Virgin Widow Belongs to Young Master

Arrivals

Hearing the chat of his two daughter-in-law's parents, making Mr. Deri feel sad, why not know if his son is married, and if he is married,because it was time to marry them Arief said his parents could not attend because they were out of the country.

Somehow hearing his ignorance makes Mr. Deri feel sad and sorry to see his daughter.

Daydream sir Deri fro hear the voice of his son-in-law, with a worried look and with a weak condition because it was exhausted in the beatings make him distract and feel pity.

"Sir, how's Vita doing?"ask Arief worried.

Hearing that makes Mr. Deri sad again because now the condition of his daughter is critical.

Actually he wanted to ask about all this, why his son-in-law lied to his family.

"Vita, still critical and, and her baby miscarried" replied Mr. Deri sadly.

"So, I'm sure you're lying" said Arief.

"It's impossible, it's not possible my son" Arief said he felt the world was destroyed and immediately ran out of the building and looked for his car.

Arief's parents heard and saw it was shocked they immediately followed Arief away, while Mr. Deri had already left with Arief.

They ignored Nayla's family, because they were more curious about her own child's problems.

While in the hotel room, Nayla still fainted and father still faithfully cried beside her.

"I'm sorry dad, it's all dad's fault" said the father slowly, the mother who heard it could not bear to see her he was approaching the father.

"This father is not all the father's fault, maybe this incident makes us realize that he is not our child's soul mate" said the mother tried to calm the father.

"But still I feel guilty if I had refused this match, our son would not be like this, maybe our son is happy now"said the father with a gaze that did not switch one bit from Nayla.

When the father and mother were chatting the voice of the cell phone averted their eyes.

"Sorry mom's dad I picked up the phone first" Friska said and immediately walked out of the room.

A few seconds later he came back again he felt hesitant to say goodbye to his father and mother, but his circumstances were very urgent.

"Sorry Friska's mother's father wants to leave first, about her Friska wants to pick up her sister at the airport."pamit Friska.

"Go, son, thank you for being present" replied the mother with a smile.

"Sorry mother can not nemenin Nayla to wake up" Friska said.

"It's okay quickly go pity your brother must have been waiting" said the mother.

Then Friska also said goodbye to her two friends and immediately left.

While in the plane that will land a young man, handsome and dashing look pensive.

"I'm back whether you still remember me or.." he muttered softly.

Not long after he had gotten off the plane and walked towards the exit, he crazily looked over there over here while dragging his suitcase hoping that his pick up was already there.

With casual clothes just wearing a shirt and jeans do not forget his sneaker shoes make him look handsome even though he is cold and flat,but the girls and mothers of mothers who were there looked fascinated even from them there were brightly praised the young man.

It had been five minutes waiting but there was no sign of the person who picked up until the end of his cellphone sound rang.

"Mama" her mutter looked at the phone screen showing the caller id.

"Hallo ma" he answered after raising his call.

"...."

"Want to ngaret" his grumble.

"...."

"Hmm, alright I'll wait for her, by ma I miss you" she said as she turned off her phone.

"Huft when I want to go to sleep" he muttered softly while looking for an empty chair for him to sit on.

Not one minute saw someone approaching him, and called his name.

"Sister, kak Alvi"he called out loud.

Until his girl in front of his sister he immediately hugged his sister even they almost strayed back.

"Hat habit" her angel however returned the hug.

"Son, I miss you" said the girl.

"Oh yeah, dear her I don't" said her sister and let go of her hug and waltzed away leaving her sister.

Makes the girl pout and immediately catches up with her sister.

Until his in front of his brother's car the young man had to be patient because the car owner was left far behind.

Because he could not wait for her to shout calling his sister's name no matter who was staring at her.

"FRISKA PRADIPTA" shouted her until people saw her while stunned.

Not hearing her screams but they heard the last name of the name she called.

While Friska with her jail instead walked casually and pura did not hear the screams of her brother.

"If in five seconds not immediately get here I will cut your snack rations" said the young man heard his snack rations in pieces Friska immediately ran and shouted annoyed.

"Well wait a minute, Mr. ALVIAN PUTRA PRADIPTA" shouted Friska no less loudly so that the people who had begun to disperse back into silence and looked at Alvi.

"Wah it turns out in the first hand look very handsome from his photo" muttered the person there.

Because feeling uncomfortable with the gaze of the people there made Alvian say.

"Are you going to stay up there"heard his cold snap, the words made everyone disperse themselves.

Friska came with a breath of gnawing staring at her annoyed sister, her clairvoyant she had to run tens of meters to get to her sister's position.

"Did you want to kill me" said the girl, but the brother was just indifferent and immediately got into the car.

"Hurry up you've made me wait too long" said Alvi ketus, while Friska just turned her eyeballs irritated.

"If you don't want to wait why not just tell your subordinate to pick you up, even I'm willing to leave my friend who is fainting" grumbled Friska in a soft voice at the end.

Hearing the grunts of his sister he did not take a headache because in fact he was tired and wanted to quickly rest.

But when she was about to close her eyes, she remembered the girl who had inhabited her heart for three years.

"Do you still remember me?"his murmuring was slow, even so slow that Friska could not hear him.

Thirty minutes later they had arrived at their luxurious home, they were greeted enthusiastically by their parents.

Just got off the car, the shrill voice of the mother had welcomed her even to the point of squealing her ears.

"Aakh, my son is getting handsome, how are you, son?"asked the mother, hugging her longing.

"Good even very good" Alvi softly said.

They let go of her embrace, Alvi turned on her papa.

"Pa, how are you pa, I think papa has gone" said Alvi, but has not just continued his speech, his head has been in toyor first by the papa.

Plastered

"Aww why papa hit me" Alvi said as she rubbed her head.

"You're not being polite, you're Mendo'a dead papa, really you do you want me to send again abroad" his papa's email to the son.

"Papa that's why the hell always prejudiced me" said Alvi with a smile of his jail.

"Alah, you always act as an oppressed person, when you are oppressive yourself." grumbled papa Adi while leaving them home.

While the mother who saw the debate was happy, karna had not heard the noise of the two of them for three years.

At the end they go inside while occasionally chatting.