
Next morning.
Mother Siti seemed to smile to herself when imagining Haris' closeness with Kirana.
"Bun, why smile for yourself? Persambet huh?" Ask Mr. Deni with a frown staring at his wife.
"Dad, I'd be surprised!" Mother Siti was upset because of shock.
Mr. Deni raised his eyebrows next to his. "Well, did you just say your own smile? Make Dad cringe at him." Mr. Deni looked at the wife seriously.
"Here, Dad!" Mother Siti pulled Mr. Deni's hand to invite him to sit in a chair in front of the terrace of his house.
"What the hell is it, Bun?" Ask Mr. Deni staring confused.
"Haris's life is enough to have a wife, Dad." Mother Siti looked seriously at her husband.
"Then?" Mr. Deni still does not understand the meaning of his wife.
"Dad this how the hell? Of course we as her parents remind Haris to get married soon, Dad!" Replied Mother Siti while patting Mr. Deni's arm.
"Yes, I know. But the problem is, until now Haris has not had a girlfriend, Bun. Who do you want to marry? This mother is just there. Early in the morning have been smiling themselves and talking digress." Mr. Deni shook his head feeling astonished by his wife's attitude this morning.
"Didih, what is this father? Have you never paid attention to your own child? Since Kirana returned, Haris has often smiled to herself and excitedly if Mother told her to deliver food to Kirana." Said Mother Siti enthusiastically.
"Oh, I understand now. So, you mean Mommy, Mommy wants Haris to marry Kirana, right?" Said Mr. Deni who was immediately answered with a nod of the head and a smile by Mother Siti.
"Bun, you better not think about that first. We don't know how Kirana feels about Haris. Even if Haris likes Kirana, not necessarily Haris wants to marry him. And Kirana too. Who knows, she has a boyfriend. So, you should not be too hopeful first with the relationship Haris and Kirana who look close. They're close doesn't mean they like each other, do they? Since childhood they have been good friends." Said Mr. Deni at length reminding his wife.
"But Well, Mommy is sure that Haris loves Kirana and Kirana looks happy when she is with Haris." Said Mother Siti with confidence.
Mr. Deni let out a long breath. "Bun, yes. Don't discuss it again. If indeed Mother thinks like that, yes let them first look close. If they are friends, they will be united as well. It's yes, I'm going." Said Mr. Deni while standing up and say goodbye to his wife.
Mr. Deni doesn't mind having a daughter-in-law like Kirana. Instead, he felt happy and hoped that Haris could marry Kirana, because he also loved Kirana like his own son.
Kirana and Haris have indeed been seen so close, but not necessarily they will be paired as expected by him and his wife.
Kirana is a good girl even very good in the eyes of Mr. Deni and Mommy Siti. Kirana is always friendly to everyone.
"Well, Mother wants Kirana to be our ghost! What if we apply, Dad?" Pinta Bunda Siti expectantly made Mr. Deni turn back to see her.
"Oh my goodness Bun. Dad doesn't mind. I also wish that Haris had a wife like Kirana. But Bun, if Mommy suddenly proposes to Kirana, is this not going to make Kirana feel uncomfortable, then Kirana rejects Mommy's proposal and Kirana's relationship with Haris even becomes closer?" Mr. Deni felt his wife was too eager to impose her own will without thinking long.
"Yes, Bun. I'm leaving first." Furthermore, Mr. Deni and Mommy Siti just kept quiet and kissed the back of the husband's hand and Mr. Deni immediately left.
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The next day is Saturday.
This weekend, Haris and Kirana have made arrangements for a walk. Haris approached Kirana to his house and it turned out that Kirana was ready to be invited to walk by him.
"You're beautiful tonight, Ki." Haris gave Kirana a compliment.
"So it's just beautiful tonight?" Gurau Kirana's.
"Yes not dong, Ki. I mean, tonight you look prettier." Haris replied while blinking one eye.
"Bragging! Yes, let's go. Hunting malem." Take Kirana out and close the door and lock her.
"I'm serious, Ki. I'm not a guy who likes to fight." Keukeuh Haris's.
"Yes yes." Kirana said and they laughed together.
"O yes, brother. Where are we going?" Kirana asked while riding the bike and sat behind Haris.
"How about we go to the city park?" Ask Haris while propelling his bike.
"By, brother." Kirana answered cheerfully.
Kirana felt very happy to be invited to the city park, because when she was a child, she was often invited by her late father to go there.
Approximately thirty minutes, Haris stopped his motorbike in the parking lot of a city park that looks crowded with visitors.
"Well, this park is getting better and also crowded huh, brother?" Kirana said after getting off the bike while removing her helmet.
"Yes. It is always crowded and will be more crowded at night. Especially this week night. Come on!" Haris answered and then asked Kirana to walk.
They walked together on the outskirts of the park, looking like lovers on a date. Haris felt very happy because he could take Kirana for a walk to enjoy the atmosphere of a beautiful city park filled with a lot of lovers in this park who are also enjoying the night of the week.
Kirana also seemed to be always smiling, seeming to be very happy.
'I hope you will accept me as your girlfriend, Kirana! Thank goodness you can be my companion forever.'
Haris said in his heart while looking at the beautiful and sweet face of Kirana who was walking beside him.
'PENG!!!'
"Big..ssshh!" Haris was stirring and hissing when he suddenly hit a garden light pole.
His forehead hit the garden light pole quite hard, as he did not pay attention to the road in front of him, instead continuing to look at Kirana's face from the side.
"Sister Haris! Jesus brother! Why did it crash? Is it sick, brother?" Kirana asked innocently who instantly stopped her steps and saw Haris was hissing in pain.
Haris rubbed his forehead while grimacing because his forehead felt senud-senud due to hit the garden light pole quite hard. "Hemm, it's a little bit of a bitch." He answered by forcing his smile to endure the embarrassment.
'The pain is not how much, but the shame is asking for forgiveness...' Haris murmured in his heart.
"Try here I see, brother!" Kirana looked up while cupping Haris' face and saw Haris's forehead that looked bumpy.
Haris was silent and did not reject Kirana's treatment. It was precisely in his heart that he felt grateful to experience such an embarrassing event just now. Because with this, he could see Kirana's face so close, even feeling the softness of Kirana's hand that was touching her forehead.
'Why are you so beautiful, Ki?' His inner.
"Oh my goodness, brother. Until it breaks like this." Kirana said while slightly pressing Haris's sharp forehead.
"Ouch.awwh!" Haris grimaced with pain.
"Okay, sorry sorry. Come on, brother, let's sit there!" Kirana pulls Haris hand and invites him to sit on an empty park bench.
Kirana reached into the contents of her bag and took the saleb and plaster which she always put in her bag just in case.
Kirana touched Haris face and looked back at the lump on her forehead. Haris could feel so smooth and soft that Kirana's hands were cupping her face. He stared at the face of Kirana who was so close in front of him.
'Ki, please! Don't make me die of style!' Inner Haris.
Kirana opened the ointment and carefully rubbed it on Haris' bumpy forehead. Then open the plaster and stick the plaster on Haris' bumpy forehead.
"Well, this doesn't look bad." Kirana's words interspersed with small ruckus look adorable in Haris' eyes.
It was very desirable for Haris to pull her and kiss her. But he didn't have the courage for it. Haris turned his gaze the other way then sighed, regulating his current pounding heartbeat.
'What is this thing called being in real love?' Haris said inwardly while normalizing the sudden turbulent taste in his heart.
"Sister Haris? Brother's fine, right?" Kirana asked who noticed Haris' change in face.
"Emm, i-yeah.me, all right. Come on, let's go again!" Haris replied with a slight nervousness and took Kirana walking again to cover her nervousness.
"Come on!"
Kirana and Haris get out of their seats and walk on the edge of the city park enjoying the nighttime atmosphere in this increasingly beautiful city park.
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