Leaning Sweet Me
Invitation of dinner
"Well, can we talk for a second?" farrel said to his father.
Arya nodded, "Dad also wants to talk to you about something."
The two of them walked towards the balcony, sitting in a chair overlooking a city park. With the afternoon wind that began to feel cold as well as cool it.
"You speak first" said Arya's father, sliding the chair until they faced each other.
"Father first, I'm afraid of quality, if it precedes the older person." he chuckled.
"You are," said Arya.
"Well, okay me first, so you know what, you know my skyscraper plan?"
Arya nodded, "Yes, the work is still fifty-sixty percent right? Why, you're short on funds?"
Farrel shook his head, "Dad still remember the contractor in charge of the work?"
"Yes, he's a recommendation from a friend of dad's! what are you going to talk about, you're making dad dizzy El." replied Arya shaking her head.
"There's already too many people who want to bid at a high price, I have to finish the building right away!"
Arya nodded, "That was your first work that really got the most attention in Asia, I think your choice is right El, by not letting go of it, even with a lot of interesting offers, right?"
Farrel nodded, Even if someone is willing to give her daughter a bonus, she has gone mad.
"Then what are you going to do?" ask Arya.
Metta came up with a tray with two cups, "Warm tea for dad,"
"Brown milk for you" said Metta, smiling at her little husband.
"Thank you dear."
Metta nodded, "I go in first ... My father went in first," he alternated.
"So how?" ask Arya.
"What?" said Farrel whose concentration was scant as soon as he saw Metta.
Arya clucked, "You are, small...."
Farrel scratched his nape, Arya again clucked, "You look like me." he continued with a chuckle.
"Well, then!" farrel chuckled.
"So well, I will combine several companies that are competent in their fields so that this development can be completed on time" explained Farrel.
"You're right, yes you can ask Alan to help you, I'll help if you need El" Arya said.
"Sure Dad, I'm still going to keep asking Dad for support,"
"What about your college?" ask Arya back.
Farrel shook his head.
"I haven't thought about it yet" he said, exhaling slowly.
"Then you have to think about it well, I will always support you.
Farrel nodded, "Yes yeah, I'll think about it
"Then Dad, what are you going to tell you?
"This is about your brother alan?" I already know, she's with a girl."
Farrel was stunned, "So Dad deliberately moved the strange girl into his secretary Alan?"
Arya nodded, "Dad wants to see how Alan is facing the girl,"
"Well, don't try to do things that would provoke Alan's anger, I wouldn't be able to guess what he would do if he was angry!"
I would be shocked if I knew that Alan was involved in illegal firearms trafficking all this time, even though his only confidants were working.
"Don't do what you did to me first, Alan is far more creepy than I am" Farrel said.
"Father no, because obviously he's no more stupid than you El."Arya said and then laughed.
"Dad... The el? What are you guys talking about?" asked Ayu who was suddenly behind them.
"Bun habit, men's business. Is it El?"
Farrel gasped at the arrival of the mother, "Ii-iya bun, it's just a matter of work."
Ayu squinted her eyes at them, "You're hiding something you don't know!"
"Mother, there's nothing to hide. What do you want to hide from your mother? Everyone knows." said Arya who held Ayu's hand.
"What my father said was true, there is nothing we cover from my mother,"
"Yes already, the mother entered again." said Ayu who then went back inside.
After the mother's departure, Farrel sighed, as did Arya.
"Later tonight you're coming with Dad, well, there's a dinner invitation from an old friend of Dad's who just arrived from abroad."
"Must yeah?"
"Hmm, call Alan too, take him away!"
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"El, do I need to come? ask Metta.
"Of course, honey, you have to come! If you don't come, I won't come either." Farrel.
"Buehh ... You're this."
Finally they went out and went straight to a hotel according to the address given by Arya to them.
Arya, Ayu, Alan were already there, while Farrel and Metta had just arrived and joined them in a large table.
"It's like he's stuck in traffic when he's coming here."Aryan.
"Yes, I was right! It's even very jammed." - timpal Farrel.
Someone walked towards them, in a very luxurious suit.
"Sorry too late" he told the five of them.
All turned, toward the voice, including Farrel who was now jolted after knowing who had invited the family dinner.
"Fernand's? You are always late" said Arya who now stands to welcome him, followed by the wife who also stood up.
Farrel threw away his lazy face, when he saw that Arya's father also knew Fernand.
Fernand looked at Farrel, alternately staring at Alan and a beautiful woman who was near Farrel.
"Mr Farrell? You you're that?" Her cry is in disbelief.
Farrel stood up and greeted Fernand, "Yes, it's me,"
"They're Fernandes' children" said Ayu, who was able to catch Farrel's discomfort when she found out.
They ate their dinner solemnly, except Farrel who looked ordinary. Metta looked at Farrel who was caught off guard by everything Fernand said to her father and mother.
Including Alan who managed to catch the strange gelagat from Farrel. Someone from the door approached.
" Daddy, uncle, aunt. All right, sorry I'm late."
"This is it, which I told you on the phone the other day" Fernand said.
Farrel snorted angrily when he saw Chaira in front of him, he had expected that Chaira would also come, but Farrel could not expect his father and mother to know Fernand well.
"Well, what's your name, son?"
"Chaira's aunty, but just call her Aira." she said by tucking a little bit of her hair behind her ear.
Chaira smiled at Farrel, making Metta look at him sharply, Farrel grasped his hand gently and calmed him down.
"Didn't you have a boy too?"
Fernand nodded, "Rubber, but he might not come here. She's busy preparing for her wedding."
After all finished with the dish on the table, and now the menu changes with the closing menu.
"Ar, what about my offer the other day?"
Arya rang, "You're still interested Also apparently."
"Of course, how?"
"Dad, it's over!"
"It doesn't seem to be suitable for the second, what if it's with our first child.
Uhuk
Alan was desperate, Farrel thrusting a drink at him, What does mother mean?
Does your mother know about anything? inner Farrel.
