
"Sister!"
Dinda and Prilly put their left cheeks together.
"Sit, brother!" Prilly added.
Currently two pairs of married couples will have dinner at a luxury restaurant to discuss the matter of Birawa and Meta.
Prilly, who intends to match her father with her mother Dinda, hopes to be approved by her brother. He wants a complete family, even if not with his birth mother.
"Where are your legs, any progress?" ask Dinda who's been sitting across from Prilly and Zidan.
"There has been a change of sis, not as heavy as the first time the therapy"
"Thank God"
"What do you want to order, Dam?" ask Zidan who is turning over the menu book.
"What yes?" muttered Adam, he reached for another menu book to browse the menu available at this restaurant.
While Dinda and Prilly are busy exchanging stories about Arsya, Prilly's son who is now two months old.
"Aren't you troubled about Arsya?"
"Sir, there is mas Zi and also a baby sitter"
"Why can he?"
"It's been able to respond a little bit if you're joking"
"Thank God, good health for Arsya"
"Aamiin, thank you brother"
"Me and Adam have a message, what do you want?" suddenly Zidan interrupted.
"I'm the same as you are" said Prilly.
"You, Din?"
"I'll go to Adam's mas"
"You want a mas, a deck?" Adam, who had been telling the waitress about their order, turned to Dinda who immediately responded with a nod of his head.
"But just be sure"
"Well, mas" answered the woman in restaurant uniform"
"Not ordered by yourself?"
"No, I ordered a drink"
"What drink?"
"Brown marsmellow"
"Brown marsmellow, is there mbak?" Adam turned his eyes back to the officer.
"There, mas"
"Okay, one"
"There's another addition?"
"French fries, mas" sambar Dinda fast.
"French fries are two servings of mbak"
"Okay, there's more"
"There's an addition, Zi? Prilly?"
"No"
"Okay mbak, while it was"
"Thank you, mbak"
"Together"
"Where is Arsya Zi?"
"Pulse" One word to respond to Adam's question.
"Well, funny for sure"
"Yes dong, she's smart she's kicking her mamihnya"
Adam and Zidan were laughing.
"By the way, how is this about Meta's father and mother?" Prilly began to talk about his wishes.
"So it's true you went to Mamah's house, Pril?" Dinda made sure, while Adam and Zidan kept quiet. They feel they have no right to participate in determining let alone allow parents to re-engage in a romance that had been interrupted.
"Yes, brother! I think I really love Meta"
Dinda frowned when Prilly took out a photo of Meta's youth that she had stolen in her father's study drawer.
"This is Meta, right?"
Dinda's outstretched hand grabbed a piece of old, worn photo.
"Mommy?"
"Are you right, it's Meta?"
"Yes Pril"
"I picked this up in my dad's study, and I used to pergokin dad again see that picture"
Dinda's lips clenched tightly, before Adam grabbed the picture from his wife's hand.
"This is mama, deck?"
"Yes, that's mama"
"Beauty, baby"
"We just talk about how, brother? Ms. Meta agrees too"
"But, dad?"
"Dad would have agreed too"
"Excuse me" A waiter interrupted their chat.
After a few seconds, some orders are presented on the table.
"I'll talk to you later, brother" continued Prilly.
"On the cost of the wedding, I'll take responsibility" said Zidan while chewing his meal.
"Fifty percent from me" Adam didn't want to lose.
"Loh, what are you guys? I haven't dealt with you yet"
"Udah deck, deal only. Let your mom and dad enjoy the youth in old age"
"Yes, brother, Adam was right, give him a chance to make amends. Hasn't Ms Meta suffered so much, having to raise a sister alone since her husband died?"
"Yes, the important thing is to be happy"
"Okay, the deal?"
Dinda mengangguk, meski berat, namun hatinya mantap dengan keputusannya.
"Okay let's toast" Take Zidan with a happy look.
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