Love Belongs to Cia
misunderstand

"assalamu'alaikum".

"wa'alaikumsalam malik is finally waiting to come too". replied the man who is the same age as the father while hugging the father.

"so the streets are quite jammed so I'm a bit late.oiya this is my wife lady malik, her name is laili".

"i'm an old friend and co-worker of malik".

mother and father's friends clenched their hands when they met.

"this is the first princess in my family her name is cia. This second princess her name is beautiful. and this is the last prince her name is kiya".

"wah malik your children are beautiful and handsome, I'm sure no one will be able to resist their charm heheh".

"whom was his mother.his mother was the wingless angel hehehe".

we also just chuckled at the mother who blushed embarrassed.

"but you must also praise my son, let's go in!!!".

we entered a house that had been occupied by many people, Rom riman led me and beautifully to where the women gathered.

"assalamu'alaikum".

my words and beautiful who entered the place where the young lady gathered.

"wa'alaikumsalam here enter the deck, you friends early also yes.introduce me rahma her first brother early.

"i am cia and this is my beautiful sister.we are her friend om riman's children".

"ooooh kirain's sister's early friend, let's sit down join the others".

me and beautifully sitting among the many women who were talking.Sar rahma was very friendly he always invited me and beautifully spoke.Not long after I heard a voice calling me.

"cia..?".

"your lovely cia here too?".

"jena? the madan? sophie? you guys are here?".

"ckh ci said you can't come, he said you want to follow the father to his friend's house, kok even here?". asked jena.

"you know each other?". the confused brother rahma asked.

"iya kk we're bestie". madan answered while embracing my shoulder.

"wait, Brother Rahma said it was early, right?".

"is it beautiful you know?".

"who's start? early future?". I asked.

"cii.. can't do that, uh.... Rahma's sister is her house bang shawl huh?".

"yes, so at home it's called early".

"god why your world is so narrow".I murmured but everyone could still hear.

"oooo so his friend father is his father sir yes?". asked jena

"cia don't don't make that fool". madan nudged my shoulder.

"iiih what the hell".

"ci really beautifully said that it's beautiful not foreign to this place". It's beautiful whispered to me.

"ckh you can only say no stranger no stranger, pas asked whose house you don't know". I replied beautifully by sneering honestly I was annoyed, pas asked whose house you don't know, the intention of the heart to avoid him even I came alone here.

ten minutes into his conversation we came with a woman who might be a few years older than him.

"sorry everyone who's here whose son om malik?". asked the woman to us. I just kept quiet after seeing the beautiful pointed at her.

"i'm sister".

I saw the surprised expression and the sweet smile of the woman beside sya and rahma's sister.

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"sir thanks for the food".

"same Riza jena. I also thank you for attending my invitation".

"cio wants to go home with you?".

"no, I'm here with dad. when he comes home with you guys".

"we have already, yes, asalamu'alaikum".

"wa'alaikumsalam".

I and I went back inside, I took my place next to my father, and I sat down before me.

"okay malik now it's my turn to introduce my family to you, this lady riman her name is lita, this is my second son rahma and beside her husband's son.. well this is my last child whose name is Shawwal he who will continue my business later".

"of course I can even see that your son will be a great businessman.Where is your first son?".

"he's still in Singapore still struggling with his business it's hard to tell him to go home if he's not the one who wants to go home,.. oiya malik this al he's like a child in our family he's very close to us".

"don't tell me I already know he often comes home to see my son, isn't it so al?". asked father chuckled I saw al who blushed embarrassed.

"well, malik should just discuss our goal of uniting two families through this friendship path.I'm sure your daughter also understands the friendship that I mean so cia?".

I who was still cool at chewing food became surprised by the sudden question.

"absolutely om".

"means you agree with me".

"agree, even to be able to cross the bridge to heaven we must maintain the rope of brotherhood by continuing to establish friendship".

"show that your daughter's malik has agreed with me".

"my daughter's faith is still too innocent to understand the convoluted speech.my princess father and mother.father and om riman plan to make an arranged marriage between the father's son and his son om riman".

I was really surprised, I looked at my father and shook my head.

"dad why did you do that??. cici please don't well when you can separate them".

"them?". replied father and om riman parroted.

"yes they love each other only they are still the same as cover it, but cia know they have the same taste, please do not separate them.

"do you mean who's the cici?? I don't understand".

"dad wants a soul mate is just as beautiful, right?".

"byuuurrrh".

my answer made al spout new water in his drink.

"dad pity al if father match beautiful same sya, beautiful not love same sya... beautiful love same al yes ndah?".

"uhuuk".

this time it was beautiful that she was spitting her own saliva because of my words.Even everyone in this room laughed at my words.

"hahahhaha you're right malik, your daughter is so innocent".

"princess is not a beautiful father who wants to mate with sya, but another father's son".

"dad?". I asked with bulging eyes.

"cici don't yell bad at om riman".

"sorry father, but cici does not agree that the father confessed it. They are kind of astaghfirullah father sya, you have to refuse this matchmaking I do not want you to marry kyfa".

again and again my words surprised everyone.

"princess is not beautiful and not kyfa who wants to be married, but you". said the father who had begun to be upset.

"ooo cici".I answered casually but a while my brain started to spin I re-enlarge my eyes because this time I was surprised.

"tidaaaaaaaaaakkkat".