
Hardian was still staring at the woman with a feeling I don't know. He had not been able to make the right decision, which he obviously did not want to ruin their marriage, but there was one thing that stuck in his heart. One of those is the woman's past.
"Go home, we're talking at home" Hardian replied.
"Uncle, will you be home tonight?" the princess could not hide her happiness.
"Comm ... "
The Princess smiled and then walked out of the canteen, Hardian returned to her room while the Princess immediately returned to the apartment after stopping by somewhere first.
Shortly asisiten Sakti entered the room Hardian.
"The man has already received his sentence, sir," Sakti reported.
"Make sure he doesn't show up in front of my wife again" Hardian said with a hardened jaw. The look in his eyes hinted at such great anger.
"The man and his wife have left this city, sir."
"Good."
After finishing Sakti exit from the Hardian room. After Sakti's departure, Hardian was pensive in his place. A few minutes later his phone rang, Malik's father's name appeared on the screen. Hardian lifted it without saying anything.
Finally here he is, in Malik's father's study.
"Your aunt has seen you? You know exactly what your aunt's purpose is and I'm sure you've met her."
"Hmmm... " Hardian just cleared his throat making Malik's father sigh long.
"Go announce your marriage! Make a wedding party that women always crave. It's time people found out you're married and for the Princess, she needs your confession."
Same. Hardian simply kept silent by turning his gaze the other way.
"You're still thinking about your mother's request. Believe that! Even though she has a slightly winding past the Princess is a good woman."
Hardian lowered his head and sighed softly. Sometimes the heart and mind don't match, that's what Hardian feels right now. He still remembers his mother's message to marry a good woman.
A few minutes later, the waiter knocked on the door. Malik and Hardian's father came out.
"Sir, under there is Madam Stela." Tell the waiter it's polite.
Malik and Hardian's father stared at each other while sighing simultaneously. Then they went down the stairs to meet his wife's half-brother.
Malik's father did not like it if the woman interfered in the personal affairs of his two sons even though it was all related to the late wife. Moreover, she knew that the woman wanted to change her brother's position as Malik's mistress. Of course Malik's father wouldn't let that happen. No one will change the position of the deceased wife.
They saw two women of different ages sitting on the sofa in the middle room.
"She's so beautiful" Malik's father teased his son. He knew the woman his sister-in-law brought was a match for the eldest son. His sister-in-law did not know that Hardian was married because indeed Malik's father did not invite him so that the plan he arranged with Raditya went smoothly. .
Hardian just stared at the father sharply. Seeing the behavior of the son, Malik's father smiled a little.
"Good night big sister, it's good to see you're still healthy" Stela said to her sister-in-law.
"Hem... " Malik's father just cleared his throat and sat down before them, Hardian was also sitting next to him.
"What wind did you come here for?" ask Malik's father without further ado.
"Sister-in-law doesn't like my arrival. Big brother would love it if I visited, only he left first." Aunty used her brother's name to be accepted into the house.
"Who is he?" asked Malik's father later about the woman his sister-in-law had brought.
"Name Azizah, pretty, right? It fits Hardian." Aunt smiled at Hardian. "Sister remember, don't you? My sister's own wife told me to help select the woman who would be Hardian's. Surely women from good families and good women too" continued Aunt Stella.
"He was only worried when he said it and my son would get a good woman without your help."
Aunt Stella feels unappreciated, doesn't run out of ideas, she'll take advantage of the opportunity. The young woman who was with Aunt Stella from that moment just kept quiet.
Aunt stared at Hardian. "Help aunty to return the favor to Azizah's parents. Let her work in your company, "please aunt with a smile on her face. "Aunti owes a lot to his parents."
Malik's father was silent. She knew how Stella's nature would not give up so easily. Handing over the decision to the son was probably the best decision, leaving Hardian to face it.
"He will get a job according to his expertise" Hardian said.
"Thank you, you're aunt's niece. Emm... Can he be your secretary?" Aunt is still trying to bring the two closer together. Seeing Hardian's sharp gaze made aunt's guts shrivel. "Alright, as anything is okay it's important he works at your company."
"I have to go." Hatdian stood up to step up.
"Wait, where are you going? Aunty's gonna stay here." Hardian continued to go and ignore the aunt's words. He quickened his pace when he remembered his promise to a woman.
"I gave you two days" said Malik's father after Hardian's departure.
"Sister kicked me out?"
"No." Malik's father stood up and walked towards his room.
"Father and son are the same. Equally annoying," said aunty annoyed with a look of dislike.
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Meanwhile, somewhere else. The princess waited for her husband for hours. The food at the table was cold again after he warmed up twice. He finally gave up. His stomach was waving to fill. The princess took the plate and took the food on the table.
"Eat alone again" muttered the sad Princess. "At a time like this I miss my sister." He remembered his brother's best friend.
After he finished eating, he washed the dishes and left the kitchen. He went into the room to the window, and opened the curtain that covered the window. The view is straight ahead, there are many lights, typical view of the big city at night.
Tonight he also wore the clothes he had bought last day. The clothes are slightly open, but not the finger to welcome the arrival of the husband.
He unconsciously shed tears while smiling bitterly.
"Is my past so bad that it covers up a taste." The princess recalled Hardian declaring love to her.
"I have to keep my spirit up, no one will love me but myself." The princess closed her eyes while patting her shoulders with her arms crossed, then said. "You must be strong. You can do it."
After a few minutes, he pulled the curtain that covered the window, then turned towards the bed. The princess sat on the edge of the bed and looked back at the door.
"Good night, Uncle," he said, lying on the bed.
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