Validly!

Sah~~Sixteen

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Luxury decorations decorate the room used as a party venue by the Sujatmiko family. The white and gold decoration looks very elegant. Invitation guests also look glamorous and striking, seen once from among the people.

Just an office birthday actually, but why does it look like a wedding party. Haha, surely they think their plan will work.

Wait a minute, don't underestimate Sharif. Their rotten plans are coming to an end, and they are overrun by Sharif's plans.

Ah, why does Sharif even seem arrogant. But let it be, for such petty people to be arrogant indeed. Let's know the taste!

"Sir, it looks like they've planned carefully." Sham whispers to the left of Sharif as his gaze swept through the room.

Sharif berdehem. "Yep, but you didn't forget our plan?"

"No, Sir. Everything is fine" explained Syam. And everything is done.

"Sir, the host is towards us." Sham's sweat when he saw Didik heading towards the two of them.

Sharif responded with Deheman. Wanted to see where Sujatmiko was acting.

"Good night, Sharif, Sham." Sapa Didik while shaking the hands of both of them.

"Night, Om." Answer Sharif as softly as possible.

"How are you, son? Long time no see."

Cih, just a week ago. Inner Sham is coed, aih! Why is he the bad guy?

"Good, Om. How about yourself?"

"Haha, always good."

"You just came by yourself? I-I mean Om only with Sham."

"No, Mother's father is the same Dinda is still on her way." Syarif's victory smile.

Shoot at the sight, gosh. He was actually just making small talk, but Sharif's answer made him a little anxious.

Tonight he will make many hearts hurt, only to fulfill the wishes of his beloved daughter. God, forgive me. Inner Didik screamed.

"Oh, yes."

Sharif's gaze was fixed on his three loved ones who were walking into the main door. He told Sham to send a message to his mother. Well, hpnya he gave to Sham, to facilitate his plan and not arouse suspicion.

Sharif walked leisurely towards them, welcoming with a twinkle of affection. Especially for the petite woman next to her mother, Dinda–his wife.

Little boy who used to be his neighbor, his favorite girl since childhood. Now his soul mate, perfecting half his religion.

"Dad, Mother." Sharif greets Father and Mother and kisses her cheeks.

As for Dinda, she gave a kiss of affection on her forehead. He is his wife, his woman, and will be his only one. No other!

"Come, we meet the ones with the show." Guide Sharif while holding his wife's hand.

"Good night, Mr and Mrs Altama." Welcome Educate when Father and Mother approach him.

"Night Mr. Sujatmiko, how are you?"

"Of course it's very good, and you look very good, don't you? Hahah," close-up.

"Well, as you can see."

"Haha, and who is this?" Tanya Didik when his gaze was directed at the woman beside Sharif.

Deg.

Surprised! The first thing that Educated felt when his gaze was clear on the tiny woman.

Lordy! Why is she so similar to him? Moreover, his eyes and nose, those lips belonged to his wife. While his face is a combination of him and his wife, but more dominant his!

"Mom, this is my wife Dinda." Syarif's voice did not make Didik aware of his surprise.

The little body is like his mother. The right blend, she's very pretty.

"Of!" Tegur Syarif when he saw Didik shaking and staring at Dinda for too long. What the fuck is that old man. Did he target Dinda too? Big no's!

"Eh-uh! Excuse me. Let's start the core event." Take Didik to go to the place of his extended family.

Lord, his head is still imagined sweet face Dinda–istri Syarif. His chest was filled with a strange taste, I don't know what that feeling was. That must have bothered him a lot.

The peacock walked towards the front seat, and wow! The Syarif family had the honor of sitting on the front bench.

Syam who got the task to set everything aside and went to the back. The place where the plan will begin.

There, sit with the haughtiness of the Sujatmiko family. They think they can get everything with money.

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"Please, sit down and enjoy the meal." Said Didik invite Sharif and family to sit.

"Thank you" Mommy's polite.

He went to the bench where his family was sitting. But his thoughts were on Dinda, Sharif's wife. It was like seeing her in the female version! God, what is this?

Suddenly I was stung with a feeling of guilt. Something was clutching in his chest. He turned his head towards Dinda, watching the face that he claimed belonged to him.

While Desti, did not escape looking at the maroon hijab woman he saw sitting next to Sharif. Is that his wife?

It is undeniable, Desti like there is an inner bond with the sweet woman. Suddenly his eyes glazed over, remembering his little Princess.

"All right, ladies and gentlemen! We're about to enter the core event...."

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