
Nella led them both to the living room. There was already Sofyan, Diana and also that man yesterday. However, Nella herself has not been acquainted, who and what relationship the man had with his mother.
"Well, this is Ihsan my girlfriend and this is Om Irwan, Omnya Ihsan." Nella introduces the two of them to the papah. Then, the two shook hands with Sofyan, Diana and the man beside her.
"Please sit down" Sofyan said.
Ihsan immediately sat down on the sofa next to Nella and Irwan, before long the aunt maid came to give two cups of black coffee that Nella had asked for before.
"Please drink, Mas ... Mr." The maid's aunt placed the two cups carefully on the table.
"Thank you" Ihsan replied.
Aunty's maid passed away to the kitchen.
Sofyan sat across the legs, with his hands on his knees. "I've been told by Nella, if you're coming to propose to my daughter, is that right?" Sofyan wanted to confirm it once again.
Although he was very nervous and his heart was pounding, Ihsan tried to be relaxed. He does not want because of his nervousness, can destroy everything.
"Yes, Om. I came here .. I want to propose to Om's daughter named Nella Pujianti. I love her so much, she and I have been dating for a year. I hope ... Om agrees and approves of our relationship" said Ihsan politely.
"Before, I'd like to ask. What's your full name?"
"Ihsan Maulana."
"Why did you come with Ommu? Are your parents busy?"
"I don't have parents, Om."
"They're dead?"
"I don't know. I used to live in an orphanage, without parents and relatives, and this Om Irwan ...." Ihsan turned to Irwan for a moment, then looked back at Sofyan. "He picked me up, he picked me up on the street when I was 12" he said.
The deg!
Sofyan rounded up his net. "So you mean, you used to live on the streets? But did you say you lived in a parlor? So which one is right?" asked Sofyan feeling confused.
"That's because ...." Ihsan began to tell a piece of his story, the story of him who used to live in an orphanage, then when the orphanage was burned and he became a homeless person in the street, because only he survived that time. And it was Irwan who kindly raised him to be a nephew, gave him a job and a place to live.
Hearing the story from Ihsan, not making Sofyan sympathize. But the old man just shook his head, feeling unexpected. It could be that her only daughter loved a man like Ihsan, a simple man who was far from perfect. Maybe, just his face.
"Then what do you do?" sofyan asked hesitantly.
"So mechanic, Om. The car mechanic belongs to Om Irwan."
"What?" Sofyan squealed unexpectedly. "You're just being a mechanic? Then ... why are you so confident proposing to my daughter! I don't want to! I refused your proposal!" strangle him loudly.
The deg!
Nella, Ihsan and Irwan, they rounded the net. The three of them were dumbfounded by the sentence Sofyan blurted out.
"What ... what does Papah mean?" asked Nella with a feeling of shock mixed with, he also did not believe the rejection of the papah.
"Father rejected Ihsan because of his work?" ask Irwan.
"Yes, I can't possibly marry my daughter to a man like Ihsan! He doesn't deserve to be with my daughter!" reply cynically, glancing at Ihsan.
"Like Ihsan how the hell, Pah? Good and handsome. Ihsan and Ihsan love each other and we've been dating for a year, Papah has to bless our relationship, Pah!"
"Are you stupid or what? Is there no other man in the world, until you love a poor man like him? We're the rich Nella! He's nothing compared to us!"
Nella turned her head towards Ihsan, looking into her eyes fixedly. The handsome man was silent from now on. But her lips pulled a smile as Nella looked at him. His heart was broken, before he also felt unsure Nella's parents would accept his proposal. But Ihsan tried to brush it off, because maybe with the love of Nella and herself, it could melt the hearts of Nella's parents to bless their love. It turned out that everything was wrong, said Sofyan just now had described that he did not like Ihsan, did not like it because Ihsan was just a poor man.
"No, Pah. I don't give a shit! I ... I love Brother Ihsan!" suddenly, Nella hugged Ihsan's body.
Seeing her daughter hugging the man she had just rejected, Sofyan was wide-eyed. He immediately got up and pulled his daughter's arm, separating her from Ihsan.
"You go home, Ihsan! I didn't say I rejected you! What are you still here for?" sofyan's tone was heard repelling the man who was still frozen.
"Fuck! I beg ... don't do this, I love Brother Ihsan, please bless us. I'm getting married to her, Pah." Nella's tears could not get away with it, she could not bear to see her boyfriend expelled after being rejected outright by Sofyan.
"No, you won't marry a poor man like him!"
Ihsan and Irwan got up from his seat, he reached into the jewelry box in his suit pocket. Then opening and taking the ring, he wanted to pin it on Nella's ring finger.
"I understand Om's decision, but .. let me give this ring to Nella."
Nella immediately extended her hand, as if receiving a ring from Ihsan. Not with Sofyan. The middle-aged man pulled Nella's outstretched arm.
"No! I've rejected you, don't give me a ring! That ring doesn't fit my daughter's finger!"
"Oh, please don't do this!" Nella tries to rebel, but it doesn't work. Both of his arms were held firmly by Sofyan.
"Yes, Om. It doesn't matter, then me and Om I say goodbye. Good morning," said Ihsan politely, the ring he put back into the box.
Before stepping away, he took the time to throw his warm smile for the lover, until now he came out of the main door.
After Ihsan's departure, Nella brushed off Sofyan's arm. He picked up a bouquet of flowers on the sofa, then ran up the stairs, entered his room and locked the door.
He threw his body on the bed crying. His heart was already blooming. But now, the flower was like it withered and fell just like that.
"Why did Papah reject Ihsan's proposal? Though I was very happy, I loved her very much" she cried, covering her face with a pillow. Nella no longer care about the makeup polish that has been messy, she cried so badly, feeling disappointed with Sofyan's actions, but could not do anything.
On the other hand, Ihsan and Irwan rode the car towards the workshop. On the way, Irwan was unceasing to pat Ihsan on the shoulder, trying to calm down the grieving handsome man.
"Ihsan, you are patient. What do you have to do to help you."
"Yes, it's okay, Om. I also understand, Nella is a rich kid. He does not deserve to be with me who has nothing" he said sincerely, trying to accept the situation. Maybe after this the relationship will end.
I love you so much, Nella, I should have realized before I went too deep.