Duda But Perjaka
[Season 2] Surprising Surprise

My heart beat was pounding with an irregular rhythm. Time and time again I took a rough breath still couldn't neutralize it.

Gandhi soon, hold it!

After showering and getting dressed, I was about to leave the room. My hand pulled the doorknob until it opened. I jumped, because Chaca was dumbfounded in front of me.

Oh, my God, this is just a ngaggetin' kid.

"Om, where are you going?" ask Chaca to touch my hand.

"You're out," I said briefly let go of his hand.

Chaca followed me from behind. My first quick step stopped me suddenly until Chaca hit my back.

"What the hell is Cha?" my ketus turned the body.

"Follow," he pleaded.

"No! I have a job. Sleep there!" seruku walked back.

Chaca still didn't give up. He ran to me at the door. Both hands stretched out to hold the door so I couldn't get out.

"You why the hell is this Om? I have what's wrong with you? Our wedding day is getting closer, why is your attitude even like this? Tell me what's my fault?" chaca said seriously.

I dare not look him in the eyes. It would be shaky if I did. I have been in vain fighting all day.

"Surge Cha!" my orders still don't make him move.

"No! Tell me first what's my fault Om," he said with a waist.

"Surge!" I shouted louder. Chaca gasped, she could not hold back her tears anymore. Then Chaca ran up the stairs.

DUAARR!!!

I jumped, Chaca slammed the door of her room. She must be really sad.

Oh, my God, sorry, honey.

"Gan, what's wrong? Why yell?" ask Mama who appeared behind me.

"That's okay Ma," I said slowly. My body trembled because it made Chaca cry. I rubbed my face rough.

There was a knock on the door, I immediately walked to open it. Andra and Amel have arrived.

"Sir, Ndra let's come in" I said.

"Who's Gan?" ask Mama to come closer.

"Temen Gandhi Ma, with his wife" I replied.

Ma'am Amel and Andra introduced themselves to Mama. Then I invited them to help execute the location.

"Just go ahead, we share the task," said Mama.

Ma'am Amel also Andra look at each other and relax their shoulders a sign of confusion with what Mama said.

"Sorry Auntie, I don't really understand being asked here to do anything" Andra scratched at her non-itchy nape.

"God, so Gandhi hasn't explained everything?" Andra and his wife shook their heads in unison. Mama patted his forehead.

"We want to surprise Chaca's birthday, please help with the decoration. He was crying in the room. Ma, the cake is all ready, right?" obviously I made them nod in understanding.

"Yes, the cake is fine. Chaca wasn't home all day. So he did not suspect," said Mama began arranging flowers.

We started to split the tasks. Andra kempis blowing balloons. While Ms. Amel helps stick to the accessories. We finished the decoration for almost an hour.

After that, Mama switched to decorating the dining table by the pool. She decorated it as beautifully as possible with a sprinkling of rose petals. Uh so keinget time meticulous rose neighbor. Haha!

Andra lights a candle around the pool. Ma'am Amel made a flower arrangement float in the form of love in the middle of the pond.

Finally two hours we finished it all. I'm satisfied to see it. Now on to the next step.

"What is this Abbis, dear?" ask Mama to approach me.

I'm negotiating for the next step. Andra and his wife also nodded in understanding of my plan. I smiled cynically at the thought of it.

"OK, what are you waiting for, lets go!" said Andra eagerly disperse my daydream.

"Mommy! Daddy's! About Gandhi! Where're you?" strangle him with a whim.

My forehead shriveled when I got upstairs. I faintly saw Chaca sitting on the floor in a man's arms.

Is that Papa? inner wondering.

The light was on because I had set the time for Mang Maman the gardener at home to turn it back on.

"Wow! What the fuck?" I saw the view in front of me.

True to my guess, Chaca was hugged by someone. It's not Papa. Except for fucking Bryan. My blood was boiling, with a messy heartbeat. Both my hands clenched. They were shocked and stood up. Both of Chaca's eyes were swollen from crying earlier.

"Om, i-it's not what you see. I-I can clear it," said Chaca stammeringly walking over touching my arm.

I brushed it off violently. "There's nothing else to explain. Andra, Ms. Amel canceled all our orders. Including WO, catering, invitations and others. Return the kebaya as well as the bridal suit. There will be no agreement!" my screams looking at him sharply made the whole house surprised.

"No! What do you mean Om. I don't want to! This marriage will continue. No Ma'am, please don't cancel everything. Please Ma'am, Mas" he asked to cupped his hands in tears. Andra and Mbak Amel look happy to see it.

Mama was silent, she also shed tears. Chaca was crying. Bryan tried to calm down and explain. But I've been emotional. A bogeman landed on his face.

"Om, please calm yourself first. I know you're emotional. Our marriage is in sight. Please don't cancel Om, I don't want to marry other than you. Half my soul is with you. I can't separate from you." Chaca was crying tightly hugging my back.

I let go of both hands walking down the stairs. Chaca's body fell to the floor, as if there was no more energy supporting her body. He was crying so much.

"Oooomma! Don't stay with me! I can't live without you!" he screamed in the middle of his stuffing.

I turned to look at him when I got to the ground floor. Mama hugged him tightly, then woke him up. Mama led Chaca, I walked back to the back porch.

I hid behind the door carrying a cake in my hand. With the number 20 candle lit on it. I peeked through the window, Chaca stumbled across Mama still crying in Mama's arms.

"SURPRISEEEEE!" I shouted as Chaca and Mama went through the door.

Chaca was aghast, her head raised. He looked at me with a look of disbelief.

We all sang a happy birthday song to Chaca. He was still confused, looking around him he was even more surprised.

"What's this?" lirih.

I gave the cake to Mama's hand. The tiny body of Chaca in my arms. I showered a kiss on the top of his head. Then switch on the forehead, both eyes, both cheeks and lips.

"I'm sorry, honey, sorry. Happy birthday my beloved, happy birthday my soul mate, my lover, the future mother of my children. I'm sorry, honey," I kissed the backs of his hands.

"You're crazy Om! You're evil, you know! I hate you!" her screams pounded my chest.

"Emm .. hate? Really love, right?" my God raised both my eyebrows.

"So this is all just prank? Since yesterday you guaranteed me, ignore me and get angry with me? Last one?" he said full of questions.

I nodded slowly, bowing my head. I am ready to take the safest from him.

"I'm sorry, baby" I said again.

"IIiiihhhh .. Oath you ngeselin Om! I'm so scared to know? Crushed my heart when you said cancel everything. You are also yes. Mama is crying. Sebel! Sebel! You're bummering!" his screams rattled his long hair.

Mama smiled and said that it was all a crazy idea. Andra and Madam Amel too, I'm getting cornered. Then get ready to escape.

"Of! Crazy one! Look out for you!" the screeches ran after me.

He kept raining blows on my back, arms, even hair as he caught me. I grimaced to let her vent emotions.

"Sorry, my name is a surprise. How can I separate from you. I love you so much Cha, for you this whole breath Cha, I'm sorry," I said back in her arms.

"I love you too Om. Don't say that again. Don't get mad at me again. Don't ignore me anymore. Sick knows not!" his gerrick.

I nodded and began to ask her to start a small party we had. He looks very happy.

"Thanks Gan made me hang. I thought you were serious" Andra said patting me on the shoulder.

"Yes, Mama's crying. Not looking at her acting," said Mama.

"I'm sorry Ma, Ndra, Ms. Amel. Uh, where's Bryan?" selorohku looking for the person who was hit by my bogeman earlier.

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Overall very written. Make emotions 😤 Om Gandhi crazy 😒