Hope and Wish
H&W14. New introduction

Then, he took his cell phone back which was in the hands of Biyung. He walked around, then sat on the double sofa in this room. 

"Have you spoken to yourself yet?" The subtle tone with the accent of the area here always comes out of the mouth of the biyung. 

I'm a memorizer as well as he is, but my tone of voice is not as gentle as he is. My voice tends to be loud, my accent is also loud. 

"Udah, Biyung. I said it, he said it would be discussed again. When is that going to happen, Biyung?" His face looks frustrated. 

"Do you really want to marry Ra? Ranya's people don't want to." 

I am finally the center of attention now. 

"Ra, don't you want to be with me? Did he say he wanted to? How the hell? Galau nih." Bang Bengkerkas immediately expressed his sorrow. 

"Ra, look for the obvious. Biyung was once the same as an obscure widower, life feels like a drama cake really knows." Biyung directly manyun high. 

Should not discuss this in front of the workshop. He's a widower, worried about being offended. 

"What am I not clear, Biyung? Actually the widower left dead, later taught deh to the tomb fragrant." Bang Workshop smiled at me and pulled down his eyebrows. 

"Wake up, Dek?" Dad came out of his study, with his lawyer and some important people working for him. 

Hamdan and Jasmine came out of the same room. 

"Udah, Dad. Come on, he said eat outside." I smiled at my dad. 

"He gave the girl to his father." Dad said that, while driving strangers out of the house. 

I looked at Farah before returning it to her father, her eyes plain as she looked back at me. Sweet and dimpled daughter, she still looks comfortable in this new environment. 

"Where are you going, Yang?" ask the Workshop, when I gave Farah to her deck. 

"You eat out, Bang. Where are you going?" I looked at Biyung. 

Biyung, your son is called 'the one'. But look, my mom's just casually watching television.

"So the same I, keep taking bang Chandra because I want a meeting. Ati-ati huh? I'll tell you something." He smiled at me. 

I just nodded, then left the living room of my parents' house. Bang Workshop seemed to be familiar with the biyung, because I listened to the sound of his chatter while walking outside the house. 

He looked back, in my direction. He looked at my appearance, as if I was wearing the wrong clothes. 

"The grandfather, needs to change clothes. Don't be a negligee, Deck. Can replace plain robe, or daily long dress." 

What's with dad? I travel a long way to get on a plane, usually using a negligee was not commented on. 

"Where to eat anyway? Just walk the street, Dad." I'm already on the porch, standing next to Dad. 

"In the coffee shop, I know the owner. Maybe you can like him, he's a bachelor." I smiled sweetly. 

Oh, it turns out that the second option has already begun. 

"Yes, Dad. I'll change my clothes first." I walked towards my house which was on the left side of the courtyard of this house. 

I chose to wear an army-colored long robe, with her hand-cut model like a Dutch miss, fluffy but not too big. Then, on the back of his waist there is rubber and also a rope. 

Do not forget about leather socks, then slipper sandals whose heels are open. I've never changed into a hijab style, but I'm pretty with a triangle covering my chest.

"I'm ready, Dad. Galen was invited?" I approached my father who was in front of my ping car. 

This is a big car, but I wear it regularly. 

"Guided, let the man know you have a child. Later pick up at the house bang Chandra, he also just woke up he said." Dad moved into the car, and so did I. 

Galen we've picked up and we finally reached the coffee shop you mean, I'm not sure there's a heavy meal here. Not far from the noodles and pasta menu, for me it was just a snack. 

"Please call Zakariya," pinta father after ordering the menu. 

Galen can sometimes be conditioned, sometimes difficult to condition. For example, now, from the moment in the car he asked ASI continue. 

Shortly after, a well-dressed man walked up to our table. Not that I feel happy with his appearance, he neatly looks like a boss in general. Just, why does her hair have to be shaggy? 

"Eh, Om. Just who is it? Why not biyung?" He greeted my father kindly. 

He shook hands with my father, but I immediately put my palm in front of my chest as he asked to shake hands. My brother also gondrong like it, but managed and organized. Unlike his hair, curls and looks arid. 

Well, I'm not interested right away. 

"This is Om's daughter, her name is Ra." Dad took me for a glance. "Here join," he continued by looking at the man. 

"Ohh, this is Om's son that Om told you about? This is Om's grandson, right?" His outstretched hand wanted to touch Galen's hand that was pulling my veil to keep it covered. 

Unlike the workshop, Galen yelled and kicked the hand that almost touched it. He let go of my ASI and looked fiercely at the man sitting in front of me, Galen as if he felt himself being bullied by that man. 

"Sit's sitting with Grandpa." Dad tried to carry Galen, but he chose to go back into my hood instead. 

He annexed his ASI factory back. 

"Where are you, Om?" ask the Zakariya. 

"From home, purposely come here. Ra's been sent home again, maybe there's a feeling for you." Dad chuckles a little. 

Dad to the point once. 

"I want to be sure, Om. But look at it, Ra's stare is so cruel." He glanced at me.

"Ohh, that's his face. The real person is cool." It was like I was promoting myself. 

"I'm cool too, Ra. Do you like traveling? Can I travel sometime? I've been to…."

There's been a lot of chatter here, including my chat number exchange. However, once at home. Without a second thought, I immediately blocked the number. 

The introduction ruined my mood today, until night I still wanted to frown and lock my mouth. I don't think with dad, can you introduce his son to a guy like that? 

That guy was too showing off himself, even when I haven't asked. I think he wanted me to know too much about him. Why not like the Workshop? I asked, he was a little surprised and in the end answered all my questions.

I felt that my existence was more appreciated, because the workshop answered my question. I also felt that he was really engrossed, without indulging all about him excessively beyond question. 

"Think what, Ra? But alone, Galen isn't?" greet strangers, not my family. 

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