
"Where are you son?" ask Ratih when his son just entered the Orphanage page using a motor sport owned by Jack Andrian the assistant.
"Sorry mother, there was something important earlier" Erick replied as he kept his helmet and tidied his hair and clothes.
"Mom just talked to Alesha's parents over the phone and they're waiting for us now."
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Erick Bramantyo felt his chest pounding.
"Mother, we can't just cancel, I'm still not ready" said the man with a sudden feeling of unease.
The sighting of Beby Alesha Ibrahim earlier this morning completely disturbed his mind.
He really did not want anyone to see and enjoy the beautiful body besides himself.
"What do you think, son? don't embarrass me, yeah,"
"Mother was desperately persuading the girl to accept mother's proposal and now you want to back off, which is right." Ratih snorted not liking to say that son.
"Yes mom, I'm sorry. Let's go now." said Erick Bramantyo with an excited face. His breath felt heavy.
"Are you going to piggyback on a motorcycle like this Erick? you think this mom is young?"
"Astagfirullah. Wait a minute, Mom, Jack's gonna be bringing that car here any minute. Sit down, mother." He followed the words of his son. He went into the room and sat quietly.
The beautiful hijab-wearing woman at the age of 60 years old looked at her restless son.
"What's up Rick? you really haven't accepted this mother's sincere request?"
"I'm sorry Erick Ma'am, but really I'm very hard to find all this. I don't seem to have a choice."
"Is that just your excuse because you still haven't opened your heart after being betrayed by that woman, huh?" Erick flinched with his mother's harsh words. He looked at his mother inside.
"No ma'am, I've long forgotten about it. It's the past we don't need to talk about anymore."
"Then why is your face still bent like that? you're so much older than your age."
"Mother, praise me a little, let your ideal son-in-law be happy" Ratih smiled at his son's joke. His son was always able to shift the conversation very well.
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There was a car horn coming from the direction of the Orphanage gate.
"Well Jack's here, let's go ma'am." They set off after Jack put some traditional cake packages in the trunk of the car as souvenirs for his future luggage.
"We're leaving, ma'am?" jack asked after checking all the luggage had gone into the trunk of the vehicle.
"Yes Jack, the queen has been waiting for this good time" Erick replied and immediately got a sharp look from Ratih the mother. The man immediately squeezed his own nape.
"The address is Jack, yes" said Ratih as he handed Alesha a small piece of paper.
"Oh yes Mother" Jack replied smiling faintly as he turned on the car engine and drove it slowly.
Erick Bramantyo and Ratih's mother did not have a conversation as long as they were in the four-wheeled vehicle.
They were both busy with their thoughts.
Erick Bramantyo is busy holding Google meetings because he did not have time to enter the office today at the request of his mother. There is a meeting schedule that he must lead at this time.
"Erick, we have arrived son," said Ratih when the car they entered the residence of Ibrahim, his candidate.
Erick Bramantyo did not hear the call from his mother because he was wearing a headset in his ear.
"Erick!" call Ratih while hitting his son's arm.
"Oh yes, mother" he replied in a shocked tone.
"We have arrived at the house of your future wife, let's go down" said Ratih in a loud voice and managed to create a riot in the Google Meeting.
Kasak kusuk began to be heard from some of the participants of the online meeting.
Yes, the handsome Boss is hardly single anymore.
Congratulations to you, sir.
Don't marry me, sir. We will no longer be free, we will be cool.
Erick then realized the riots that occurred.
He quickly closed the Google Meeting with an apology and will continue it at the next opportunity.
"We've arrived, Mom, how fast?" the man asked, opening the car window and was shocked the second time.
"Jack, we didn't have the wrong address?" he asked with a confused face. The house they went to was Abraham's house.
"Let's get off! Don't ask much," exclaimed Ratih while opening the car door. Erick Bramantyo got out of the car still looking confused.
"Sir Erick help bring his souvenirs" said Jack as he opened the trunk of the car.
Erick complied and brought beautiful packages into Ibrahim's house. His intelligent brain was processing thoughts and guesses that were milling around in his head.
"Assalamualaikum," said Ratih as he entered the mansion.
Ibrahim and Hanna picked up the three of them with a look of disbelief.
"Waalaikumussalam warahmatullahi, Erick Bramantyo?!" abraham with a fickle face. Between shock and also overwhelming joy adorned his face.
"Sir Ibra? mama?" Erick approached the two men and kissed the back of their hands after keeping the souvenirs he had brought on the table.
Ratih was no less shocked and did not believe what he witnessed before his eyes.
The woman also knew Ibrahim and Hanna as people who had helped her son all this time and even considered her son as an adopted son.
"Mother, explain what all this means?" Erick looked at his mother with a questionable look while his own mother smiled meaningfully.
She was very grateful that Alesha was the daughter of the very kind Ibrahim. Like her parents, that was her daughter. The choice is not wrong for the son alone.
"Please sit down Mrs Ratih, we are very pleased with your arrival at our home, and regarding this son of yours, you need not care about it."
Erick Bramantyo smiled with his chest pounding even more, his heart almost stopped beating.
"We should immediately talk about the right time for this marriage, Mrs Ratih" said Ibrahim impatiently.
"Astagfirullah Papa, Ratih's mother hasn't even spoken her meaning to us yet" Hanna said, hitting her husband's thigh slowly.
Ratih and Erick Bramantyo looked at each other with bright smiles on their faces.
"Do I need to propose to your daughter directly Mr Ibra?" erick asked with a faint smile on his face.
"Oh, don't want Erick. Keep this a secret to Beby, don't let him know about this, okay?"
Ratih looked at his son with a questionable face.
"So? do you know Alesha?"
"No mother, I only know Beby as the daughter of Mr. Ibrahim."
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"You want to confuse me, huh?"
Everyone in the room laughed happily.
*Tobe continued
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