body that is more contained now easier to feel tired.

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"Explain to Papa Dam! Is she the reason you always refused our arranged marriage?", asked Handoko.

"Yes Pa. Damar loves Stevi!"

"Have you lost your mind? Do you want to marry this childless widow?", asked Fatimah.

"Mah! If your granddaughter is still alive, even now she should have entered Junior High!"

"What do you mean Dam?", snapped his papa.

Hayu was only able to squeeze his fingers.

"Yes. Damar had a child with Stevi when we were in college!" Damar said.

Plaque!!!

A slap landed on Damar's cheek. Me and the others were surprised. Damar rubbed the cheek from Handoko's slap.

"It's all because of papa! Papa forced me to move campus so I could be what I am now.Even papa Puas pa?"

"You know what Damar is talking about, you forget who you're talking to?"

"The room talks to authoritarian parents!"

Plaque!

Back again Damar's cheeks get a slap, this time from his name. Hayu simply pursed her lips while shedding her tears.

"With or without papa's blessing, Damar will remain married to Stevi!" Damar said as he reached for Hayu's hand.

"And I, will support the decision of my future son-in-law!", suddenly Stevan stood behind us.

"Dad?!", said Hayu lirih.

"Who are you?" ask Handoko.

"I'm Stevanus Winata, father of Stevia Winata the future wife of Doctor Damar!"

Stevanus Winata's? Is he that famous businessman? but, it seems strange, Stevi's religious appearance was inversely proportional to Stevanus.

"Never insult the status of my daughter!", said Stevan.

"Steva! Come home Daddy! And you are Damar, Daddy will wait for you to justify Daddy's putro!", said Stevan, holding Hayu's hand.

"Dad!!'', Hayu paled while staring at the amber and me and Aziz.

"Umi...!", Faiz pulled Hayu's hand.

"Faiz is in opa!", Stevan's left hand holds Faiz.

Aziz and I were just gawking. It turns out that the story of the amber romance is no less dramatic with our household life.

"We're home! We finished it at home!", Handoko left us without saying goodbye.

Damar is still frozen. I asked Aziz to calm the damar first.

"True your father, go home. You guys finish it at home. Fight for your love Dam. But remember, they are both your parents that you should respect. Don't be rude to them."

"Yes Ziz. I'm back. Di, I'm back. Sorry about me...Stevi's got her daddy. Don't live with you guys anymore."

"Don't talk like that. This all must have a silver lining, your struggle will surely bear sweet fruit. God willing, good intentions will get good results too."

"Thank You In. Yes, I'm back!"

"Yes!", we both agreed.

"Dad!"

"Hem?"

"From now on, I just want the man on your mind just me. Stop thinking about your past. I'm jealous!", Aziz squatted in front of me.

"Don't start again...!"

"Just answer 'IYA' first deck."

Sorry, the fashion fad relapsed!

"It can't be!"

Aziz widened his eyes.

"The men in my life aren't just you, there's Diaz too!", I said pinching her nose. The face that was once a manyun now turned into a smile.

"If you don't remember anymore in this open space, you're done deck!", whispered Aziz.

"Ish..forget, your satisfaction is still a long time. Ntar...sampe out of Eid!"

We giggled until Fai's voice called my name.

"In...!", call Fai.

Aziz and I looked over. Seeing Fai holding his wife.

What do they want ?