The Sweet Girl Belongs to Daddy Arga
The Candidate-in-law interrogation.

Ricko knocks on the car door, making Shena jump in shock, and shena quickly gets down and realizes Ricko is knocking on the door.

"Let's go in." Ricko turned his head towards the main door of the Rahardian Palace.

"Yes.iya Brother." Shena replied doubtfully.

"You're the first one to call me Big Brother, I'm uncomfortable, can it be changed?" Ricko said as he continued to move.

"Ma.he means."

However Ricko did not reply, they began to climb the rungs, Shena's eyes shining seeing how magnificent his Arga Old Man's House was, and how beautiful it was, The European style house can indeed anesthetize the eyes of anyone who sees it.

"I'm sorry if our parents were too strict, answer their questions honestly and from your heart." Said Arga again, Shena looked up at Ricko's back.

"Yes.iya."

They now arrive at the spacious living room, Shena glances and can see the middle-aged couple that Shena believes is Arga's parents, as well as 2 young women who are still strangers according to Shena, according to Shena, if Shena looked in more detail, she would probably recognize Salwa, having seen a photo of the Arga Family in the garden house.

Shena could also see Arga sitting blankly on the floor, seeing that Shena's heart was beating irregularly, Shena was sure that something was happening before she came.

"Please sit down, son." The baritone voice of a Bakrie Rahardian rang out throughout the room.

"Good sir." Shena sat right next to Arga who was still silent, heard Arga breathing from her nose.

'What Mas Arga abis nangis' Inner Shena.

"Who's your name, son?" Ask Mamah.

Shena took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly to make her mood much better, with the courage she had at the moment Shena looked up and answered Mamah's question.

"My name is Afshena Fania Mistress."

Mamah gave Shena a small smile.

"Son's Shena huh?"

"Mistress's Mother."

"Can we ask you something, son?" Now Papah's the one who gave Shena the question.

"Very sir, please."

"Do you love Arga?"

Shena glanced at Arga at a glance, then nodded. "Yes, sir."

"What has Arga given you?"

Arga immediately looked at Papah, not believing the question that Papah had given to Shena. "Mom..." Arga tries to protest but one hand of Papah is raised, asking Arga to be quiet.

"This and this is Sir." Shena pointed at the ring and the clothes she was wearing at the moment.

"How much does the ring cost."

Shena frowned as she stared at Arga's giving ring.

"I'm sorry, I don't know Mr."

"What's your estimate?"

"Maybe 3 million Mons."

Salwa held back her laughter.

"It's expensive, did you ask for it?"

"No sir, I never asked Mas Arga for anything." Shena answered sure.

Papah nodded.

"Do you really love Arga."

"Yes." Yeah."

"If you love her, do you want to do anything for your love, what if you know something that hurts so much?"

This time Shena did not answer.

"What if I told you that Arga already has a Wife."

Duars....'What's more, Oh Allah' Shena looked down at Papah, then looked at Arga who was still down, Arga saw her tears, Shena's eyes glazed over.

"I'll leave him." Shena's voice rasped holding back her cries.

Arga looked at Shena while shaking her head.

"But Arga loves you, and chooses you, why don't you ask Arga to divorce his wife?"

"I don't want to destroy their household."

"Oh yeah, now you see Arga." Pinta Papah, then Shena turned towards Arga.

"For the first time she cried for a woman, and it's you, if you love each other well, I bless you, how?"

Shena shakes.

"No sir, he's the man's husband."

"Ricko explain." Papah looked at Ricko.

"Arga is indeed the Husband of the people, but they do not love each other, Arga wants a divorce from the Woman, but Arga is still gathering evidence of the Woman's affair, obviously."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Did you just know this?" Ask Papah.

"Yes, sir."

"No Sir, I'm sure Mas Arga did that there's a reason, because as long as I know Mas Arga, I know Mas Arga is a wise man."

"Do you want to marry Arga?"

"As long as you guys approve, I'll be willing, sir.".

"What is our blessing is important."

"Very important Sir."

"This is the last one, are you ready to hear it?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Arga already has a Son, do you want to accept him?"

Shena turned to Arga Direction.

"I'm willing, if indeed Mother Son Mas Arga does not mind."

Arga turned his head, looked at Shena in disbelief, that was all Shena's answer without any drama crying, roaring in disbelief.

"Don't you mind taking care of the child who isn't your flesh and blood Nak Shena?" This time, Mama asked a question.

"No Madam, because it's a bonus, it's nice if married directly can Son, I'm so many shortcomings, and Mas Arga received her with airy, chesty, while Mas Arga has the advantages of a Son how can I refuse sustenance."

Naira who witnessed all that felt slapped with Shena's answer, Naira remembered the first time she entered this House, Ricko introduced Shaka as his Son, and Naira was immediately unable to accept it, but Shena, with her airy chest she accepts Shaka.

Arga clasped Shena's hand.

'Thank you Darling.' Bisik Arga's.

"Ehem.... Yes, please get married." Papah leaned his body on the sofa casually, Arga who could not help but get up and hugged Papah.

"Thank you, sir." Arga said sincerely.

Papah who had not received Arga's embrace for a very long time felt quivering, His cute and cold son this time hugged himself thanks to Shena.

"Plakkp..... "The papa hit Arga's thigh.

"No crying, shame!!" Papah's words made those who saw him laugh.

"Isa..This is papah." Arga releases her hug from Papah then sits near Shena back.

"You want to ask the others later, baby." Arga said and Shena nodded.

"Now call me Mamah, this is Papah, that's Arga's brother, Bang Ricko, and that's Salwa, the younger brother of Arga, well that's near Salwa, Teteh Naira, Bang Ricko's future wife, and that's Salwa, in less than 3 months they're married." Mom explained in detail..

"Well Nyo.eh Ma..mamah."

"Nai, who are you here with?" Ask Ricko who has not been asked earlier.

"Your friend who asked Mamang Asep to pick up Naira, we'll meet WO."

"Not Ricko." Ricko Protest.

"You take care of it, find a lot of money to make capital."

"Moment." Ricko is advancing his lips.

"Salwa wants to go to the room, the drakor is done." Salwa stepped towards her room.

"No courtesy! there's a prospective Sister-in-law who even wants to go to the room."

"Salwa is sick." Arga represents Salwa.

"Dizziness him, many machines in the factory suddenly do not work, Papah wants to go see directly, if so Papah pamit." Papah is now moving.

"Sir Naira, Nak Shena, Papah stay first."

"Yes Pah." Naira and Shena answered.

"Be careful, Pah." Ricko reminded.

"Yes, Papah go first."

"Maybe we will go straight back to Jakarta Pah, because tomorrow Arga must fly to Lampung." Arga.

"Indeed it must be tomorrow, it can't be delayed."

"The transit plane's only tomorrow, pah."

"Alright, be careful."

"Well, if Ricko's with Arga, can Papah replace Ricko in the Parent Company?"

"Even, it will not go bankrupt if you stay for a few days, Papah leaves, you even chat." Then Papah passed.

"You want to come with Arga Bang?" Ask Mamah.

"Yes Mah, representing Papah."

"All holidays, there's the tourist beach, Shena's hometown."

"That's good, then Naira's coming along too."

"Well, why come with me, no." Naira feels bad for Mamah.

"Nothing Tea, come for Shena's friend." Arga assured.

"Your friends stay?"

Ricko and Arga looked at Mamah.

"Home at home, take care of Shaka, later return from Lampung if it is SAH, then we pick up Shaka."

"Hm...Alright."