A Series of Dreams
Matchmaking
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“From anywhere?”
Erlang reprimanded a young man as he stepped into his luxurious palace-like dwelling. The successful businessman with dozens of cement factories scattered in the archipelago seemed to hold back his annoyance. Not the first time, but still he can not prolong patience. The saying can be because it is used not to apply to him even though almost every morning found the son staggering back home after having a party last night to.
“Pa.”
The young man with the status of divorced widower seemed to enjoy life in a drunken state. Continued to spread an indistinct smile, humming almost an album. Footsteps cross each other, almost plunged and kissed the floor of the cold marble if not prevented by the arms of a middle-aged woman who is still beautiful despite the fine wrinkles adorn the face.
“Wise, where are you from?” The question tone this time sounded full of gentleness, in contrast to the head of the family who was putting on a face of war.
“Ma.” The voice of the man named Wisely Erkana Hutomo Son was heard raucously.
All night partying and drinking at the club, he just tracked down his house as the roosters greeted the day. Dawn yellowed in the east corner, golden luster spread to the residence of Erlang Arkasa Hutomo Putra. A successful businessman in his field, but failed to lead the son into a person.
“Let him fall! Thank goodness concussion, can return to being a normal male.” The old man with white strands of hair adorning the top of the head let out a repeated sigh. Her chest hurts every time she faces Wisely. Putting the most beautiful name possible on his sons, but all did not fit his prayer and prayer.
“Mas, that's not the solution. We'll talk again. I have to take him to the room. Poor.” Kana Kamaniya—sang wife with meek nature there is always a million patience for her beloved son.
Erlang. “This is all because you overindulged him, Na.”
Kana who was leading her son to the room looked back and sent a sharp look. He did not accept when his son's bad attitude was brought into contact with him.
What relation? Now it's arrogant. He forgot his former eleven twelve with his son. What a difference did he make in his youth with Wise now. If it wasn't for my patience, then maybe she could be what she is now. Huh!
Kana was forced to chant her protest inwardly. Erlang is getting older, getting older. If he complains blatantly, the man will spill his vexation to the satisfaction.
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Wisely lay on his soft bed, not reacting.
“Wise, Mama is sure you heard it. You just pretended to be drunk to avoid your papa, ‘kan?”
“Hmm.” I could hear a murmur behind the pillow.
“Wise, don't do this. My mom is old and can't take care of you forever. Change it. Marry Kenanga, she's different from Rose. Take over the company, take care of your sister Grace. You're a big brother, son.”
Wise was silent, tilting her face that was immersed in a padded mattress in order to get more air supply. Eyelids blink, he can catch the anxiety of the mother who was sitting on the lip of the bed.
“I do not want to marry again, the woman will only disappoint.”
“Makanya Mama find that does not disappoint. But, correct your attitude first. How can you demand the perfect woman? You treat yourself like trash. Those beautiful butterflies don't like garbage, son. They'll just go around the flowers.”
“I don't want to be disappointed again.”
Kana smiled warmly. “His name is Kenanga, she must be beautiful, fragrant, and ...”
“Rose not beautiful?” Wisely did not accept.
“But, he's thorny, son. Since the beginning Mama has known that the woman is not suitable to be a wife.” Kana's face turned dim. “You rest first, Mama will ask the home assistant to prepare warm water and breakfast.”
“Mama where to go?” Wisely asked for a moment to find her mother standing and ready to walk away. “Don't tell me you want to propose to Kenanga for me. I'm not ready, Ma.”
Kana chuckles. “Not ready for marriage, but changing women. Prepare yourself from now on, getting married is a reward. What you are doing now is sin.” Stepping away, the old woman's steps were like the drums of war at Wisely's hearing.
“Ma, I don't agree yet! Don't make a deal with anyone without my consent.” Wisely was stunned as her mother smiled triumphantly.
“Today you complain, tomorrow will agree. At this time you may not have put your heart, when you meet .. afraid he immediately wants to be married. Just rest.”
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