We are Not Honey
Chapter 39. Master's Eating Weapon

Riana drives her car to the hospital to introduce Fikri to her father. The girl continued to concentrate with the steering wheel in her hands.

There was no talk in the car. Fikri occasionally glanced at Riana who never once glanced at her even at a glance. The request of the boss and the owner of the hotel where he worked, still continues to ring in his brain.

"What makes you not want to get married?" Tanya Fikri ventured.

"If you feel fine yourself, why get stuck in a relationship that can be complicated." Answer Riana. He glanced at the man who had just started a conversation with him.

Fikri smile.

"Not all marriages are complicated, Riana." The answer.

"And no household will always be fine, Fikri." Sela Riana's.

Fiki nodded in confirming. Although he had never been in that relationship, however, he knew that anyone human would always encounter problems in his life. Whether he is married or not, he will definitely meet the test of his life.

"Complicated and not a problem, depending on how we react. You want to hear my story a little?' Fikri Taya.

Riana did not reply, however, she did not mind if Fikri told her something that could accompany them in Jakarta's street congestion.

"I fell in love with a girl and wanted to marry her. However, it turned out that he had chosen to anchor his heart to someone. After two years with the man, God again changed the fate of the girl, by calling her lover. Her future husband died after they planned their wedding. I thought, I'll have a chance to get back to continuing my sense of not being completely covered for the girl. But again God says something else. He brought another man to the girl. And at that time, I no longer hoped and believed that he was not destined for me."

Fikri smiled as he looked at the cars that were speeding in front of the car that was carrying him out of nowhere.

"That's one of the reasons why I don't want to put my taste in men. Learn from my cousin's sister's household story. Love does not know who to end up with. Even relationships that have been built for years on the basis of love, can not guarantee will be as heavenly. And I don't want to spend my time on something that isn't necessarily yours." Answer Riana.

"For that do not love someone more than your love for yourself to exceed your love for the owner of life." Fikri's words made Riana speechless.

The debate between the two ended when the car that had been driving on the road, began to enter the hospital courtyard.

Riana still remains muddled with her own decision, although Fikri repeatedly insists, if the marriage is not as bad as Riana thinks.

It may be true, if the marriage will have its own exams. However, rest assured complicated or not a relationship depends on ourselves how to react. And most importantly, remain prejudiced against whatever God has destined for us.

That's what Fikri believes. If in the past, he had so hoped Zahra would be part of his life story, and when reality did not happen as expected, he still believed God was the best planner. And God must be preparing something far better than what he was expecting.

"Doctor Kean has arrived, right?" Riana asked her assistant.

"Yes, Mommy." The girl in the white uniform replied. He then allowed two people in front of his desk to enter the workspace of his superiors.

"Remember what I said at the cafe!" Riana warned.

"Assalamualaik." Fikri said as he entered Kean's room.

The middle-aged man who was busy with files on the desk, raised his face and smiled warmly when he saw his daughter entering with a foreign man but had good manners.

"The right guy." Kean said as if so excited to welcome his daughter who came to want to introduce someone to him.

Riana only smiled in response to the sentence that had just spoken from the lips of the father, while praying in the heart if the middle-aged man who has now moved from the chair of work, and who is now out of the chair, I will not be disappointed with his behavior today.

"Come, son, please sit." Take Kean to Fikri who was still standing awkwardly near the entrance.

"Thank you, Doctor." Fikri replied as he approached to greet the back of Kean's hand.

"Call Om." Kean replied while patting Fikri on the shoulder.

"Dad.." Riana wanted to end the meeting immediately, before her father would get more comfortable with the man who had already chosen to sit in front of her. Can not be denied, Fikri is a man who is quite pleasant. He who incidentally difficult to make friends, so quickly close to the man who is now starting a conversation with the father.

"So gini, Dad.. Actually Nana came to tell me that Fikri didn't want to get married." Riana said softly.

"That's it, Nana. Not that I don't want to get married, I just want to get the blessing of your parents first, then express my intentions." Fikri explained, making Riana's eyeballs grow. And wait, where does the man know the nicknames of those closest to him?

"Ficery..

Fikri immediately shook his head firmly, and it managed to make Riana speechless. He then turned to look at the middle-aged man who was listening to his conversation with Riana.

"so here it is, Doc. Uh, I mean om. I mean coming here, not only want to introduce myself, but also want to ask for blessing for my good intentions who want to propose to Riana." Fikri said sure. "I don't know Riana yet, because we haven't seen each other for a long time. And I mean my arrival today, to ask permission to get to know Nana more closely." Its effects.

Riana was silent without a word. Don't know what he has to say about Fikri today. In fact, they had already talked about the purpose of this morning's meeting.

"If you intend to marry my daughter, then marry her immediately. You'll have time to get to know each other after marriage, and that's much better. Good intentions should not be delayed, and having a relationship after marriage will keep Nana from slandering." Kean.

Riana was surprised. The circumstances he was facing this morning, were completely out of plan. The man who had returned to chatting familiarly with his father, betrayed him.

"Ficery..

"I'm sure, Riana. Consider our conversation in the car." Sela Fikri quickly made Riana fall silent again.

Wanting to take care of her feelings, Riana chose to no longer discuss them, and waited for them to come out of this room. Well, wait for the right time to ruffle Fikri's face.