The Ravindra Family
PKR Thirty Seventy
The hot afternoon weather makes Inari sweat. Arriving at the building owned by his father Inari staring at his car that is still there. Inari exhaled, trying to convince herself that this was the right way. At least even though his heart was in turmoil Inari still wanted a future. So the waiter was not so big salary, it felt tired, although there were some happy moments but he could no longer feel. He also does not want to slump too long with feelings without clarity.
Inari into the group BA building. Then enter the special elevator to arrive at the Papa's room.
As usual, Inari entered without knocking on the door. Walk in his proud steps and sit in front of the father who is still serious with the file he read. “Papa,” whine Inari with its potent tone. He was quite upset because he was ignored.
Kuswanto did not heed Inari's remarks, although he was happy to see his son in person in good condition.
Inari kicked off her papa desk quite loudly, but Kuswanto seemed indifferent and focused on his work.
“Iya deh Inari want to follow the wishes of papa, but return all Inari facilities, the same one again. Cici needs treatment because Papa let him bask in the hot sun,” said Inari in the end chose to give up because it was let go by Kuswanto.
“True you will follow all papa wishes?” tanya Kuswanto.
Inari nodded her head, despite the unwillingness. His future will be accompanied by a boring pile of paper.
“Besok morning you can already go to college, and in the evening you have to meet the man who will be your husband.”
Kuswanto's speech was like a direct lightning strike on Inari. Inari's face was shocked not playing. “Why did Papa match me? Just look!”
“So he said he wanted to follow all papa's wishes, why now protest. If not, please go again!”
Kuswanto's words were very annoying for Inari, he really wanted to go. But even leaving he had no purpose, he could not go back to being a servant. He will suffer and forget about Arzan.
Inari's breath was heard to Kuswanto's ears. He is not really serious about matchmaking Inari, but if it fits it will be very good. At least Inari's dream can be achieved without having to suffer from the files that he said were boring.
Inari chose to resign to the destiny of his life which is now in the hands of Kuswanto. “Alright, but beware that the guy is old and ugly. Inari does not want,” threatened Inari.
Kuswanto took out all Inari's ATM cards, cell phones and car keys. Not to forget he added a check for Cici's maintenance costs, Inari's car.
Inari received back her facility seized by Kuswanto, she came out of Kuswanto's room with mixed feelings about the matchmaking she was going to live. Maybe Inari should think of a way to derail that matchmaking.
***
The matchmaking night arrived Inari said goodbye to the Papa, to show her neat appearance and beautiful face. He brought his own car splitting the night road that was quite crowded.
Ajeng welcomed Inari's arrival quite lively. “My best friend is so buluk like this anyway?” ask Ajeng.
“Ih body shaming,” ketus Inari with pursed lips.
“Ups release, sorry yes.”
Inari nodded, in fact she was not really offended. It's just that he was afraid of his words Ajeng hurt others.
Ajeng noticed the appearance of Inari who was full of make up. “She wants to make up, but is it full putty?”
“Make up pin kayak clown yes, this is just a formality in front of papa. I don't want to get married too quickly especially without love,” replied Inari. He pulled Ajeng inside.
They chat to and fro without feeling Ajeng-style clown makeup is ready. Inari looked at her face in the mirror. His eyebrows were thick black like street asphalt with the shape of a pointed blade. Blush on the pink blush makes it like a walking ondel-ondel, not forgetting Jontor's red lips make her look full enough to get rejection from her future husband.
“Lo sure Inari?”
Inari nodded, not forgetting that she changed her clothes with open clothes. Not forgetting he added a chest pad, so that his twin hills poked perfectly.
“Looks like aunty-tante girang on the street that loh,” added Ajeng.
“Ya nice dong, is that my goal.”
Ajeng looked at Inari's look slightly shuddered in horror.
“It's ah, it's late again. Bye!”
“Bye.”
Inari immediately went to her place to meet her future husband. He confirmed his appearance in the mirror before exiting the car.
Inari, among the waiters to the VIP room, saw a man sitting behind her looking dashing with a tuxedo.
Inari took a deep breath and exhaled her breath slowly. He stepped his foot to get close to the table. When the man turned around Inari's body felt stiff instantly, the bag in his tent fell to the floor.
