
The man grabbed Nadia's hands, sticking the tiny girl's palms to her cheeks for a few seconds. The man deliberately closed his eyes as if he was permeating what was channeled into his body through the palm of Nadia's hand which was now stuck on his cheek.
“Now, how do you feel about me?” ask Ferdi.
“I ... I feel Mas Ferdi's cheeks are warm,” he replied honestly.
“Astagfirullah .. What I mean is not about the temperature of my cheeks but what are you feeling in your heart?” Ferdi was anxious with the answer Nadia had given just now.
“Rasanya ... my heart feels deg-degan,” replied Nadia honestly with a shy face while looking down.
Ferdi grabbed Nadia's chin until the girl finally looked up. The eyes of the two of them clashed against each other at one point. “Thank you because now Mas sure and what decision will be taken if later my parents still force me to match with Firda!”
“What blooms my problem later if Mr Regan really forces you to be betrothed to Aunt Firda?” Nadia suddenly felt overwhelmed by the answers of men who had somehow proposed and asked her to get married.
“I'm sure to reject it because of you! Oh yes, if for example we are married but after that I became a poor person, are you still willing to live with me? Of course I can't stand idly by to meet your needs just that Ferdi who will be your husband later is definitely not as rich as it is today. Papa threatened me, if I am not willing to be betrothed to Firda then all the facilities I have will be taken again,” said Ferdi trying to smile even though his eyes showed sadness.
Nadia smiled, The girl did not look surprised at all.
“Sorry yes Mas Ferdi if in my opinion, if we really match up to the level of marriage then whatever the economic conditions Mas later .. God willing I will accept as it is! Isn't it if we both start from zero it's much more valuable than already having everything but an unhappy heart.”
Ferdi's heart really felt plong after hearing the answer from the girl who almost every night made him unable to sleep just because waiting for an answer from Nadia about his feelings.
***
Ferdi drove his car home with a heart full of happiness because if until later his parents forced to remain engaged to Firda, then he already knew what path he had to take. The man did not want to pawn his happiness for life just for the sake of his Papa's business. The principle is better to get nothing from his parents, than to be a Regan doll for the rest of his life.
“Gue deserves to be happy and my happiness is with Nadia. I don't need papa's wealth as long as there's Nadia beside me because money can be found but kind-hearted girls are hard to come by right now! I will also never break a promise to Bagas to death!” monologue while still driving the car to the home of the Lord.
Ferdi arrived at his house when the time of Ashar prayer arrived, and how shocked the man was when he saw the complete family Firda was in the living room. It turned out that his feeling was really very appropriate because he had somehow suddenly wanted to hear an answer from Nadia about her feelings. Thankful Ferdi for the girl accepting herself for who she was.
‘What is this? Why do I feel so bad, huh? Is it okay that Renaldo said at that time will become a reality now? I'd rather be crossed off the papa family card list than marry my grandmother after Firda!’ The man sat in his heart without wanting to enter his house but deliberately stood up intending to eavesdrop on what they were talking about, unfortunately the bad brother instead saw his arrival.
“Well, this is my most handsome brother coming. Waiting also from earlier, brother where the hell? Must be a girlfriend, huh?” ask Renaldo without sin.
Ferdi sniffed to hear the words of his sister, even though he had given the code by putting the index finger in the middle of his lips but Renaldo even casually said his arrival.
Ferdi felt that everyone already knew how to answer the words of the person who entered the house or maybe when meeting out there, for no one said his greeting until the man finished kissing the back of the mother's hand, except only the younger brother.
“Wa’alaikumussalam, Bang. Nih, the war Brother seems to be starting from now on, I want to do duty.” Rei moved from his seat replaced by Ferdi who deliberately pulled out his sister's ears.
“Aww, Brother what the hell, sick tau!” annoyed Rei tried to remove the jewel from the brother's finger. Ferdi close his lips to his sister's ear, “Gue sure you will not I give pocket money again!” threaten Ferdi's.
“Gue instead of not wanting to tell you, my phone is looking noh!” point Rei towards the sofa chair beside his papa. It looks like the sister's phone is sitting pretty beside the papa, like a guest who is waiting for his arrival.
‘Gosh .. pantesan Rei does not like to know me! O Allah, my father was so afraid that Renaldo told me not to go home. Lagian Rei kok bodo anyway, can pinjem hp waiter first, basic brother jahara!’ it's in the heart.
“Hai Ferdi .. just got home huh?” greeting Firda while giving her most beautiful smile, standing close to Ferdi wanting to hug the man.
Unfortunately Ferdi instead casually raised both his hands in a position like wanting to push Firda's body, “Remember, you are not my mahrom, so please take care of his manners!”
“Waa, uhuyyyy, mentally disabled!” sambar Renaldo who ternyatu give a spray mocking him.
Ferdi thought the younger brother would actually go into his room but it turns out Rei was just moving to sit not far from there.
“Dragon talks, Rei!” mr Regan said commemorating his youngest son while Ferdi himself remained relaxed with his flat face.
“You're like that anyway, Ferdi. I'm your fiancee's candidate, hugging time can't be!” firda protest with annoyed tone.
“Already, besides you are a Firda woman, you should take care of the image a little!” tegur aunt Yuri – her mother Firda.
“Alright, because Ferdi has come, how about this discussion we immediately do now,” said Mr. Regan began to talk.
Ferdi looked at the horror of his papa's face, he really felt he had no self-esteem this time, but he wanted to see first what exactly the father would plan.
“I'm up to you, Regan,” said Winata chimed in on his best friend's talk.
“Begini Ferdi, papa and om Winata talked about your engagement event that we will do this Saturday. Whaddya think? Would you like to submit an example of a concept you like on the show?” regan asked with a jumawa, thinking that the son would not dare to refuse his orders because he had been threatened to withdraw all facilities that had been given if he refused.
“Sorry Om, Aunt ... Ferdi cannot marry Firda!”