The Matchmaker Competition

CHAPTER 38

Before coming to Dira's proposal

After arguing with Ayu about his recklessness to meet Mr. Shahab. Juna finally decided to go to his future father-in-law. He is sure that if spoken carefully Mr. Shahab will understand.

The car drove to the menteng area. Juna drove the car at a moderate speed. He could have brought it up tight. As soon as she felt, she heard Dira was going to be proposed to another man.

In the end his car entered the elite housing row, but there was one house with a striking accent from other housing. That is, a Mediterranean-style mansion.

Juna claxed the car signifying his arrival. A security guard ran to push a button near the fence. Before long the fence is open automatically. Juna waved at the security guard, the wave was in reply to the sign they had known each other.

Juna got out of his car, he prayed a little to be given strength and smooth mission. I don't know why he's getting more and more determined to cancel the match. And that's just for the sake of chasing Dira's love.

The girl who's been loved for the past year. She loved not as an escape because Delia was without news. That feeling grows on its own with time. Slowly but surely love grows because it is often together.

When Delia returns home, Juna tries to forget her feelings for Delia. But it turns out he was wrong, his love feelings are growing. That's what makes him more steady chasing the love of Dira.

Juna walked into the residence belonging to the Shahab family. Some time his feet were silent, ringing his sister's words so as not to be rash in acting. Juna ventured to the doorbell, but there was no response.

Chequelek

A beautiful figure in a red borkat dress stood in front. That figure made Juna bewitch instantly. The man was not hypocritical that Delia's charm never faded in his eyes. Even so, Juna felt a little guilty to Delia for going to decide their matchmaking.

"Sister!"

The soft voice spread the daydream of Juna to Delia. Still standing in front of the door, Delia invited Juna in to sit on the front porch chair.

"You're so pretty, Del." His voice was still in astonished mode.

"Sister Juna wants to pick me up, huh? Though I was the one who wanted samperin brother at home."

"I want to see your dad. Does he exist?"

"There was. Again in his study, he got a report that there were malicious intentions on the plantation. Is there anything that Juna's sister is looking for papa?"

"There's a little business. But it's not the right moment."

"Yes, brother is not the right moment. Papa's mind is again tangled. Brother Juna wants to send me to Dira's proposal. I think we'll be in the same steps as Dira. We just want a fiancee has not yet proposed, was Dira directly application. Eka said they want to immediately determine the date of the wedding."

Juna was silent for a moment when he heard Delia's story. He felt awry when he saw Delia was very hopeful with this matchmaking. Instantly Juna felt slapped straight away. Is it selfish of her to cancel the match? But what about his love for Dira? While the woman he fought for would waltz into the undercover with another man.

"Sister!"

Juna gasped as Delia shocked herself. The man opened the car door, allowing Delia to sit next to him. Both are in the car. Juna occasionally looked at the girl beside him. Delia returned the gaze of her future husband, they smiled at each other. Delia's hand rested on Juna's fingers. However, at once Juna shifted his hand from Delia's grasp.

"Big brother why?" Delia asked without looking at the man beside her.

"Why what, Del?"

"Not recently changed since quitting Dira's office. I knew it and thought my sister was looking for work. But, I feel like our relationship has been strained ever since big brother resigned from there. Brother Juna if there is a problem with my story, we will soon be married. So should we open up to each other? I miss old sister Juna."

I'm sorry, Delia, maybe I'm a selfish man because it will make you disappointed and hurt. But somehow my heart is no longer directed at you. You can say I'm evil! Because I am bad for you.

If I'm ever honest with you. I hope you didn't break the cord of friendship you've built since childhood.

The car is traveling at medium speed. Both of them were silent without a word. Each one was immersed in his own thoughts.

"Relse ... Can I have nanya?" Delia reopened the conversation.

"Yes, please."

"Sister still remembers the love letter I gave to brother Juna first."

"still. Even the stuff I keep. Why why?"

"No papa, brother. I'm just gonna do it."

I'm sorry, Brother Juna, the love letter you've received all this time is not from me. But it has Dira.

"Del, since you came home. You haven't explained to me, why haven't you been telling me for a year? Why do you keep a secret to me? you yourself said there must be openness between us."

"I didn't tell my sister I was working. So I can't contact Juna. Let alone Brother Juna, my family I did not inform. I'm trying to be independent, brother. If mom and dad knew they must have deployed the connection to make my business easier. I don't want anything like that.

I'm sorry Brother Juna, I had to lie to you.

I can't be honest with my situation right now.

I'm afraid brother will hate me after knowing the truth.

Clique

The Anca cedicatan

Rian stood staring at himself in front of the glass of his room. His athletic body was covered with a batik shirt and basic pants. His smile expanded when he imagined the beautiful figure he had in mind. However, her smile came to a halt as the face of another woman danced back in memory.

I have to forget about Delia. He's had no news until now. How it was after that night, he set me up anyway, not me making it that way. Everywhere the women who got along with Alex were not right.

He didn't see me after that night either. If she's pregnant, why don't you come to me? That's a sign nothing happened to him.

Rian walked out of his room. His parents were waiting in the main room. The atmosphere of the Anca residence is full of haru. Where his son will propose to the pujaan heart breezed into a more serious relationship that is marriage.

Anca walked over to her only son. It flashed in his memory when the child was born after his twin brother died in the womb. Like a miracle when the doctor said one of the fetuses in his wife's stomach survived. So at that time, Arumi had to be operated on while still 8 months.

And now

His son grew up to be a handsome figure and a good personality. Anca and Arumi educate Rian to be a responsible man. Regarding romance, Anca never restrained her son. He always put emphasis on Rian being responsible for his choices.

"Pa's." The young baritone's voice shocked his daydream.

"Rian, you're so dashing, son" praised Arumi to her only son.

"Yes, dong, ma. Descendants who used to be" Sahut Anca did not want to lose competitiveness.

"Don't want to lose to a child."

"Yes, like father like son, ma." Anca was still confident.

"Already, mama, papa, we go yuk" Invite Rian, remembering the time goes on.

"Sir Andre is ready for the car?" Ask the driver.

Mr. Andre immediately let his employer enter the car.

"Sir Andre is crying?" Tanya Anca looked at Andre's puffy face.

"I remember my children, sir. The big one is about 29 years old, my son 3 is all grown up." Mr. Andre's story.

"If I miss them I will let you go home. Meeting them, I'm sure they miss their father too."

Mr. Andre is down. He was embarrassed to go home or see his ex-wife. After a fatal mistake and so the ingredients of the rampage of his first son.

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