
"What did you say to Fatimah Azzahra when she asked you to marry her?" Oma Ochi asked as she looked at my happy face.
My smile that had been burning now disappeared and replaced the feeling of guilt. I feel guilty for not saying anything. For a moment, I stared at the curious-looking face of Oma.
"Alan hasn't had the chance to say anything yet! The saliha woman immediately left after saying what she wanted to say." Answer me while I duck.
"It should have been Alan more aggressive and assertive in front of him, unfortunately Alan could not say anything. Alan felt like he was in a different world with her, Alan was happy with him, and Alan couldn't say anything to her other than a happy face." My welcome while looking at Oma's astonished face, it seemed that Oma was surprised to hear my honest speech. A second later Oma stared at the stiff face of Opa Ade while holding back from laughing.
"Why is Amma looking at me like that? What's on my face?" Opa Ade asked as she rubbed the entire area of the face with both hands. Seeing Opa Ade's silly behavior made Oma Ochi laugh out loud.
The amma? Opa always calls Oma Ochi with the call of Amma, because it's a call unfortunately long before Mama is present in their lives. To be honest, I once asked why Opa always called Oma Ochi with the call of Amma while Mama always called her with the name of Mother. There was no reply from Opa other than a fluffy smile on his full face. Either how big the love of Oma and Opa until their affection does not fade even though the beauty and good looks have disappeared in eating age. I hope so, I hope that I will always love Ummi Fazila bigger and bigger than he thinks. And look at me now? I looked like a loser who couldn't open my mouth in front of him because my love was greater than anything.
"Haha...! Pardon me. Oma apologizeff!" Oma Ochi said in her laughter. He grabbed my shoulder, while the other hand held his queen's stomach. His full face was glowing, for the first time I saw Oma Ochi laughing afterwards. Did my lack of ability to say anything in front of Ummi Fazila make her soul happy? There's no way Oma Ochi could have mocked me like that? I think something's wrong to make his past memories re-awaken from his brain memory, I don't know! That's all I can think of.
"Haha... Y-you know?" Oma Ochi laughed again as she looked at my face. If it was anyone else, I would have considered it insane. She's the mother of my mother, how can I say that in front of that old woman I love so much. I think Oma Ochi found my weakness card! But, wait a minute! Look at Opa's face, that face looks like it's getting sniffed, I'm sure it's not about me.
"Yeah... You're right this isn't about you! It's about your opa!" Oma Ochi bluntly said.
Oh naw... Oma could even read my way of mind. If it continues like this I will not survive the question. Should I go now? No. gabe. No. gabe. If I leave now Oma Ochi will definitely feel annoyed. I murmured in my heart while scratching my non-itchy head.
"You know your Opa? He looked ferocious, but in front of Oma he would never be able to argue.
Even more strangely, when we first met Opa you never said anything. He's a quiet guy. Oma waited for him to talk.
Do you know what your op said when he tried to talk to Oma...?" Happiness emanated from the face as full as Oma Ochi, talking about her past made a smile from her half face.
"Your daddy said I wanted water, would you?" Oma Ochi hung up her sentence, I stared at the timid face of Opa Ade. A second later laughter filled the living room of the Wijaya family.
Haha...
Mama also seemed to laugh. Unlike Papa, Papa just smiled thinly. I can understand that, Papa would never be able to laugh if it came to his father-in-law. Because his respect was far greater than anyone else in this world for Opa Ade.
To be honest, I also want to laugh. Unfortunately I can't do that because I know how a man feels when he's close to a woman. Thank goodness we men can still breathe, being close to the woman I love feels like my heart is about to jump out, dag, dig, dug, that's how I went through for a while until I couldn't open my mouth. It's not that I don't want to talk, it's just that my tongue feels stiff.
"Is Oma's speech true?" I asked Opa in a soft voice. I honestly don't believe Oma's words. How can a lion class Opa sat in front of his woman. It's free for me to ask that, because I'm going through the same thing. I bowed before Ummi Fazila even long before there was a bond between us. Am I stupid? Am I not sane? Of course I am not stupid and I am still sane, the signs of a noble man is one of which he can respect his woman, and may I be included in it.
There is no word from Opa's thin lips, there is only a smile. Slowly Mama walked up to Opa and hugged his sepuh body with tears, of course happy tears.
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Three hours passed since the warm conversation in the Wijaya family, now Bu Nani is standing while paying attention to the collection in his boutique. He squinted while paying attention to the color details and model of the dress for hundreds of millions of rupiah.
Hundreds millions? For the rich, it may be of little value. But for people who do not have, the money worth hundreds of thousands was including many.
There is no need to be sad if you do not have any treasure. And there is no need to be proud if the widening of the regime, a lot of property does not mean glorified and poverty does not mean humiliation. The Power does not see its servant by how beautiful his face is and how expensive his clothes are. But, the Most Merciful God is most merciful looking from your heart and how good your Faith and Fear are.
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Jeng Nani, how are you?"
"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Jeng Riska's." Bu Nani's smile expands. He approached the woman who was the same age as him without removing a smile from his face. Nani's warm embrace on Ms Riska's body explains everything. An old friend finally found her too.
"It's really a big surprise!" Continue Bu Nani again while inviting Miss Riska to sit on the sofa of her office.
There was no reply from Miss Riska, but her smile explained everything
"Does Jeng Riska really want to stay here? I'm very happy if it really happens." Bu Nani again opened the sound between the silence of the air.
When Ms. Riska could only smile at Bu Nani's question, Ms. Nani immediately contacted her assistant to bring them warm tea by phone.
"Having a boy is a challenge for us. Sometimes they're very submissive, and on the other hand they act like dissidents." Ms Riska opened her voice while looking at Ms. Nani who was walking towards the sofa after hanging up her phone call .
Hearing Ms Riska's words, Ms. Nani could only sigh harshly. Understandably, no mother knows this feeling better than herself. Having one son alone put him in deep trouble. What if he had two or three sons? At least that's what Bu Nani thought. Before Bu Nani had a chance to open her voice, Tina arrived while carrying green tea complete with a snack in her hand.
"Mrs, here's the tea." Tina said while putting it on the table.
"thank you. You can go." Reply Bu Nani while smiling at her trusted assistant.
"Son Araf never said anything, when did Jeng Riska arrive in Jakarta?"
"I arrived in Jakarta last night. Actually I prefer to stay in Bandung, his father Araf pleaded for us to stay in Jakarta only. And as a wife, I had no choice but to follow her wishes." Ms. Riska started to bluntly stare at her interlocutor.
Ms. Nani could only nod her head, a sign of agreement. A wife must obey her husband. And it has become something that can no longer be denied.
"And more importantly than that, I have to keep an eye on Araf. The boy said he was in love." Riska continued, her face explained that she was not okay.
Hhhhmmm! The sound of rough breathing Bu Riska again reinforces the thought of Ms. Nani if Ms. Riska is not okay.
"Fall in love is common, let Araf love whoever his heart wants! Miss Riska doesn't have to worry about her, I know Araf and I'm sure he'll never be wrong in judging women." Said Bu Nani trying to entertain, he knew his words would not give any influence, only he wanted his first meeting after a full moon with Bu Riska could eliminate the restless interlocutor.
"I was expecting the same thing, Jeng. I want to see Araf marry a good woman not a woman who pretends to be good.
It seems like I won't be able to see that because Araf said he loves women with one child. Whether she's a widow or a married woman I don't know that.
Every time I remember what he said made me feel sad. How can my precious son meet and fall in love with a woman who has children? It's really confusing." Said Mrs Riska at length. The worry was evident from her beautiful face.
"It turns out our kids aren't much different!
You know my son, Alan? He also managed to surprise me with the big news he brought with him. That brat made an unforgivable mistake.
At first I was angry, I felt annoyed to my teeth. I couldn't breathe quietly until I thought nothing would be better than seeing everything." Bu Nani shed a tear, but he quickly wiped the corner of the eye with the back of his hand.
"What does Jeng Nani mean? What big mistake did Alan make?" As for Miss Riska, Araf's mother.
"Alan made a terrible mistake with a woman, recently we learned that she has a daughter." Reply Bu Nani while looking at the sad face of Ms. Riska.Riska's look as if saying 'Bahwa Bu Nani has failed to educate her child' But that is not the truth.
Every parent would want to see their children grow up to be children who can be proud of for their kindness. But sometimes as time goes by some of them stray from the path, and when someone has a bad past never insult them because of their past mistakes, sometimes people with the worst past, and sometimes people with the worst past, it can create the brightest future.
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