The True Love of the Ceo

Family's complicated.

"Sorry, it has made a fuss and a strain." regrets Lila, who felt bad for Iam.

"It's mundane. It's weird, if we don't fight. Usually more extreme than this." Iam starts his car, and takes Lila to his father's place.

Armed with an address that Lila cantongi, and a little memory in his memory. Lila pointed out the direction where her Father lived with his new family.

" Mom and Dad, divorced from me Junior High. We never met again after that. Never mind, just when you collect the store money with Mom."

"Collected? That's Father's?"

Lila shook her head, "That's the result of the two of them. But, I do not want that Mother who has as gono gini. Until now, you always ask monthly from the store."

"It's complicated."

"But I'm used to it. That's what traumatizes men a little bit. Especially after...."

"After that night? With me?"

Lila shook her head, although there was actually a slight sense of trauma from the incident. But something was more painful than what he felt.

"I... He had dated, but broke up. My boyfriend, cheating on me with my best friend. In fact, she was already pregnant first apparently." replied Lila, with a smile even though her heart ached.

"I promise you, I won't let you down."

"Right now, in these conditions. Still willing to marry and take responsibility, already grateful. Never asked for more, let alone love."

"For that, we grow a sense of togetherness. Can right? We'll both try." Iam persuaded.

They walked for a long time, passing through the city to a village. The streets are narrow, making them have to walk to the house of Mr. Lila, Mr. Hari.

Lila and Iam asked the address of everyone there, and the friendly ones showed it.

"There, straight. Palinh house ends." said one resident.

"Yes, thank you." said Lila and Iam at the same time.

Iam held onto Lila's hand, which looked a little tense. Walk together and knock on the house to beg for blessing.

"Yes, who? Wow, very handsome." asked and amazed a girl on Iam.

"Sir Day, is there?" ask her.

They sat down, and waited a while. Lila was ceaselessly staring at the photo that was there.

"One family that looks so happy." he murmured.

"Yes, who?" ask a middle-aged man, who came out with a t-shirt and his basic pants.

"Sir, this is Lila. Khalila, the son of the same father Mother."

Mr. Hari looked surprised, looking at the child who had grown up and was so beautiful.

"Lila, why are you here? This who?" he asked, sitting on the sofa.

"I'm Ilham, Lila's future husband."

"Prospective husband? You want to get married?" surprise Mr. Hari.

"Yes, lila is getting married. Here ask for Father's blessing, all of you want to ask you to marry me. Because Father, Lila's legal guardian." she explained.

" What's your job? "ask Mr. Hari on Iam.

" I was.... "

" Good Iam Ob, same as Lila." cut it.

" ob's? Just Ob? Why are your standards so low, Lila? High school is just a hotel waitress, husband gets OB. Why not the high one?" sergeant Pak Hari, so seemed to underestimate their work.

"What did you, the father, pay for Lila's school? Why set it up like this?" lila asked, with her flat face.

Mr. Hari looked awkward, but his nature was still with such high self-esteem.

"Dare to pay how much, make my son dowry? He's the first kid, he's gotta be paid. If he wanted to be the same boss here, he would give me two hundred million for Lila."

"What do you want to sell Lila? Just don't!" lila snapped with all her emotions.

"If you have no rights... What are you here for?"

Unexpectedly, what his neighbors said was true. Mr. Hari is just a materislistic man, capable of doing anything for money.

"I don't dare, I don't want to marry you. After all, I'm still alive, so I can't use a judge's guardian." said Mr. Hari, with a cigarette on his finger.