Degree And Guarantee
Guests Not Invited

"There's a car in front of Mimih's house.... Who is it."

Andini walked around approaching her parents' house. He peeked out from behind the side window of the house and widened his ear which was fixed to the gap under the window.

"So Nak Rangga manages the convection itself?"

Faintly the voice of Mr. Hussein was heard from behind the window. Andini increasingly curious who is the person who is talking with her parents.

"Yes Sir.. Alhamdulillah assisted about fifty workers. Still pioneering, hopefully it can grow in the future. Please pray only from the same mother Father."

"Of course.." Salamh's mother and Mr. Husein expressed enthusiasm.

"We certainly pray for the smooth running of Nak Rangga. If we are tenacious Insya Alloh can succeed." Mr. Husein looked at the man sitting in front of him with a big smile.

"Let's have lunch soon.. Go to the kitchen first."

Salamah's mother got up from the chair after getting a nod from her husband. Meanwhile Andini was still sneaking towards the kitchen to enter through the kitchen.

"Andni... Mimihs..." Mother Salamah and Andini were surprised half-strangled stuck looking at each other.

Salamah's mother immediately closed the middle room door and then approached Andini who was still standing at the back door. His legs that were about to enter the kitchen were restrained because they were shocked to be discovered by Salamah's mother who walked in from the middle room and was already standing at the kitchen door.

"Assalamallaikum Mih's..." Andini held out Salamah's hands and kissed her mother's back.

"Vaalaikumsalam.. Sit here, Din."

Salamah's mother went to the family dining chair and pointed to the chair next to her.

"Yes what's wrong." Andini headed for the seat next to Salamah's mother.

Salamah's mother looked at her daughter deeply. Then his hand stroked the long hair of Anidini which decomposed straight.

"I'm sorry Mimih..." Salamah's mother sighed deeply looking for the right words to convey to her son.

"The one inside is Nak Rangga... His house is near your uncle's house, who lives in Dago... "

Andini just looked down at her own hand placed on the dining table. Andini played her fingers without even turning her head towards Mother Salamah. Salamah's mother knew that her son was listening carefully to everything she said.

"Nak Rangga is twenty years old, and already has his own business in Bandung... Convection of men's jackets and shirts."

Salamh's mother kept stroking the hair of her daughter who was still down a thousand languages without even bothering to say with a single word.

"He came here because he wanted to get to know Mimih's son more closely."

Salamah's mother sighed deeply as if she was relieved to convey what Rangga's purpose and purpose was why she visited their house.

"But for what Mih knows Deket equally Early, Dini do not want ah." Andini is still down

"At least meet Din, poor Rangga has been waiting since ten in the morning."

"Mimih pity the man, but why is Mimih not kasian the same Dini."

Andini looked at Mother Salamah with disappointment. She thinks her mother is unfair. The clear thread began to fill the corner of Andini's eye.

"Mimih dear same Dini. Mimih just wanted to meet for a minute."

Salamah's mother again persuaded Andini to meet the man who had been waiting for Andini's return since morning.

Andini looked into the eyes of Mother Salamah who looked like she was begging. Andini relented and then stood following Salamah to the middle room.

Andini pegged in the middle of her house, hesitating to go into the living room to meet a man she did not know at all.

"Get into the room or into the living room." Andini muttered to herself.

"Son Rangga, this is Andini coming home."

You have not had time to think long between going into his own room or following his mother. Ibu salamah has opened the door of the living room while grabbing Andini's hand.

Husrin and Rangga moved from their seats to see Andini and Salamah's mother standing before them.

Rangga nodded his head towards Andini who seemed to not show any pleasure towards him at all.

"Let's sit down, son."

Mr. Husein pointed to the chair next to him facing Rangga. Andini sat in the other chair.

"Son Rangg is our daughter Andini." Salamag's mother smiled looking at Rangga.

Continue Ms. Salamah while glancing at Andini who looks reluctant to turn to Rangga.

"Ladders..."

Rangga who understood the situation he was facing reached out to Andini.

"Andthis."

Answer Andini a little bit.

"Son Rangga we're staying in the kitchen first."

Mr. Hussein who had been seen by his wife had gone from the chair to the kitchen.

"Come on ma'am, get ready for lunch."

Salamah's mother followed her husband to the kitchen. Andini looks sullen seeing both her parents leave her alone together with Rangga.

"How Pih... Hopefully Andini can be nice with Nak Rangga."

Salamah's mother paced back and forth worried that her son could not be friendly to Rangga. Hussein did not answer his wife's words. Mr. Husein just sat on the dining table chair and while pouring warm tea.

"It's Mih, sit down. Don't keep pacing."

Mr. Husein was a little upset to see his wife who had not stopped back and forth since.

"Mihs... Actually Pipih did not have the heart to keep forcing our children."

Mr. Hussein looked at the face of his wife who had been sitting next to him.

"But Pih..." Salamah's mother pulled the chair she was sitting on to get closer to her husband.

"Didn't we talk about this a lot before and Pipih has agreed."

Miss Salamah half whispered while looking at her husband's face. Occasionally looking at the door of the middle room as if worried about their conversation heard by Andini who was still sitting silent in the living room with Rangga.

"Yes.. But seeing Andini who is always sad every day. Pissing so not bear Mih." Sahut Pak Husein's.

"We should not reconsider Mih." Continue while sipping the warm tea that is in front of him.

Salamah's mother was stunned to hear what her husband said even though Salamah's mother was also aware of Andini's sadness.

Meanwhile in the living room Rangga continues to provoke talks against Andini who still looks reluctant to answer every thing he conveyed.

"So... You can't accept every matchmaking from your parents because you want to continue school."

Rangga looked seriously at Andini's innocent face. Andini just nodded her head.

"Where do you want to go to school?"

Rangga continued still staring at Andini's face while smiling at the plain girl in front of him who always showed a straight face as if hating him.

"To SMEA." Answer Andini briefly.

"Good dong, you want to continue to vocational."

Rangga grabbed the cup containing black coffee that was on the table in front of him and gulped it down.

Andini smiled faintly at Rangga's reply.

"I understand that you prefer to continue with school. Even I support you."

Rangga again looked seriously at the face of the plain girl who was flabbergasted in shock at what she said.

"Ga was wrong."

Andini raised her face for a moment while looking towards Rangga.

"He emh." Rangga nodded with a smile

"Keep why..." Andini glanced towards the middle room door. He did not continue his sentence for fear of hearing his parents.

Rangga just smiled back while staring at the innocent face of Andini who looks so beautiful.