
Tired, why could he
don't look tired at all!
Daniah pissed herself off with levels
body fitness. On the way Daniah is seen sitting leaning on
the chair. Not much talking. Breathe in occasionally. Few minutes
his mind was completely blank, while staring at the glass window. Run without
directions.
“ Is miss okay?” Aran
finally opened his voice because he saw Daniah who had just been silent. But also
don't look to enjoy the fast-paced scenery out there all along
the speed of the car.
“ It's okay Aran, just a little
just tired.”
Miss just came out of the room
this afternoon, is his sleep not good? Aaaaaa, are they finished.
A hand is not
it was seen directly hitting Aran's head to stop thinking about anything
just crossed his head. The lips are laughing.
Daniah moves, takes the bag
small-time. A food box. I want to enjoy strawberries and
also the kiwi he asked from Mr. Mun earlier. Aran only noticed at a glance,
not usually the nonanya bring snack supplies. But he did not ask for
treating curious. When Daniah offered him he just nodded and
say thanks. Didn't take any, because it looks like missus didn't
really want to share.
“ Aaaaa, fresh. My feelings
happy after eating.” Close the box and put it in the bag again. Him
almost spent it. “Last-lately I seem happy to eat yes.
Why yes?” Looked at Aran asking for answers.
Haha, how do I know, miss!
“ Maybe because miss is happy.”
Answering the origin, while paying attention to the crowded streets. “The word of the happy man
increase appetite.”
“ Haha, really?” Screech
by oneself. “But today I am really happy. It's been a long time since last
the time I went home.” Honestly Aran was not surprised by the words
Narcissistic. As long as he worked with her, even though he had never delivered
Daniah went home to her parents.
Everyone lives with their problems
itself turns. Aran Mumbled. He had to disappear from his family for a long time
a few years, it can be a benchmark. That everyone should
paying dearly for a better life.
Maybe including Miss Daniah, who
he had to pay the price of his life as the wife of Mr. Saga.
When they arrived at the Gunawan family residence, Aran took a car into the gate guarded by a security guard.
It turns out that the lady also comes from a distinguished family huh. His house is big too. Compared to him.
After getting out of the car, Daniah
still in the parking area. Look at his own house. It's been a long time
since the last time he came to this house. It's been a long time since it was full
longing. On his father's birthday, Mr. Saga appeared like a hero who saved his face
in front of his father's family. A beloved wife, so did Mr. Saga
flaunting it. Until everyone who initially sneered and looked at him one eye changed attitude.
“ Miss is okay?” Aran was really worried with Daniah's silence which was not as usual.
“ I finally came home
my parents Aran.” Said slowly. Even though the house that previously did not feel like home. But this is where he grew up and matured. Instinctively all the happy memories that overlapped with tears also sprung up.
A Bosk car that follows in
the back of their car arrived. Bring all the gifts prepared by Mr. Saga
for Risya's wedding. Daniah also did not know what it contained, because the secretary
Han prepared everything. Daniah was lazy to ask. Not like before, though,
everyone came out to greet her. Even he was like a great guest.
The bride-to-be came out to greet him. He got a warm hug,
the head rubbing of some family members as well.
Mother proudly hugged her in front of all the family members who were also present to help with the party preparations. Without awkwardly showing his affection.
Aran full of haru.
Miss is very much loved
family yes.
That is life, when what is visible is not necessarily true. But Daniah did not refuse to treat it. He warmly welcomes every hand that grabs him. Sincere or not.
Sit in dad's office. Some time they still talk through their eyes.
“ Mr. Saga leave gifts and
greetings to father.” Finally, Danieh started talking. Dad nodded thank you. Then he grabbed Daniah's hand. Swiping slowly.
“ Thanks for wanting
come.” Dad looked at Daniah. “Pardon dad for all Niah.”
Aaaaa, why else this. I always
I don't feel very strong if I put on a guilty face like that.
Daniah's father is repeating
memories of how he married the princess before him. How he
offering his daughter in return for Mr. Saga's help to
his company.
“ I'm fine well. Really.”
Clapping his father's hands. “ Mr. Saga treated me very well. All
the person in the house of Mr. Saga really sincerely loves me.” There's no need for anything
daniah was worried, except for strict rules that he had to obey.
“ Thank goodness.”
There is still a sense of worry
it is reflected in his words.
“ Niah, Are you going to give birth
a child for her later? Did Mr Saga ask you to be the mother of his children?”
it seems that you are still worried about this. Daniah's marriage is no longer
matter briefly. But there was no sign that her daughter was pregnant. As
her father was worried that this would burden his daughter.
He no longer thought about the company, but the feelings of his daughter that had for some time haunted him.
“ No signs of pregnancy
yah. But I'm on a pregnancy program.” The answer has answered the question, Daniah thought.
“ Ahh, okay. Hope everything is smooth
yes.”
After talking to my dad, Daniah
get out of his study. Welcome to the relatives who arrive
at home to help with Risya's marriage.
“ Niah come here. Aunt brought you
by-by.” He said without embarrassment, pulling Daniah's hand into the living room. There
there are a lot of people gathered. “ Well this, match with you. Auntie
all day shopping while thinking about you. Auntie hope you like.” Showing the contents of her handbag proudly.
“ It's bi, thanks.”
And the atmosphere is so rolling
just, like they're doing a queue. Show him the gift he wants
give it to Daniah. Hugging Daniah as a sign of physical closeness. Risya and mother stared meaningfully. Not knowing to be proud or envious. For sure they are happy with the arrival of Daniah and all the gifts sent by Mr. Saga.
“ Niah, can help input si
Yohan to Antara Group. Tell Mr. Saga, your cousin's nitip aunt you know.” Bibi explained how great Yohan was on campus, as well as the breadth of her social association.
Haha, how is it me
explain it! Even Jen had to follow the official selection for an internship at Antara Group.
Aran stood up while
watching can see Daniah's discomfort. When he smiles
forced. Even his face looked pale when he did not know what to answer. But
he himself must be how. Interjected, he wanted to do it but this
missus' family thought so.
If only Miss had not been dredged
his family I can still prevent, but this. Aaaa, they're like mothers
who wants to be heard.
“ Brother Niah!” The savior is coming
go in. Raksa appeared with a face less like to see Daniah among the crowd
her aunt. “ Aunty don't force sister Niah like this.” Pulling Daniah from sitting down. Become a Daniah helper. Although mother and Risya look not like to see the appearance of Raksa that messes with the atmosphere.
" Our rats are just chatting." No matter what, keep taking Daniah out of the crowd.
Epilogues
" The Raksa stopped acting as if we were harassing Niah." Risya ruffled her waist in front of her sister. "Sir Niah, tell him we didn't do anything to you." Highlight the eyes of Raksa still looks not to believe what Risya said, but he was silent and did not argue or say anything.
Now Risya approached to Daniah's seat.
" Sister Niah, is Mr. Saga coming to my wedding. Take him with you. Dad said he'd shaken her, but he didn't give me any certainty." Risya's heart began to be read.
" True Niah, invite Mr. Saga to come yes. Our extended family is looking forward to."
" I'm sorry ma'am, I don't know if Mr. Saga can come either. But I'll try to ask, but I can't promise either." Daniah answered doubtfully.
It must be very troublesome anyway. Just imagine Daniah was lazy, how Risya's wedding party if until Mr. Saga came. However, Risya is a celebrity who often enters the news online. There will be media.
See, that's all you still see from Brother Niah. Use it to raise the degree of our lives before others. Raksa looked at her sister and mother sadly.
Seriate