When That Sense Is Present

21. Reception and drama

Lady Hana knocked on Ibra's room door. From the inside, Ibra invited anyone to come in. Ibra was still sitting on her bed and also a laptop on her lap.

"Zigra, here's your shirt" Hanna's mom hung an old gray suit.

"Yes, thank you"

"You're busy, baby"

"Slightly, there's an unfinished case. So Ibra should keep an eye on the "

"Mommy go down first, help papi get ready"

"Yes, later Ibra followed" Their call was indeed funny. Mr. Hendro and his wife still call Zigra while Ibra was more accustomed to the name given prof Damar. Not too much of a problem as comfortable as them.

Ibra closed her laptop, then stepped into the bathroom. He looked at his face in the mirror. Wash his face to feel fresh.he came out of the bathroom and happened to be heard knocking on the door of his room.

" Yes, a minute" Ibra opened the door. A housekeeper bowed his body

" I'm sorry young master, lady Hanna and Mr. Hendro are waiting downstairs"

"Tell mommy, I'll be down in a minute"

"Okay, excuse me"

Ibra closed the door and changed her clothes. His feelings returned to pain and pain. His face looked down, hopefully he could control himself.

Ibra went down the stairs, greeted with admiration by both parents. Madame Hana's eyes were so sparkling with happiness.

"Zigra, you're so handsome, son. There must be a lot of girls who'll bend their knees to you"

"Mommy could be" Ibra said calmly as she continued down the stairs

" What my mom said, is the fact, son, you are indeed very handsome and handsome"

"We're leaving now Pi, mi. It'll be late"

They entered a luxury car that was already perched right in front of the house. The night wind drove Ibra away to the reception venue Antyka and Dr Alif at the Pradipta hotel..

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Antyka tonight looks so radiant with her pretty dress. They sit side by side in the sewers. Alif is very handsome tonight. The two looked at each other with glances of mutual admiration. Maybe this is called love.

Greetings from both sides and congratulations are a moving moment. Many prayers are also compliments. But in the corner there ana dr Farah who stares does not like. Aura of hate and also a sense of revenge.

The couple did not realize there was a wounded heart in the corner. Although the euphoria of proclamation about his status is increasing with the label of the son of Mr. Hendro who notes bene parallel to Haris Pradipta. But all that did not keep Ibra's heart entertained.

Ibra looked at her, she should be the one standing there instead of Alif. He was the one who understood Antyka the most. He also feels his love is most entitled to have Antyka

The tremors made his entire body break out in cold sweat. Lucky Luthfi immediately approached Ibra.

" Itsa ..." Luthfi took Ibra to sit down

It turns out that Luthfi was watching Ibra, he was very anxious about Ibra's feelings

" You shouldn't have come, I understand your position. I'm sorry, I can't prevent Dad from inviting you. You must be feeling sorry for Dad" Luthfi sat face to face

" I'm fine, there's no way I'm turning down Dad's invitation"

"Ibra, don't push yourself.it doesn't feel like seeing you tormented like this. Even your hands feel cold"

"I'm here not only for Damar's father, but for both of my biological parents"

"You ..., you mean you've found your real parents?"

"Yes, has Damar's father not told you?"

" Not yet, perhaps not yet "Luthfi shakes weakly.

" That's them, I mean my biological parents" Ibra said as she pointed to a couple who were talking. And they are so familiar among entrepreneurs.

" You mean, Mr Hendro?" Lutfhi was not convinced.

" Right" Luthfi locked her lips. He was really surprised. Mr. Hendro is one of the conglomerates in Indonesia. " Don't be surprised, this is a fact. Weird right?" Ibra smiled faintly. Laughing at his life path.

"Yes, the fate of people never know, you can usually be stranded on the side of the road at that time"

"True, my destiny is incredible, not just about my life. But also about my character. I was the one who loved Antyka first. I was the one who carried him the most, I was the one closest to him. But it was fate that chose the man to be the owner of Antyka's heart"

"You're a very good man Ibra, you'll soon meet a woman who's better everything than Antyka" comforted Luthfi while patting Ibra on the shoulder

Mr. Hendro approached Ibra who was talking to Luthfi.

" Ibra, we're on a bail. It's our turn to congratulate prof Damar and his daughter"

"Well pi, oh yes, this is Lutfi brother son of prof Damar "

"Oh, son of prof Damar. It's nice to meet you. Thank you for being such a good brother to my son, Zigra" Mr. Hendro greeted Luthfi closely. He said so sincerely when he thanked me.

Luthfi allowed Mr. Hendro and Ibra to go up to the temple. Luthfi can only be shaved. In the midst of his heartache Ibra and at that time Ibra found his family.

***

" Mr. Alif, the party was amazing. Anty did not expect it to be this lively Antyka whispered

"You like it ? this is not how Anty, the preparation is quite sudden"

"Like but cape too"

"Prophey, soon it's over" Alif calmed Antyka down. Even though the guest queue is so snaking.

"Congratulations Alif, watch Antyka" Ibra's voice trembled withstanding the taste.

" Of course, I'll take good care of my wife"

" Sister Ibra, finally brother Ibra came too. Anty can't reach Ibra's sister. Is Ibra busy?"

"Yes, Brother Ibra is really busy. I'm sorry, Ibra couldn't keep her promise. Congratulations Anty, my little brother is now an adult. Ibra's sister wishes Anty always happy"

"Thank you for Ibra's prayer" Antyka said, and as usual, Antyka did not realize she wanted to embrace Ibra. But Alif's sturdy arm pulled Antyka.

Ibra walked away and asked her parents to return. Lady Hanna saw all Ibra's gestures. Old Hana's eyes had just realized. Ibra was so hurt while there. Especially when Antyka wants to hug Ibra.

Along the way home, Ibra looked more and more moody.

" Zigra, forgive mami and papi. We shouldn't have been selfish in taking you to the reception of prof Damar's daughter. Mami look at you and prof Damar's daughter very close. Do you like prof Damar's daughter?" madam Hana looked at her son who was getting more and more misbehaved with her question.

"If you're honest, we'll understand, Zigra. The most important thing for mami and papi at this time, is your happiness. If you are happy, we are happier. If you get hurt like this. We are also more injured. Sorry mami"

Lady Hanna clasped her son's hand warmly. A clear thread flowed, he hugged his son. Guilt enveloped his heart.

"You must be in trouble out there, without us being by your side. I'm sorry, mommy's sorry, Zigra"

"Mi, Ibra doesn't blame mami. All have become the lifeline of Ibra. Let Ibra go back to Singapore, mi"

"He let me. But it's okay if mami and papi accompany you there. Until the taste of kangen mami is gone. You're a grown man who needs privacy. Or how about we go on vacation? wherever you want"

" No mi, Ibra doesn't need that. Just let Ibra stay there for a while"

***

"Sir Alif we go back to the apartment?"ask Antyka after the reception is over.

Alif's hand was still holding tightly to Antyka's fingers, Alif did not immediately answer. He let Antyka keep asking questions.

" Alif sir" Antyka stopped his steps. Signs of protest because Alif remains silent.

Alif stopped his steps. His gaze was sharp and his jaw was hardened.

"Follow where your husband went" after Alif's speech was not as usual.

Antyka looked at Alif who seemed to be holding back in anger. Confusion and fear. Until the front of the room, Alif opened the door and asked Antyka to enter first. Without protest Antyka entered her room.

Alif left Antyka alone in the room. He went to his parents and talked for a while. Then say goodbye to his room.

Antyka had just finished changing clothes and was preparing to get up on the bed when Alif opened the door. Alif took off his suit and went into the bathroom.

Antyka's heart asked what made Alif angry. Long Antyka waited for Alif to come out but the one waiting did not come out. He finally fell asleep because he was bored.

Alif lay beside Antyka, looking at his sleeping wife. This woman has made her world turn upside down. He must temper his anger when Antyka who always acts immature. I wanted to hug Ibra right in front of her eyes at the reception last night. For a month together they had no meaning.

Alif breathed a rough breath. Antyka hugged her from the side.

" Mr. Alif is not asleep. Mr Alif is angry with Anty? sorry ...." Antyka buried her head on Alif's back.

Alif felt his back wet. Antyka's crying. Alif's heart was not.

"I don't like it, you hug another man" Alif said, hugging Antyka.

" I'm sorry, Anty didn't mean anything. Ibra's sister was like an older brother to Anty. We used to be very close" Antyka just realized the source of Alif's anger.

"That's all I'm jealous of, Anty"

"Sir Alif also do not like to spread charm with other women" Alif immediately scrunched his forehead to hear Antika's speech.

"I never spread Anty's charm, when I was like that. I don't like it the most when another woman comes near me" Antyka poked her lips. Then their hugs unraveled

At the reception, a lot of Alif's girlfriends came. They stuck to Alif like stamps when taking pictures. Where their clothes are lacking all materials.

"So you're getting jealous?" Alif's mood changed to be happy when he knew Antyka also had a sense of jealousy.

"It hurts, right, if you're jealous? that's what I often feel. When you innocently want to hug another man, approached by another man, in the face of another man. You belong to me, Anty. Do not cry, your eyes will be swollen. People will think that's not about us"

"Sir Alif too, do not like angry unclear. Better tell Anty, which one of Anty's. Like that, Anty was confused. Mr. Alif looks creepy too"

"Look, I'm handsome like this at say creepy"

"That's why don't be fierce, let's not go handsome"

"How dare you say I'm fierce again, this is a punishment for you" Alif tickled Antyka. Antyka continued to avoid the attack from Alif until cornered at the tip of Ramjang.

They were so close, Alif's gaze started another. Alif advanced her face gently on Antyka's lips as soon as it happened. The roar of the heart that continues to beat, accompanied by heat that makes both of them intoxicated. Alif touch has spread from the nape to the back.

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