Throw Your Ex In His Place !

Ep.69s

Dara is being prepared by a mua who has been ordered by Ardi. Natural makeup is enough to make his face more visible.

Dara's neckline is increasingly visible when her hair is carried with a soft pink flower tiara coiled on her head.

Already showed at 13.15 wib. 45 minutes to the engagement. Very sudden preparation has made everyone work hard for this engagement event.

All preparations are in order. Now just wait for the groom to come with his motorcade.

Mama Tika and Papa Malik enter Dara's room. She was looking at the mirror on her dresser.

" Wow! little angel mama is so beautiful. Like a princess from heaven," said Mama Tika looking at her daughter's reflection in the mirror while hugging her daughter's shoulder.

" Why, Son? Isn't this your happy day? The person you care about will soon be pinning the engagement ring on your ring finger. Why do you look so moody?" ask papa Malik.

" I don't know, Pah. I myself am confused. Still feeling a little annoyed with the attitude of brother Ardi. How dare he decide everything on his own without asking my consent" Dara said.

" It's just a small matter, son. Papa's sure Nak Ardi didn't mean it that way. Why don't you try to think positively or think from his point of view? You will forgive and forgive him. This misunderstanding is just a small pebble that tests the wheel of life you two will go down the same path. Calm your mind, papa go ahead for a minute." Papa Malik rubbed his daughter's shoulder pads.

" Right said papa just now dear," said Tika's mother softly. " Difference like this often occurs for those who want to get married. Finish the show later you two chat well, baby."

" Okay, Mah."

Mama Tika hugged her daughter full of haru. Her little angel had now grown into a very beautiful adult woman. She remembered very well how little Dara behaved when she wore a blue dress like a princess in a glass shoe fairy tale.

" W-do you remember?" said mama Tika slightly stammered. " When you were little, you always wanted to be a Cinderella princess. Wearing a blue dress, pretending to wear glass shoes, you keep pretending there's a prince coming to pick you up."

" Remember, Mah."

" Maybe this is the time when the prince will come to pick up his daughter's souvenir mama," said Mama Tika as she rubbed Dara's cheek gently.

" Mama..," said Dara gently with teary eyes.

" Hey.a pretty boy can't cry." Mama Tika immediately picked up the tissue that was in front of her to wipe away the tears that almost soaked Dara's cheeks that had been blushed by the blush makeup on.

" I love Mama" said Dara, wrapping her hands around Tika's mother's waist and leaning against her mother's belly.

" Mama loves you too, Ra," replied Tika mother kissing the tip of her daughter's head.

While carrying baby El, April enters Dara's room.

" Mah, Ardi and his family have arrived" said April.

Mama Tika helped Dara stand up from her position. Using shoes that are high enough makes it a little difficult to walk straighter. Carefully Dara went down the stairs to the yard of her house that had been transformed into the place of her engagement party.

In front of the door Papa Malik accompanied Mama Tika, took Dara to a backdrop of applications filled with white roses and some pink roses among them.

To the left right of Dara and papa Malik there are several poles decorated with curtain cloth dangling from the side and also a flower arrangement in a tall pot that separates the pole from each other.

Ardi who was wearing a matching shirt and suit was already standing in front of the backdrop with his parents, stunned by Dara's appearance. The woman who had always seemed indifferent to her appearance, was now very charming.

Ardi's gaze that continued to look at Dara without blinking made him become more and more misbehaved. Dara who is not comfortable with her high heels increasingly difficult to walk because of the glare of Ardi's eyes.

Suddenly Dara lost her balance when it was right in front of Ardi. Hap! Ardi swiftly caught Dara's body that was almost plunged to the floor.

" Are you okay?" ask Ardi while helping Dara stand up.

" It's okay. I'm fine" replied Dara.

Iqbal gives Ardi a wireless mic. A large thin screen is installed outside Mr. Malik's house. The television was used to show a procession of proposals, so reporters did not have to enter the house. They can cover directly through the flat screen.

" Dara Amelia," said Ardi in a position facing Dara, using a mic and holding one of his hands." Love flows from my heart. I will do my best for you and love you forever. I used to really not understand my feelings. Maybe I don't understand love. But I never knew the fact that we love someone we'd always love."

" So.. turns out brother Ardi has loved me for a long time and I never realized it?" inner Dara.

" Om, auntie," said Ardi looking at both parents Dara. " I hope you understand that I'm serious and fully intent on what I'm going to say."

Mr. Malik and Mama Tika nodded.

" I first want to apologize to om and aunt with the incident at hotel H yesterday so as to cause unpleasant rumors in the community. I've tried to clarify it to the reporters about the rumor so that Dara doesn't have to worry about it."

Now Ardi again looked at the netra adoration of his heart, Dara.

" I think I've become a fool out of love. I may not know how to react when my feelings are unclear. On the other hand, I want the false rumors to disappear from the news media. I will always have ideas and ways to deal with them. But it didn't work out, instead making me and Dara have a difference yesterday. I'm sorry, Ra."

" Hmm..," Dara replied with a nod.

" In my life, I have only a small stake in my father's company. That's a small result. I will work hard for us. Maybe it's not a fancy palace I can give you. But I'll take care of you as best I can. Just like how my dad took care of my mom. And I'll love Dara as much as Malik loves Aunt Tika."

Ardi took a breath and exhaled slowly. Then continue it again.

" I want to thank everyone for coming today. My intention today is to propose to Dara in front of the people we care about and mean so much to us. I want everyone to help me bear witness to what I'm about to say."