The End of Farewell
Offers

Long enough to be in front of the police station, Didit began to get bored and also saturated. Finally chose to go out and leave the brother who was still held behind bars.

While walking the streets alone without his brother, Didit kept thinking about him. All hope just vanished, and there was nothing left. A well-organized plan and hoping everything will be fine, but the reality is so bitter and inversely proportional to everything thought.

Likewise with Anin, the brother who has the aim to meet and be able to unite his love, must end with death.

BRUK!

"If the road is not dreamy, hit it! it would." A woman who almost fell for Didit.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Answer Didit who felt guilty.

As for the woman, just leave.

"That's a girl. What yes, living in the city was the man out loud. It doesn't seem like it, the proof is that Mr. Tejo and Bi Asih are good people." Didit muttered after hitting the woman who was walking in the opposite direction.

It did not feel almost afternoon, Didit continued down the road without turning left or right. Didit kept going with his mind that was really very tired to think about. At that moment, he only realized when his stomach felt rumbling.

"What time is this? it seems like it's almost afternoon. Holy hooch! where'sme? why did I forget, I have nothing left." He said softly while watching the sky whose light began to look dim, which meant that the sun would set with his hope that began to disappear.

Didit finally sat under a shady tree, his tears fell and wet his cheeks.

Not hypocritical for Didit, if he could not resist his grief, and escaped the defences of his tears that immediately fell. His memory, too, returned to the brother who did not know how his condition was behind bars.

"What yes, I have to accept the mother's offer? if that mom just set me up, how about it?" muttered Didit who was already unable to think anymore.

Didit reached into his pocket, and he took a business card from a middle-aged woman.

"Pity Brother Anin, if you have to stay in prison for the rest of his life. Did I try, what? who knows, you were good." He said softly while thinking about it again, which was feared to trap himself and his brother, thought Didit who was haunted with fear.

Because there was no other choice, Didit immediately contacted the number listed on the business card with the money he had given.

When the phone connection is connected, Didit regulates his breathing, so as not to be nervous while talking.

"I Didit, Mom. I received an offer from Mom." Didit said when answering a question from a phone call.

At that time, Didit will soon be picked up by the party who made an offer to Didit. There was no other choice, all for her brother's safety.

Didit who felt relieved and also anxious, trying to calm himself so as not to be haunted by bad things that could have approached him.

"I'm sorry, Brother Anin. If I accept an offer from someone I don't know, because I have no choice but to find a way for Anin to be released." Murmured Didit who had given up on the situation.

Not long after, a luxury car was approaching Didit.

"Are you called Didit?" ask a driver.

Didit nodded, his memory instantly fixed with someone who had already made him an offer.

"Yes, I'm Didit. If you can tell, who are you?" answer Didit and ask back.

"I'm an agent of the Alexander family, who has made you an offer." The answer.

Didit nodded, as he already understood who the person meant.

"Come, please come in. Madame Xandria is already waiting for you."

"Thank you." Answer Didit and get in the car immediately.

'So curious, what offer will be given to me? am I being asked to be his employee? hope the guy's really good.' Didit's mind wondered out of curiosity.

Long enough on the way, Didit did not say a word in the car at all, and chose to be quiet.

Not felt also, the car he was riding, apparently had entered the yard of the house. Once again Didit was amazed by the vastness of the home page that was so luxurious and magnificent.

"We're here, let's go down."

Didit who realized from his daydream in awe of a very luxurious house, immediately justified his sitting position.

"We've really arrived, sir?" didit asked in disbelief.

"Yes, we're here." He answered while removing his seatbelt.

At that time, he recalled back when he was helped by middle-aged women, who were also rich. Who else if not in the house owned by a woman who will be the fiance of the late Andika, and unfortunately the engagement must fail, because of the presence of her brother and herself in the house.

"Let's get down." Take it again the third time.

Didit who felt bad, finally got out of the car.

Apparently, Didit has been awaited on the porch by the homeowner. A couple who are no longer young.

"Excuse me, Mom." Said Didit while puffing his body, in honor of the older one.

"Come, come with us inside. We do not have time for pleasantries, we will discuss to the core topic as soon as possible. Faster is better." He said, Didit nodded.

"Yes, Mom." Answer Didit with Mother's call.

"Please sit down." He invited Didit to sit down.

There was a little nervousness, as much as possible, Didit tried to keep looking calm.

"My name is Mawan Alexander, and this is my wife Yenizar Xandria." He introduced himself.

"And I, Aditya, used to be called Didit, sir." Didit also introduced himself.

"You must be curious, right? what offer we will give you. Is that what you have in mind?"

"Yes, Sir. I was very curious about the offer that was going to be given to me. If it wasn't for my brother, there's no way I'd come to this house." Didit answered very carefully when speaking.

"Our offer is not hard, just agree to it."

"Right, the payoff is also huge. Besides your brother will be safe, you will also get a job from us." Timpal of a wife of the owner of the house, namely Mrs Yenizar.

"If you may know, what offer will you give me?" ask Didit who can't wait to find out.

"Your brother shall we marry our son, but .." answered him, who had suddenly stopped.

"But why, sir?"

"Our son is paralyzed, emotional, and has to be patient with it."

Didit directly rounded his two eyeballs. Wherever possible, her brother must marry a man who is paralyzed, emotional, and must be patient to face, thought Didit who was quite objected to marrying her brother to a man who was far from decent.