
"Lho, how did you say that?"
"Indeed why? Is something wrong?" Gugun looked puzzled by the back question from Arya.
"I told Sisil I wouldn't have left him if it wasn't for him cheating. So I'll stay with him."
"Seriously?"
"Yes." Yeah." Arya nodded solemnly. Gugun's chest feels very plump. He was afraid, if Arya did not accept his sister. It is clear here that the man in front of him really sincerely loves his sister.
"Alhamdulillah. Thank you if you want to accept Sisil, Ar. Brother is very happy," said Gugun with teary eyes. He got moved. Slowly both hands grabbed Arya's hand, then clasped her tightly.
"Together, Brother."
"But, Brother wants to, you'll marry Sisil soon, Ar, don't wait to graduate. Later," suggested Gugun.
"What's the matter, brother? Sisil and I are still in college. Sisil also wanted to work in the office, he said."
"So I don't know that. But it's good that you marry Sisil. I'm afraid something unwanted happens." The only fear was that Sisil was pregnant with Rama's son. That'sthat's all. Because if you get pregnant, inevitably Sisil must marry the man.
"Fear why?"
"The fear of Sisil is repeated, Arya." Gugun gave another reason. Intentionally, so that Arya does not think about things that are not. "Some, if you've got a good marriage. You and Sisil can be alone without having to be big brother omelin. Going out for a walk is also up to you. Want morning cake, afternoon cake, afternoon cake, until night will also not be banned. It is illegal to be halal, Arya" Gugun added. Arya is now looking. He seemed to be thinking about what the man said.
For a few minutes he finally said, "But for now, all I have is an engagement ring, sister. If I'm getting married, my savings aren't enough. I don't want to ask my parents either. Not worth it."
Arya was born into a family. It might be said rich. His grandfather owned a chicken farm. His father worked as CEO of his own automotive industry. While his mother was an obstetrician.
She is a second child and has an older sister who works as a teacher.
Although Arya has a rich family, but almost all of her friends do not know He himself did not show it to anyone.
In addition to college because of getting a scholarship as an outstanding student, Arya is also a man who is quite independent. She owns a large perfume shop at one of the malls. The main capital is money from his initial pocket, Arya can be a lot and until it becomes capital.
The ideals also want to have their own business, without parental intervention of course. Because the results of his own efforts are much more satisfying than those of parents.
"Being up doesn't have to be fancy, Ar. Simple, the important thing is legitimate. Yes, if you and Sisil want to have a party, then Brother help you. Or if you do not want to receive help .. you can save for a while," explained Gugun expectantly.
"If Sisilnya not worried about it is okay, sister," replied Arya. "But I have to give my parents permission if I want to marry Sisil."
"Yes. You'll let me go." Gugun nodded his head. "After permission and getting answers, you immediately contact Big Brother, yes, Ar. I can't wait to see you and Sisil get married."
"Yes, Brother." Arya nodded. "But, Brother, about the man who harassed Sisil. Have you met the guy?"
"It." Gugun. "The plan's up from here Brother will report it to the police."
"People have met, but how was it reported? Why not from the beginning?" arya was confused.
"From the beginning, my brother wanted to put him in jail. But he said he wanted to be responsible. Wants to marry Sisil. But here ... The others who don't want to. What Sisil wants, you're the one who married her, Ar," explained Gugun at length.
"The face is handsome. But if age is mature enough. He's also a widower."
"I'm curious, want to see the guy. I'll beat him up later!" angered Arya with both hands clenched firmly on the table. Gugun immediately smiled and stroked his chest.
'Alhamdulillah .. now just get the blessing of Aryan parents. May they accept Sisil as he is, ' Inner Gugun is hopeful.
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The Mbah Yahya house.
"Assalamualaikum" said Rama who had just entered the house with the Daddy.
In the guest room was a beautiful middle-aged woman who was around 60 years old. His hair was short as a bright red shoulder. He was sitting on a long sofa watching television. Her name is Yenny, she is the wife of Mbah Yahya which means her Mommy is Rama.
"Greetings walaikum. Remember coming home to you too, huh!?!" screech while shaking his waist. "Where did you get to from yesterday not come home?" Yenny immediately stood up when the two men had already approached her.
Naturally, Yenny was angry. For he was not told they were leaving and was not told also about the problems that Rama was facing.
"We've met the future daughter-in-law, Mom." He answered Mbah Yahya. He immediately cupped his wife's cheeks and kissed her bright red lips in a row.
Rama who saw it just sighed, then continued his steps to go up to the top floor. I want to shower and rest.
"Daddy what the hell, kiss Mommy everything!" namel Yenny was angry while pushing her husband's chest. Then he showed what was worn on the body of the man in front of him. "Daddy who's wearing that shirt? And what did it mean to meet a future daughter-in-law?"
"Make Daddy a coffee first. Daddy will tell you everything." Mbah Yahya immediately removed the suit and three buttons on his shirt. After that, he sat down on his feet on the table.
"But Daddy's not cheating, is he?"
"Where might Daddy be cheating. Make coffee, Daddy's thirsty." Mbah Yahya touched his dry neck. Yenny nodded and stepped into the kitchen.
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After bathing and wearing a change of clothes that is a short maroon-colored shirt, Rama immediately stood in front of a large mirror while combing his hair.
He looked at his face, then felt his cheeks and nose. Looks handsome, just so sad.
"What is that Aryan? And how good is Arya? Until Sisil wants to marry her instead of me?" muttered. Slowly Rama put his body on the bed. Then look at the ceiling of the room.
Again, the shadow of the girl's face was inside the brain. Her smile was so sweet and made her heart beat.
Rama turned towards the nightstand, then showed a photo of Sisil stealing and now placed up there. A smile was clearly imprinted on Rama's handsome face.
"Well, you don't remember me that night, Sil?" muttered. Slowly Rama closed his eyes. "Rightly what Daddy said, I should have filmed our hot scene. Let's not misunderstand and trust me." Suddenly, Rama felt hers harden inside his pants and immediately he grabbed them. Indeed, often he woke up even just from remembering the face of Sisil alone. "Pity you, when you wake up, but Sisil won't."
...Rape again sisilnya, Om 🤠let him remember how good 🤣...