
"Dad feels bad for telling you to go home quickly while you're away with Angga" said Dodi's father
"It's okay, Dad. Angga can also understand," Damia said
"Is it true that way? Did Angga was seen to feel upset or his mood was lost when you had to adopt you home sooner than planned?" ask Dodi's dad
"No, Dad. In fact, Angga suggested that I go home immediately after I received a call from Dad who asked me to go home quickly. Yes, even though we still had time to buy snacks and handkerchiefs before going home," Damia explained
"By the way, what exactly was the business that Dad said on the phone? Why didn't you just tell me on the phone?" ask Damia continued.
"It doesn't feel good to say it on the phone. Actually, the business that Dad said on the phone was that Herman asked to meet. It's still not clear what it is, but it looks like it has something to do with your breakup with Raffa" Dodi's father said
"Oh, about that. I guess a time like this has finally come, too" Damia murmured
"Om Herman asked to meet at dinner tonight" Dodi's father said
"Om Herman wants to meet us where?" ask Damia
"It looks like they'll be coming home at dinner time" Dodi's father replied
"It seems a little inappropriate for them to come when the engagement between Damia and Raffa has broken up" Rita said
"I also think the same as Mom, but it doesn't seem to matter that for the last time and to explain the situation" Damia said
..."Rather than us meeting them elsewhere and there recording our conversation like we've been in a restaurant before," Damia said...
"Calculate .. assume accept ordinary guests. Please prepare the food for the night" Dodi's father said
"What to cook for dinner tonight, Dad?" ask Rita's mother
"Anything, the simple one is also okay ."." replied Dodi's father.
"Even though feeling disappointed with Raffa, but we must still maintain the attitude when receiving guests later" said Dodi's father
"I understand, Father .." said Damia
Rita's mother just nodded slowly. It seems like Mother Rita is very disappointed and angry when the beloved princess is cheered on.
On the eve of dinner, Damia helps her to cook in the kitchen.
"Damia, you have to be patient when you meet Raffa later, yes .." said Ms. Rita.
"Yes, Mom. I-i understand. I've been used to meeting him in the hospital" Damia said with a small smile.
"Pity, the daughter of the mother's hand .. "inner Mother Rita
"Mom thinks that if you want to be angry with Raffa later is also okay. Mom will also scold him later. How dare he cheat when his status is still engaged to you!" exclaimed Mother Rita who seemed to feel the princess's annoyance.
"I think it's a waste if I'm angry. It's free and just a waste of energy, after all I'm fine and don't mind things that have passed" Damia said
"By the way, the impact once Mother became emotional even to the point of pumping me to vent anger in front of others," continued Damia
"That's because I'm disappointed that Raffa's behavior is cheating behind your back" said Ms. Rita
Damia just smiled a little. The beautiful sister could understand that the mother also felt her disappointment yamg cheated by the man who had become her own fiance.
After cooking and arranging food on the dining table, two women in the house immediately changed clothes to prepare to receive guests. And the only man in the house.
After preparing neatly and waiting for a while, the guests who had been waiting for finally came. Those who came were Raffa and his parents, Om Herman and Aunt Risma.
When the guest arrives, Damia opens the door.
"Good night, Raffa," Damia said, commenting on a thin smile as a formality.
"Damia remains the same ... She's very pretty," Raffa's inner
"How are you, Auntie, Om?" damia asked who switched to talking to her former fiance's parents as a courtesy gesture.
"We are good, Damia," he replied, Mama of Raffa, Aunt Risma.
"Damia, do you have a father and a mother?" tanya Om Herman, Papa of Raffa.
"There's inside. Please come in, everyone .. " replied Damia who immediately invited the guests to enter the house.
Raffa and her parents enter Damia's house.
Apparently, Raffa came with a parcel. Damia hadn't noticed that much before. Raffa immediately gave the parcel he brought to Mother Rita.
"Om, Auntie, how are you? Here I have something," said Raffa
"We're fine" replied Dodi's father
"Thank you, Raffa," Rita said as she received a parcel from her beautiful daughter's former fiancee.
It seems like Mother Rita has been very trying to hold back her emotions when she sees a man who has the heart to disappoint and hurt her daughter.
"Since it's dinner time, how about we eat first? The food is prepared" Dodi's father said
"no need. So troublesome" said Om Herman
"It's okay. Come on, let's eat first" Dodi's father said
They all turned together to the dining table and one by one they sat in the chair.
"Sorry, we can only serve potluck food" said Ms Rita
"No problem, Mom. It is precisely we who are not tasty because at a time like today, we can still receive a welcome and a good treat," said Aunt Risma
"Food is in sight, let's eat first. Please enjoy it" Damia said
They also started having dinner together. However, there was only silence during the dinner process and all that was heard was the sound of the clangs of spoons and forks clashing with plates. Each of them ate a little. Maybe because being in the middle of a problem that has not even been discussed clearly makes them all less appetizing to eat.
After the dinner ended, all became quiet and not a single hand was on the table.
"Actually we came here because there was something we wanted to talk about" said Om Herman
"Then, let's move to the living room so we can talk more comfortably" Dodi's father said
"I'll make a drink for all of us" Damia said
"No need to bother anymore, Damia. We just finished eating" said Aunt Risma
"It's okay, Auntie. Just a drink. You will feel thirsty if you continue to talk without drinking. Everyone please move first to the living room" said Damia
"I'll catch up later. I want to help my son" Rita said
It was only Dad Dodi who guided the guests to move into the living room after the dinner ended.
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Seriate.