
"Hallo, Brother. Tumben nights like this phone," asked Daniel as soon as the call was connected.
"Home home, Dan?" reply to a voice from across there.
Alesya, who saw her husband receiving a phone call, immediately went to the kitchen. He let his husband talk to his brother. Yes, it was Desi, Daniel's brother who called that night.
"It has. It's just here."
Silent. I don't know why Daniel felt something was bothering his brother. Yes, although they are not close in distance, but the relationship between Daniel and the older brother is very good. They used to contact each other by phone or message.
"Where's the glass?"
"There was, but still in the kitchen. You wanna talk to Ale?" ask Daniel to make sure.
"Eh, no, no." Desi hurriedly refused. Yeah, because that night he wanted to talk to Daniel.
Feeling increasingly curious, Daniel immediately asked.
"What's really going on, brother? I don't usually call this at night. Is something wrong?"
"Ehm, that, actually I'm again confused, Dan," murmured Desi shriek.
"Why is it? You got a problem, brother?" daniel's voice sounded alarmed.
"Eh, no, Dan. That's not what I meant. Well, how the hell is this."
Desi's voice rang out across the street. And, of course, that makes Daniel more curious.
"What the hell is it, brother? Don't make me think, deh." Daniel was getting impatient.
At that time, along with Alesya who had returned to the room again. He immediately walked up to Daniel and sat down beside him. He accompanied the husband who was exchanging voices with his brother.
"Ehm, I'm confused Dan." Desi's voice sounded quite heavy.
"What's wrong, brother?" Of course Daniel was getting curious.
"Ehm, I was taught marriage," Desi replied in a soft voice. However, Daniel still quite clearly heard it.
"What?! The marriage? Same who? Don't tell Angga, brother? I don't agree, especially papa and mom would not agree."
Daniel was immediately emotional as he remembered Angga, his former sister-in-law's candidate first.
"Cckkk, not ya! I don't want to either." Desi is also directly emotional considering her ex-husband-to-be.
"Then, who would have gotten married if not Angga?" Daniel was curious. He could hear the big brother's breathing across the street.
"Pak Ferdian," said Desi in a soft voice.
"What?! Lecturer lo it, brother? Isn't he a widower?"
This time, Daniel was really surprised. He did not expect that the elder brother would face a situation like this.
"D-yes."
Desi himself was confused how to explain his condition to his sister. Want to directly talk to his parents and his guts are not strong enough. In fact, Daniel and Desi's parents weren't hard parents and liked to impose their will.
Daniel's parents have great respect for the decision of their two sons and daughters to decide something. They will definitely support if the decision is good. Only, this time Desi still did not dare to tell his condition to the parents, given the status of his lecturer.
It was quiet a moment later before Daniel returned.
"Lo want to, brother? Do you like that teacher?" ask Daniel.
"Ehm, don't know, Dan. It's just, I'm confused as to how. There are some conditions that make him desperate to make me marry."
"Eh, what condition? Don't tell me you've been tasting, brother." Daniel immediately growled in annoyance.
"Cckk. Apaan, anyway. It's not good to make accusations, Dan. I guess I'm a fuckin' girl." Desi's voice really sounded annoyed.
"Yes, how do I know. It's far away there."
"Cckk."
Daniel turned towards Alesya who was sitting beside him. He immediately pulled his wife's waist up to stick to her body.
"Gini deh Brother, I'm susulin lo the day after tomorrow. Weekend, you're not going to college, are you?"
"No, anyway. But, you don't tell mom papa first, yeah. I don't want them thinking. I still feel bad because I failed to get married the other day" Desi said.
"Berez. I'll say nengokin lo all honeymoon." Daniel answered casually, while Alesya immediately pinched his waist to make Daniel grimace.
"Honeymoon's? Haven't you guys been doing anything all this time?" ask Desi.
"Yes, Brother. Crazy for two months more nganggur marriage. You can't afford me."
Do not forget to leave a lot of traces, let the spirit up again.