
"Saka."
Brother Nara and Kak Tata entered my room. Ah, I feel so lazy.
"Why is it so long? Like a girl," said Kak Tata. Yes, my brother this one does like to nag and talk there is no comma point.
"Silter." I rolled my eyeballs lazily.
"Hurry and get ready, Shaka. We've been waiting since, but you haven't left the room!" ketus Kak Tata's.
Do not let the girl who married me later as neat as Kak Tata, can short my age. I wonder why Mas Rey can survive with this bagel.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Here Brother help!" Brother Nara helped me wear a long batik shirt made by Kak Tata.
Both of my sisters are career women who have bright ideas. Kak Nara is a businessman and has many branches of cafes and restaurants. While Kak Tata is a young designer whose design is often used by famous artists.
"So, it's big still spoiled," said Kak Tata.
"Belvin. Just say envy," I sniffed.
Sister Nara helped me put that batik shirt on my body. It was like dreaming that soon I would be the husband of a woman I did not know.
"Sister," yank.
"So I know it's heavy for you. But, believe me, every parent wants the best for their child."
I don't know, do I believe that this is my best path to happiness? I just wanted to be with my girlfriend Felly and carve out our love story as we hoped. But who would have thought my love was anchored to another woman.
"But what about Felly, sister?" Sister Nara is the best sister to tell stories and the advice she gives is always able to make me aware.
"What about Felly's parents?" ask Brother Nara.
I was silent for a moment. Our relationship was not only condoned by my parents, but also my girlfriend's parents, Felly.
"Why silence?" connect Kak Tata. "Open the eyes of your heart, Shaka. Understand how that soul mate? If the road is as difficult as you and Felly, chances are your destiny is just a friend."
"The word!" reprimand Kak Nara shook her head.
"Lho, isn't that right, brother? If the name of the soul mate can be seen from the way of relationships. If the problem is the same, when can you find a shortcut?"
Brother Tata this if you talk like slips and origin comes out of his mouth. The kind of person who can't help himself with what comes out of his mouth.
"Sister Tata really likes that, sister. No feelings," I said.
"From you, have feelings but instead end painfully," led Kak Tata.
Nara just shook her head. The nature of Kak Nara is the same as Kak Naro who is calm and does not talk much. Unlike my brother who is the most annoying, is old and has children only its nature is still annoying.
"Already, already. Don't argue. Come on!" bring Brother Nara.
"Sister." Can I refuse?
"Why, Shaka?" asked Kak Nara gently with a smile. How could Mas Bintang not be crazy about her, she could always bewitch every man with just a smile.
"Shaka won't." I shake my head in denial.
"Don't do that, Daddy's same Mama could be disappointed. You go slowly."
I nodded in understanding though it actually felt like it was broken into pieces.
The three of us came out of the room. There all the family members had gathered to visit my future wife's house. The application, I should have been busy. However, everything was even prepared in detail by Kak Nara and Kak Tata did not forget Mama also intervened.
"Shaka, are you ready?" Daddy looked at me seriously.
"Actually unprepared, but Daddy doesn't accept rejection" I wrote.
I'm in a car with Daddy, Mommy and Brother Naro. Kak Tata and Mas Rey. Brother Nara and Mas Bintang.
"Ma." I looked at Mama.
"Why, Son?" ask Mama.
"Can you?" You can refuse. Is it possible that for this time I became a bad boy first?
"Why is that okay?" daddy looked at me sharply. "Don't mess around and keep the attitude. Remember we're going to your future-in-law's house" Daddy said.
"Yes, Dad," I answered.
"You can do it." Mama hugged my arm.
"Yes, Shaka. You just take it first. Who knows if you have met you even fall in love with him," said Kak Naro held back his laughter.
Since the death of Ariana, Naro decided to live alone to care for his three twins. He did not want to glance at other women even though they were as beautiful as a heavenly angel. When, Mama introduced Kak Naro to her children. However, still love Kak Naro greater on Kak Ariana.
"Yes, Brother."
I stared blankly at the car window. My thoughts are with my girlfriend, Felly. How is he doing? I haven't even said anything about this matchmaking issue. I couldn't see his disappointed face. We love each other. We promised to keep our promise. But I am still in disavowal. I want to meet him and apologize.
The pleasure of daydreaming I did not realize that the car driven by Kak Naro had reached a luxurious house. No less luxurious than Daddy's house, only different models and some of the exterior.
We all got out of the car. There two middle-aged couples greeted us with warm smiles.
"Dante!"
"Denny!"
The two of them hugged each other warmly and looked familiar. Mama said, Mr. Denny is Daddy's best friend since they both sat in high school. So, as a result of that old friendship I too became a victim and had to keep the promises they made long ago.
"How are you?"
"As you can see" replied Daddy.
Kak Tata poked my arm to greet the future in-laws.
"Good night, Om, Auntie," I said. Do not forget to kiss the backs of my two prospective in-laws in turn.
"Surely this is Shaka?" said Mr. Denny.
"Yes, Om," I said, smiling.
"You are so handsome, son. Lea will love you!" exclaim Mr. Denny. I'm handsome and that's the truth.
We entered the luxurious house. I don't want the lyrics here and there, focusing more on my own mind. How was my fate after this? I'm getting married. Not ready.
"Not to be so tense!" misik Kak Tata's. "Your future wife must be cute" she continued, smiling seductively.
I rolled a lazy eyeball. Want her to be as pretty as an angel from the ninth heaven only I don't care. To me, only Felly is the most beautiful and worthy to marry.
"Wait a minute, Lea again in his room," said Mr. Denny.
"It's okay, Den," said Daddy.
Not long after that, a sound of the sound of a heel came towards us. With all eyes staring at the girl who was walking in shock, I made sure she had never worn the heels.
Waitaminute! Why does this girl feel foreign?
"You!"
"Eh, there's Om." What's the ****? He still calls me.
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