Throw Your Ex In His Place !

Ep.71s

The engagement is over. Now the bride and groom and her four parents are discussing in the workspace Mr. Malik to be more detailed and no more miss communication as happened yesterday.

Dara has changed her clothes with a more comfortable, namely a dress under the knee with a beautiful vintage flower motif. Now she wants to highlight her feminine side in front of her future husband and future-in-law. While Ardi just took off his suit and put it on the back of the sofa. For his shirt he unbuttoned his wrist and rolled it up to my side, to make it feel more relaxed.

" Ardi," papa Malik begins the conversation. " The wedding is three days from now. I hope you two really discuss it well, so that things like yesterday don't happen again."

" Yes, Pah," replied Ardi.

" Papa knows, you want to do this engagement immediately so that the rumors circulating out there quickly disappear. But you forgot. If the one who will live in the future is you and Dara. Not you are one. Papa hope that in the future you both have a good deal to direct everything. In any case. Don't decide unilaterally. Because in the household communication is one of the important things. You understand what papa means?"

" Understand, Pah," replied Ardi and Dara simultaneously.

" I'm sorry about that, Mr. Adit. I do not here intend to take over your position to advise Ardi," said papa Malik a little hesitant.

" It's okay, Mr. Malik. No need to be confused. Ardi is now Dara's fiancee. And soon will be your daughter-in-law. This is commonplace when parents want to tell their children who are getting married soon. Instead, I thank Mr. Malik for his attention to Ardi" replied Adit's father.

" Oh yes, Mr. Adit. Representing Doni, I apologize for the words he said earlier. I'm really not happy with his attitude of continuing to be cynical to Ardi."

" I didn't say that, either. I have no problem with what Doni says, just being proud. Because it turns out that the woman Ardi will marry is a woman who is loved by her brother. It means a lot to Doni. It could be a whip for Ardi to have him look after Dara at his best. Lf it doesn't? Doni did not hesitate to take Dara back to the lap of his parents. Is that right, Di?" Adit's father threw his gaze towards Ardi.

" Right, Dad,"

" So, this is a challenge for you to prove to Doni. That you are the only man who deserves to be with Dara. Show it by being yourself, son. There's no need to turn into someone else to impress her."

" Yes, Dad. I get it."

" Good!" Adit's father raised his thumb.

Papa Malik took his notebook and a ballpoint pen from his desk drawer. He gave it to Dara. " You record all the things we need for the wedding. If you feel something is not right, you say it directly. We discussed it together."

" Well, Pah," Dara answered while receiving papa Malik's book.

They began to discuss all the things needed in the marriage. From the event venue to the food that will be served by the guests.

Dara now no longer feel hesitant to express her opinion. He started talking about comfortable shoes not just the color and the beautiful design.

" I'm not comfortable wearing high heels, can I just use flatshoes? I guess there must be pretty flatshoes that fit into whatever dress I'm going to wear later."

" I'm sorry for today. Because of my shoe of choice your foot is hurt" whispered Ardi. Now they are sitting next to each other.

Ardi's voice that was really immediately heard in his ears made his heart beat fast and made his blushing cheeks look more flushed than blush makeup.

" Eh..." Dara was nervous and misbehaved. " Because, I think footwear should not only be beautiful but also comfortable to wear. High heels were so pretty, but I'm not comfortable wearing them."

" It doesn't matter, honey. Let's order it later. I think the time is enough. I'll find the best craftsmen later" said Heni's mother.

" Thank you, Auntie," replied Dara.

" Kan Ardi has called Mr. Malik as papa. So you Dara, from now on call us both father and mother yes, dear," Heni's mother said later.

" Okay.., Mother," said Dara.

I don't think their conversation has been long enough. Now only Ardi and Dara live in papa Malik's workspace. Adit's father and Heni's mother had paid to go home first because there was an eyeang who had been waiting for them at home. While papa Malik was busy by calling some people to invite him directly outside the room. While Mama Tika prepares dinner in the kitchen.

Dara did not realize that in the room they were just alone because she was cool to write and mark some things that must be done tomorrow.

" Sister, so like the mother said tomorrow we go to the shoemaker who has become a subscription. Let's have more time later in the day, we feel a bit yes. So from there we can go somewhere else. Including meeting with the WOnya party," said Dara who turned out to only be answered with a smile by Ardi.

With his chin resting on one hand, Ardi was staring at Dara's face that looked serious about recording their marriage needs. He was enjoying that serious face.

" Brother Ardi, w-why? That smile... Something weird on my face, huh?" investigate Dara while examining her face with both hands.

" Nothing" said Ardi holding one of Dara's hands. " I just love to look at your serious face. His expression is very funny and it is not uncommon for you to mumble to yourself. I really enjoyed it."

" Ih, what the hell, brother. Eh? Where is papa? How come there's no?"

" It came out for the guest of honor telfonin."

" Oh..," Dara replied casually, but then she realized something.

" Uh? So from earlier in this room we're just two doang? Mom and Dad went home a while ago. Then followed by mama who will prepare dinner for us. And papa came out of the room for an important guest phone. And from that moment on he looked at my face. Oh no! I'm shy. I want to hide wherever it is. Hiding my crab-like face, "inner Dara.

" Why did you suddenly panic on his face? Just realized that from earlier we're just two doang in this room?"

" Why know?" ask Dara spontaneously.

" It's clear in your face, Ra. Frantic face, shame, misbehavior are all there. And the funnier I know I squirm. Hehe..." Ardi chuckled small.