Faithfulness Ratih And Darma

Faithfulness Ratih And Darma
Chapter 16


"Why stop?" ask Darma.


"Mas," Ratih stared fixedly at Darma.


"What's the matter, baby?" ask Darma.


"My feet hurt." replied Ratih whose hands were still twitching her high heels.


Ratih then removed his high heels. And grafting.


Aish, this kid. Why is he nyeker?


"Why was Adek stripped?" ask Darma.


"Sick Mas. I never wear shoes this high. I'm having a hard time walking."


"But don't get dislodged here dear dong. Nyopotnya later. If we get to the car."


"Mas gonna torture me, huh? Mas didn't say where to take me, and now Mas maksa I makai high heels this damn!" Ratih looked upset.


"Who wants to torture you?"


Arriving at the car park, Ratih put his shoes in the car.


After that, Darma drove by his car leaving the boutique aunt Karisa.


"Where exactly am I going?"


"There's..."


"Well, that's right now."


Darma is still smiling itself is not clear.


You will know soon, too, dear. I'll get to know you to my parents.


***


Two-story luxury house.


Well this is where now Ratih stops. Darma parked his car in the garage.


"Kok we're here anyway Mas?" ask Ratih whose eyes are still trailing around Darma's house


"Yes. My home. More precisely my parents' second home."


"huh...!" Ratih was surprised.Tak think that Darma has this watery house. It was many times bigger than his house.


Train still with his amazement.


It's like a dream.It turns out Mas Darma son of the rich.Wah. My old house wasn't this big.


"Let's go on Deck. And put on the shoes first." Darmapun crouched down and put on his shoes.


Wow, Mas Darma is very romantic. He wants to put on all his shoes. I really feel like I'm in a fairyland right now. I'm Cinderella, and Mas Darma is.


"Let's wear it, even dumb...! "pinta Darma looked her head up and looked at Ratih.


"I.iya...Mas. I can wear it myself."


"Ah, I don't believe it. You removed it with great difficulty. Where can you install it yourself. You never get high heels like gini. The dam! " Darma blabbed while putting the shoes on Ratih's feet.


"What...! " rati's voice is rising. He felt unacceptable in saying village.


Darma stood up again.


"huhh," Darma sighed trying to patiently face Ratih.


Ratih then follows Darma in. Darma invites Ratih to the family room and then steps back to the dining table.


Darma then introduces Ratih to both his parents and Mas Husni.


Mas Husni was smiling himself to see Ratih. He looked amused to see his sister. He brought a Junior High boy home to be introduced as his future wife.


Ms. Arum and Mr. Arwan. Seeing Darma looks ridiculous. They can not imagine if later Ratih became his son-in-law, surely Bu Arum the most troublesome. Especially if Ratih and Darma have children.


Well, Ratih's age is already 17 years old. But with his tiny body, he still looked like a 14-year-old boy.


"Good night Om, Auntie. " Sapa Ratih's.


Bu Arum and Mr. Arwan also seemed to warmly welcome the presence of Ratih, although in their hearts, still have feelings of dislike for Ratih.


Not because of anything. But because Darma chose underage girls. How will his life be?


***


The coach did not dare to speak. He could only steal a glance looking at the three people he just knew.


"Ratih, can you ask me something?" said Ms. Arum breaking the silence.


"Yes aunty can." Said Ratih on the sidelines.


"What do your parents have to do?"


"uhok." Darma chokes.


"Well, is it okay?" Train tried to help.


"It's okay."


What should I say, I told you that Ratih is just a cleaning service boy.


"Have a restaurant business Ma. Is that Ratih?" darma's lie


Ratih glared towards Darma.


"Oh that's it? how old are you?" ask aunt Arum.


"17 year old aunt."


"It's still very young, well, what class are you in?"


Darma and Ratih looked at each other.


"Ma, train her again to eat. Don't ask questions first! " pinta Mas Husni.


"Yes Ma, this Mama. Let's finish our meal first." Pinta Pak Arwan's.


"Okay" answered Mama.


After finishing dinner, the Darma family seemed to talk in the family room.


"Mas, I want to ask permission to go to the toilet first yeah" said Ratih.


"Yes. Let me drive you" Darmapun then stood up and escorted Ratih to the toilet.


"Ngapain the hell Mas ngikut! "


"Well, you want to fuck you."


"Mas now go! I don't need to be in between. From that day on, his job was mulu!"


"Yes." Yeah."


Train in the toilet.


While Darma returned to the family room.


"Darma, be honest with Mama. Who exactly is Ratih?" ask Ms. Arum.


"Honestly what is Ma? " Darma said confused to explain what.


"That kid, whose leak ? why did you bring it here. If the origin is not clear that, Mama will not agree you marry Him."


"She's my girlfriend Ratih Ma, she also has complete parents."


"But Darma.Kamu don't be silly dong Nak.Nikah it's not kidding. Mama knows you're upset with Asri, but this is how Asri replies."


"Ma, this is not a matter of Asri or anyone. It's a matter of Darma Ma's heart. I love him so much."


"Don't be stupid, Darma. Do you want to marry a snot boy like him? Think dong Darma.


He is still a child, he does not deserve you. He's too young. He deserves to be your nephew. Mama is sure, that you'll be hassled ngurus him. Mama can't imagine how it would be if you married her and had children. Oh.." said Ms. Arum at length.


Husni and Mr. Arwan were silent. They were just spectators at the mother and child drama show.


"Udahlah Ma, don't interfere too much! this is the life of Darma Ma, Darma who wants to live. Not Mama."


"Just Mama doesn't agree you're dating that girl! He was a kid. You are looking for an adult. Kayak Nara."


"Ma, don't be that, Darma sure, now he's small. But isn't that when she's gonna be an adult?"


" You break up with him. She can't be a wife yet. Duh Mama can't imagine having a son-in-law like her."


Behind the bathroom door.Radih was stunned for a moment to hear the conversation Darma Dan Bu Arum. His heart is so broken. Especially when Bu Arum told Darma to cut off his relationship with him.


So Mas Darma invited me here, just wanted to show that his mother did not like me. Why am I so stupid? why should I come here, if all I receive is this humiliation. My heartache Mas. Your mother did not accept me.


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