My friend, the Destroyer of my Life!
S2

After Ikmal told him all, he felt very pessimistic by getting a companion from Pesantren.

"Sir Ustadz, is it still appropriate if I expect a wife from this peaantren? Ahhh I feel pessimistic" said Ikmal dilute the atmosphere.

'Pity once, when the intention is good but the culture outside is so' Keila inner

Keila just quietly listened, he also had a dark mass before coming here.

Ikmal looked at Keila who had already stolen his gaze.

Mr. Ustadz smiled faintly at his second interaction.

"Kei, are you willing to accept Nak Ikmal? Your age has matured and you yourself just heard not how the story of Nak Ikmal" said Mr. Ustadz with to the point.

Ikmal held Susi's hand, she felt very anxious. He did not know that the woman before him would accept or even reject him outright.

Keila exhaled and he looked at Ustadz's wife and stared at Ikmal for a moment.

"Give me 3 days, sir. I will do the Istikharah prayer first, if Mas Ikmal is my jodoku I will not refuse I will accept it with the airy chest" Keila replied gently.

Susi's mother rubbed Ikmal's hand gently, smiling to calm Ikmal down.

"Alright, if there is an answer I will inform your Mother, son" said Mr. Ustadz.

"Don't be forced, if we don't have a soul mate please don't force it. You better be honest" Ikmal told Keila softly.

"Yes son, we won't force you. If you are a match and you accept her, Mom and Ikmal will feel happy, but if you accept it because of Mother's coercion and Ikmal will feel guilty" Susi's mother smiled.

Keila returned the smile of the mother and nodded her head.

"Then, we'll excuse you" Susi said.

"Alright, be careful on the road" replied Mr. Ustadz.

Then Ikmal greeted Mr. Ustadz and smiled at Keila.

Ikmal and I walked straight to the car parked there.

"Son, let's go to the store first" Mother Susi asked.

"Alright, Mom. All of us have dinner there yes" Ikmal replied gently.

Susi got into the car. They will search the restaurant first.

Driving with a difficult gaze. He breathed a rough breath and restored his hair.

"Son, whatever the answer is later you have to accept it with sincerity yes" said Susi Bu gently.

Ikmal looked back and focused on the road again.

"Yes Ma'am, I will be sincere in accepting it" Ikmal replied.

"Oh yes Ma'am, tomorrow I will go to Country T, I will visit the Princess's grave and see Mr. Elga" Ikmal said.

"Alright, be careful and say your regards to them" replied Susi.

Ikmal nodded and turned his car to the ready-to-eat restaurant. He'll buy food for dinner at the store with Mom and Dad.

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When Kafka has started working, he will be more active because Kafka wants to marry Delisa soon.

Kafka is initially very indifferent to Delisa, but until he sees how scared Delisa is when the Thugs are about to harass her.

Delisa walked in her modest clothes. He met the receptionist first.

"Sorry, what floor is Mr. Kafka's room on?" ask Delisa.

The receptionist looked at Delisa with a condescending look. He saw Delisa's very simple appearance.

"Are you his benefactor?" ask the receptionist condescendingly.

Delisa lowered her head and squeezed the papperbag she was carrying.

"Here already, Mr. Kafka will not meet a vagabond like you" plucked his friend with a cynical laugh.

"Honey" call Kafka when you get out of the elevator.

Delisa turned around and looked at Kafka with a faint smile.

Kafka frowned in surprise when he saw the sad face that was very visible on Delisa's face. Then he saw his clerk whispering about Delisa and the receptionist looking scared.

"Why not go straight to my room, hm?" ask Kafka gently.

"A I don't know your room" Delisa replied nervously.

Kafka stared intently at the bowed Receptionist with trembling fear.

Kafka immediately embraced Delisa's waist and took her into a special elevator.

"Why, hmm?" kafka asked who saw Delisa just shut up.

"It's okay, Ka" Delisa replied with a small smile.

"Hey I know you not 1 or 2 years old baby, I know you must be hiding something from me" Kafka said softly.

Delisa looked at Kafka's bead of eyes and immediately hugged him. He cried sobbing in Kafka's arms.

Kafka hugged Delisa softly, he was very angry to see Delisa who was crying. Then he wrote something on his phone and sent it to his Personal Assistant.

Ting.

Kafka took Delisa straight into her room and sat her on the sofa. Sela followed and saw the sobbing Delisa.

"Why? It must have been two quiet receptionists" said Sela with annoyance.

"It's over, they've been taught a lesson by my Assistant" replied Kafka who was still hugging Delisa.

Sela went straight out of there, she would let Delisa calm down first.

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