Let Me Fall in Love
65. There's Packages

Ibu Sekar sculpt after making sure to read the contents of the card with handwriting that is not so neat but can be read clearly. A moment of confusion to face Ami who even stirred himself while prancing with excitement. Mr. Bagja has said many times to invite marriage. So it's not surprising. But this is the first time it has been revealed through writing on the card. And even the one who read it the youngest. It was so shameful to make it.

Ami fanned the face that became angry because of his own horrendous action. Switch to stand in front of Mom and deliberately close the face to observe her mother's face while smiling. Which then fruited the flick of the thumb on his forehead.

"Ciee Mom proposed to Mr. Happy. How's Mom, do you want to be accepted?" Ami raised her eyebrows.

"Will Ami have a father?" Mother noticed Ami's facial features to judge her expression.

"Hm, I'm aware, Mom. I can't be selfish as a child. Father until anytime will not be replaced position. Dad has his own place. I was still afraid to have a father, because there was a friend of mine who had a father, continued fiercely like to hit. But it turns out that there are also many good fathers. And I see Mr. Happy is a good man. Gina's tea is also welcome. Origin Happy mother. So, why not." Ami raised the second. As a signal the final decision was left to his mother.

Ibu Sekar looked at Ami full of novelty. "Mom didn't think Ami was an adult. This is too fast. Don't be grown up, Mi. Tets so cute Ami who until Junior High still sleeps in Mother's room. I want Ami who used to love hunting snacks from school."

"Bah Mother's. I'm the opposite. I want to graduate High School. Because she wants to marry young. Hence from now start learning to cook so don't be shy in-laws. Keep letting doi get more and more klepek same me." Sahut Ami without daring to say. It's a monologue of the heart.

"Ish Mah's mother. If I stay cute like a kid, when can I have a boyfriend." Ami answered with a cute face.

Mom laughed a little. It is understood that the youngest is in puberty. Sometimes there is also a chat with Ami friends who gossip about A si B who already has a boyfriend. He left while keeping an eye on. Looking at the clock that was soon Isya's time, the card that was in his grasp was immediately stored into the closet with an alibi taking out a new mukena.

"So how, Mom? Do you want to answer 'yes I will'?" Ami is still pressing because she has not heard Mom's answer.

"Adzan. Come to the mosque! Talk in a row." Mother summarizes Ami's shoulder while carrying a goodie bag containing mukena and prayer mats.

In fact after tarawih, I did not continue the discussion about Mr. Bagja. By saying later only discussed when all gathered.

Ami no longer urged. He sent a souvenir photo from Pak Bagja to the family group to be known to his three brothers. But about Mr. Bagja's proposal was skipped because of Mother's request. Be both relaxing while snacking in front of the television without touching the phone. Before finally dispersing towards their respective rooms as the short needle pointed to the number nine.

[Kang, why don't you tell me there's a card in the bag?]

[I haven't opened the bag yet. Even Ami who found out because he wanted to see a gift that made me]

[I'm to the shame of being teased Ami 🙈]

Three messages have been sent by Ibu Sekar after applying skin care at night. Then put a blanket and pillow ready for bed. The phone is stored on an empty pillow next to it. Awaiting reply.

[Nothing is a coincidence, right? So my good intentions are known to Ami. That's good 😊]

[How did he react?]

Ibu Sekar read a reply from Mr. Bagja who seemed relaxed not surprised.

[Yes that's it. Yes, yes, Kang. I was afraid of bad luck]

[Ah almost forgot. Jazakallah for his 🙏]

Bu Sekar did not wait for Mr. Bagja's reply. Immediately save the phone on the nightstand because the eyes can not be compromised. Drowsiness. Let it be checked when waking up sahur.

In the upper room, Ami read a message from Akbar who tonight could not call because he was still on the way home. In fact, told immediately to sleep so that sahur does not oversleep. He said although a little disappointed because he was willing to confide in about the mother who was proposed by Mr. Bagja. I have to wait until after dawn, he said he would call.

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"What is the reason Cutie agreed to marry again so that later blessing for us smoothly?" Guess Akbar after hearing Ami's speech. He kept his promise to call Ami after dawn prayers.

"No, Cutie. I think that's not accurate. Just like a bribe. Cutie should give his blessing because he was qualified as a new husband candidate Mother also father continued. Can't be so damn bad, baby. About our relationship, just relax I'll fight until I get tickets from all the Cutie family."

"OK on, Brother. But the other number is because Mr. Happy has always looked good. I know long ago. I like being invited to a class at home. Her children also welcome Mother. I mean, I gave him the green light. The decision is up to you."

"good. It's called adult thinking. Love Cutie more and more."

"Oh, could be Papa Panda. Later so want to break the fast as bakwan deh. To me, my lovely sister Akbar."

With a compact, laughter created in the morning blind.

"Bakwan kayak suitable eaten with spicy bakmie ya."

"This really is a spicy bakmie what does it stand for, sister?"

"Short dong. I don't want to lose out on being so good at Cutie."

"Hishihi. So what is spicy bakmie?"

"For Me Ami Smart Woman. Is that Miss Eko?"

"Haha. Masoook is Mr. Eko."

Again, a compact laughter created full of joy.

That was enough in this blind morning. Ami left the room to prepare to make a cake for the first day of school holidays. Very spirited. For what? For Ayang of course. Maybe not much compared to the gift of pocket money that he always receives at the end of each month. But this is not about the value of rupiah, but the value of attention.

"Ngemixer for pastries is different from cake. If the cake batter use speed 5 to whiten, for pastry use speed 1 and the time is quite five minutes which is important kalis. Over time shake later the cake that is already in the oven the results like to break sometimes spit. The taste is also an influence."

"Wuah, just found out. I just need to eat. All right, I'll take notes in memory. As a child of Mother Sekar should not be shy dong. Bismillah, I can." Ami started to press the 1 button. Where all the basic ingredients are already fused in the container. Because he uses a sit mixer, he only supervises the work of the mixer while tidying the side with a spatula.

Pineapple jam was made yesterday afternoon by Mother so that today is ready to use. Until the day goes by, the nastar that has been smeared with egg yolks is ready in the oven gradually.

"Neng Ami, there's a package. Keep where this is?" Bi Ela approached Ami who was putting the baking pans into the oven. He was rejected by Ami when he would help make nastar. Later he said that if making a castle, it can only help.

"What package is it, Bi? I didn't order it." Ami frowned in wonder. After closing the oven, then see the package that Bi Ela still holds.

"Yes Greetings!" Ami screamed in shock after reading the name of the sender in the receipt attached to the surface of the package.

"What's up, Mi? Just be surprised." Ibu Sekar with cheese from the middle of the house. Preparation to make a castellum.

"I forgot my story about Mom. Two days ago Mama Mila called, she said she wanted to give me some lebaran clothes."

"Mama Mila, Akbar's mother?" Mom frowned looking at Ami.

"Yes. She said the reason Mama Mila sent her Lebaran clothes is because I love her like her youngest child. I originally called her aunty. But even the protests want to be called Mama." Obviously Ami with his chest turned stubbornly afraid that Mom was suspicious.

"Unboxing dong, Mi. I want to look at."

Ami was relieved that I did not extend the interrogation. He was curious to know the contents.