KARMAS
Discovering Bisma

Arriving at home, Ilham found Miss Rossa, Mami Ilham was sitting on the guest sofa while reading a magazine. He did not realize the slightest arrival of his son.

"Mi !" call Ilham.

The one who was called turned towards the voice. Smile and stand up to welcome.

"Where, son ? When are we going to visit the candidate's house ?" ask Miss Rossa impatiently.

"Bright Mami with Papi just want when. I am ready," replied Ilham steady.

"It's good if that's it. But, son, Aunt Rasti called Mami, you know."

"I stopped by, went to his house."

"Not that, he was talking about Mami's potential daughter-in-law" explained Miss Rossa.

"By the way, Mi ?" Inspiration began to wonder.

"Yes, speaking ill of Vanya. Feeling, if you meet Mami, Vanya is polite, really. Good and attentive to Mom. Mami thinks she's sincere, really. Not as his attitude was made up. And as far as Mami knows, Tantemu nature likes to talk about people who are not. More to that, it is. So, when she said Vanya, Mami didn't believe it. Just say yes," explained Miss Rossa with a distinctive laugh.

"Udahlah, Mi do not be horrified what people say. Make a ruckus. Tho, we know Vanya is kind and polite. I also never cheated. Never asked for a macem. Shopping is also paid. I will marry her later, she said. That's it, Mi."

"Well, that's a husband's dream, son," always Miss Rossa.

"Lusa, we're going to his house, son. Let Mami set everything up, Papi" he continued.

"Ready, commander !" Inspiration placed his right hand on the forehead exactly like a person who was respectful to the flag.

Miss Rossa just smiled at the behavior of her only child.

The day after tomorrow, Ilham and his family were about to visit the Vanya residence. To apply and determine the date of their marriage. In addition to Ilham and his parents, close neighbors and distant neighbors who still have brother ties also took Ilham to propose his idol. So even Mr. RT as the village apparatus, helped usher.

Once there, they were welcomed. The event was solemn and smooth. However, as soon as Ilham would pin the ring in Vanya sweet finger as a binding sign between the two, suddenly there was a commotion from outside.

All turned to the origin of the voice that was none other than Bu Rasti. His face was as red as it held a grudge. His hands were clenched like fist. As soon as he reached the doorway, his legs slightly straddled with his hands ruffled around his waist.

"Heh, Inspiration ! I know that even ngeyel, yes. He did not pantes into our family who are still descendants of blue blood," shouted Bu Rasti so loudly.

"Ngapain, everybody. Make a riot of people's show," whispers in the back are heard.

"You pansos time. Let it go viral on TV-TV is possible," another whisper chimed.

"Pengen became an impromptu artist like him," cried the others do not want to lose.

"Now, there are more people here. I dismantled all the ugliness of the Vanya family," continued Mrs Rasti.

"Si Vanya, can you go to college because who's trying ? Because she works as a sugar baby. You know what, sugar baby ? It's kind of like an Om-om. He was given money to serve Om-om. That's why now he can go to S2," cerocos Bu Rasti.

"Even, it's just a formality so as not to be caught ugly he," he said.

"Lagian, Father and Mother also his life will not be a blessing. Mothers of the same Fathers should know, if all this time they keep tuyul. That is why his efforts can be successful. However, the proof is that they can already buy 3 units of motorbike with an open tub car. In fact, come to think of it, where maybe the same fried rice cobbler can buy the same motor car. My money is often lost. Her knowledge was stolen just like her pet tuyul Bu Sita. I often mergokin them every Friday night Kliwon just want Maghrib both way. His clothes, kayak want to pray congregated to the mosque, eehh yunya even to the end of the village sono bridge for nyusuin tuyul. Wong kere ya kere. Do not justify all means only for personal gain. The idol is his name."

Plaque ! Plaque ! Ms. Rasti was toppled backwards due to slaps on her right and left cheek so hard.

"Enough, Rasti ! Don't slander us that instant !"

Apparently, Ms. Sita could no longer hold back her anger. He was very emotional to hear the spicy mouth of Bu Rasti slandering his family in front of the crowd. Especially in front of his candidate.

Ms. Rasti got up and tried to avenge Ms. Sita's slap. But unfortunately, his hand was held by someone.

"Mr ???" bu Rasti's eyeballs seemed to come out as soon as he saw who was holding his hand.

"Back, Mom. Aren't you ashamed of ruining people's shows ? It's Kak Fandy's show too, your brother ! Already, let's go home !" said Mr. Afif while pulling the hand of Bu Rasti.

"Can't, sir. I'll give you the calculation of the poor not knowing this self. Yesterday his son dared to slap me, now his mother. Let them know who we are" shouted Bu Rasti so emotionally.

"Go home, Mom !"

"No ! I won't go home before I teach them a lesson" shouted Bu Rasti again.

He did not accept Ms. Sita's treatment of him. It was like being humiliated in public.

"Go home, Rasti ! Don't spoil our show !" exclaim Mr. Fandy mediate.

"So, Mas prefers them over me, your sister ?" ask Miss Rasti not to believe it.

"Here, go home. I'm ashamed to have a brother like you" Mr. Fandy said.

Ms. Rasti snorted annoyed at the words of Mr. Fandy who drove her away. Then he left the house of Sita.

"I'm sorry for my wife's behavior, Mr. Dio and Ms. Sita. I'm sorry he ruined your show" Mr. Afif said with a shy face.

"What's wrong, Mr. Afif," replied Mr. Dio.

"I'm sorry too, Mas Fandy. I can't guide Rasti yet. I can't be a good husband to her yet."

"It's not you who's wrong, Fif. But Rasti who can't be guided. Never mind, let me advise you later after this event is over. We will go to your house" said Mr. Fandy.

"Good, Mas. I'm saying goodbye then. Assalamualaikum !"

"Greetings mayor," reply all in unison.

The show resumed. And Alhamdulillah, finally Vanya and Ilham have officially engaged. Just waiting to be united in the shade of true love. The marriage bond. Which is planned to be held in the next three months.