
The main house of the Cakra family
The twilight eyeballs stared at the palace-style house before him, as he swallowed his saliva.
Cakra's life is in stark contrast to his life, where all are different, even the size of their house is not larger than the size of the garage of the man's car.
Dusk was silent, squeezing his hands for some time when the car they were riding stopped right in front of the entrance to the palace building.
He could see Cakra coming down from the car he was riding in without saying much, Dusk finally came down from the car slowly.
Like the story of Korean drama when entering the house of a ruler, some servants without bowing their heads in front of Cakra then Dusk.
There's nothing weird at all out of everyone who's in, uh, when his arrival was welcomed with a smile that stretched wide behind the lips of each person in the big house.
But in the next instant his twilight eyeballs stared at the row of three people standing before him.
A man his father's age, a woman older than his mother and a woman about 1-2 years old above Cakra.
"You've come home with your chosen wife?"
The stylish woman is so luxurious and elegant with the hair that is perfectly bunned and the makeup of the head office style of speech welcomes Cakra, Dusk guess it must be the mother of Cakra.
The woman's view towards her looks not okay, quite different from the way men her father's age look at her.
The old man approached Dusk while staring in the face of Dusk for some time, then the man said.
"You're going to take a while to adapt to the Cakra family, I hope you feel at home living here with everyone, son"
When the man spoke like that Dusk could guess the character possessed by his in-laws.
"Ckckckck though I didn't say your taste was bad, but she's still a country girl"
There was a voice chuckling from the lips of the Woman who was the mother of Cakra, the woman stared at Dusk for some time, looking at the girl from the tip of her foot to the tip of her head.
Huhhh..
the woman gave a rough sigh.
The girl is not at all afraid or trying to swallow her saliva, she just thinks it is natural that a mother does not really like their children's chosen son-in-law because it does not fit their criteria and expectations.
While in the womb a mother expects the good of their children to pray for the rising and struggle to give birth to their baby, so born struggling to become the main madrassa, he said, do not create the wrong generation.
morning, noon pray for happiness, not even infrequently design a future for their children, he said, hope one day the children will live better than themselves and get a son-in-law according to their expectations.
The reality is once their adult children have dared to make their own decisions that never consciously hurt the heart of a mother.
"Ckckckck does not need to be so polite, later also if it enters the city life Adab disappears on its own because the lifestyle is starting to change"
Cetus, the sentence is very sparkly spoken from behind the red lips of women in front of Dusk.
He had what with such a human character, the hickhead who entered the city initially looked mediocre and very innocent as well as stupid, but later after being smart and clever using sandals, he said, forget all of them, don't even remember they ever came from the village.
Lost already the manners of the village, turned into a slang urban style.
It's a reality that happens in real life.
Instead of heartache, Dusk answered gently.
"God does not, Mom"
He knows that among those who like us there will be those who hate us, among the favors given by Allah SWT, there will be infinite trials.
Just enjoy it, one day you will miss this process, behind the successful or not a process in life, there will be times when you miss the past and want to look back to make it a learning.
"Here you go, take him upstairs, his face can give me a headache"
Cakra's mother brushed off her rough hands, reluctant to be touched by the lady's hick that really wasn't her taste.
The young woman standing next to the woman was seen shaking her head.
"Ma..."
He tried to remind, glancing towards Dusk while widening his smile.
"Bak deliver to room well, Cakra should also rush to company, Pa .. Nabila titip Icha"
After saying so, the young woman immediately led her twilight hand, letting a servant seedling carry the suitcase in the girl's hand.
"Don't be offended by his nature, he is, but he likes someone, his good mother is like an angel"
the woman whispered while patting her back, making twilight turn towards her.
"Call brother, brother Nabila, 2-year-old brother above Cakra, no need to worry about anything hmmm"
Follow that woman again.
Dusk develops his smile, at least as difficult as any marriage, there is still a good and supportive of him.
Because not all rich families have high hearts and haughty, right?!.