The Story of Dara
CHAPTER 2. Desire That Doesn't Make Sense
Meanwhile, in the residence of Mr. Subrata, looks handsome man, the owner of a perfectly strapping body that is resting his feet on the sofa, while holding the latest laptop output on the lap, while holding the latest laptop, looks so busy and also focused on the many series of words the results of the report sent to her employees.
He is Erfan Pratama, the only son of Pak Subrata who has turned 29 years old, the man who will be paired with Adara, the young CEO who has now led the company Pak Subrata.
Cold men who do not talk much, especially with anyone who is not close to him, always put on a flat face tend to be cold, look arrogant and also indifferent.
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The sound of Erfan's phone shaking, rang on the table in front of the sofa he was sitting on, averted his gaze.
"Sarah," he murmured softly, as soon as he grabbed his phone, turned his laptop on the table, reading his lover's name inside his lit cell phone screen.
A beautiful model who has been her woman, her heart dwellers for the past three years.
“Halo Darling,“ soft Erfan, shortly after sliding the screen of his phone, received a call from a lover who was so dear to him.
"Why so?"
"Again," answered Erfan hanging up, poking a smile on his lips, noticing the annoyance that was heard from Sarah's tone of voice that he had not yet reached. "Think of you, let alone?"
And in welcome the sound of Sarah's sweet-sounding nudity greet her ears.
"Pinter, you lied to him?"
"I'm not lying, honey,"
"How long haven't you been calling me?"
"Just this morning Sar, last night we had a call." said Erfan, so very fond of the spoiled attitude of his lover, sighed his heart.
"But I miss you so much" spoiled Sarah.
"Well, I'm a lot more confused than you are," kept flirting, before laughing and continuing the conversation.
Tell me the same story as always,
it really managed to unravel the fatigue in Erfan's mind due to the seemingly endless work.
Tok to tok.
The sound of knocking on the door of Erfan's room sounded, averted the owner's eyes to pause the chatter.
Before he looked at Mr. Subrata, who had opened the door of his unlocked room, swung a step closer to him.
"Papa wants to talk to you" said Mr. Subrata, who had been standing in front of his son.
Nodding Erfan's head slowly, immediately disconnected his phone call. “For a while I close first,“ said Erfan, without waiting for a response from Sarah, immediately ended the chatter turned off his phone connection.
“What's up?” Erfan asked his father.
“For Sunday tomorrow clear your schedule yes,"
Frowning Erfan, looked at his Papa who was about to sit on the sofa next to him. "For? what's the show?" ask Erfan.
"Master,"
"Yes a proposal,"
"Whose proposal?"
"You," so lightly, thickened the heart of his son who was aghast in shock.
"Me?" erfan asked, pointing at himself.
"Yes you, Papa would like to propose to Om Herman's son for you,"
Accelerating Erfan's heartbeat, completely unexpected and unable to believe the words of his Papa, more enforce his seat that suddenly became uncomfortable. "Don't joke Pa, it's not funny!"
"Serious father," put on his innocent face, rounding his son's eyes.
"Hahaha, Papa don't make me hang you Pa, I swear! this is not funny" Erfan who did not want to believe laughed wryly.
“Papa seriously Fan, papa wants you to marry Dara his son Om Herman," replied Mr. Subrata, trying to explain not to be considered joking. "Papa had long noticed Dara, she was a very beautiful, polite and cheerful girl. Papa likes her very much Fan, and Papa, wants to have a daughter-in-law like her.“ Continue Mr. Subrata.
Ignoring Erfan's startled gaze that stood up, protesting loudly. "I don't want Pa," refused Erfan raw.
Not at all want to marry another girl besides Sarah, plus married to Dara, who is Dara? not even he knew her.
"I don't want to marry that girl Pa, I don't know who she is! how could Papa ever wish to propose to her for me?" absolutely unable to believe his Papa's behavior, feeling so far from his reason and logic.
“You know He's Fan, He's Om Herman's son, you will often nganterin Papa to his house.“
“But I do not know his son Om Herman Pa, although I often nganterin Papa, but still I never know who his son, how his face,“ replied Erfan emphasized.
“How do you know that you don't want to know him yourself? come just to sit and look at the phone, do not want to talk do not want to talk, from coming to home.“ Mr. Subrata's will not lose.
“Papa don't want to know yes Fan! anyway Papa wants Dara to be Papa's daughter-in-law! and Papa just wants to be different with Herman, you're the only child papa, if not married with you want to marry with who Dara?“
“Ya married her boyfriend Pa“ said Erfan.
“Oh yes? yes, that's it,"
"Yes it has to be so Pa,"
"Then you have to marry Dira her sister Dara who is still Junior High" so lightly.
Rounding Erfan's eyes who returned laughing forcefully, the more in disbelief.
“The point is that Papa just wants to impress Herman Fan! and tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, we'll both go to propose to Dara. Or Dira? it's up to you to choose which one," the resolute Mr. Subrata, clenched Erfan's lips ready to make a sound.
"Papa's out," continued Subrata, preferring to turn his back, swinging his steps out of Erfan's room.
In order to avoid debate, due to the protest attitude that will surely be served his son.
Not knowing the breath on Erfan's lips, which sounded so rude to pay attention to Mr. Subrata's steps. Seemed so upset, objected to his Papa's request that he considered so unreasonable.
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