Love Language

Love Language
The Canda kak Rendi


My mother and my future mother-in-law also follow each other when they see us who are just silent while occasionally looking at each other.


"You guys.......?"


Mami squinted her eyes as if she suspected something between the two of us.


"Mam! where are the preparations, mam?"


Mas Mario grabbed the shoulders of his mother while walking away from me and mama tried to find a topic of conversation.


"Darling...are you?"


My mom asked the same question as me,maybe it is appropriate for a mother to ask so when a man and woman are only alone at a long time.Must be they will think strangely and will question many things to childrentheir child.


"Dear mom...do not seudzon yes......! your daughter God willing will try to take care of herself!"


I replied with a smile hidden my heart's grief for the actions of Mario who was done to me while in the glass house earlier.


Why does the shame, as well as the fear of sin that we have to endure in the future, continue to haunt my mind.


Even though it is not a great sin that we commit, it is still a sin in my eyes.


"Sit down baby, or if you have any ideas for designing the show you can propose!"


Mama said to me that seemed to be just stale, if indeed I was given the opportunity to propose an idea why not from the beginning I was involved in the preparation? after everything was almost ready I was offered a proposal or an idea.


"Everything is perfect, ma, mama and mami designed everything?"


I pulled out a chair for me to sit on while looking forward imagining the way I'm going to sit this chair tonight while looking at myself in front of all the invited guests along with Rio's like king and queen overnight.


"Ehem! bride-to-be why daydream?"


The sound of someone standing behind me surprised me.


"Ish,mama! just ngagetin!"


I said annoyed while pinching his arm slowly, while the owner of the arm just smiled instead of complaining because I did not really pinch it.


"Ih,galaknya! if later Mario becomes your husband, you often pinch it like gini waaaahhh....!"Whisper to me.


"Why!"


"What will he do to you in return." God still whispers to me.


"Bigdick!"


I pinched him again now no longer in the arm but moved in the abdomen that often became my mainstay when upset with him, brother Rendi just complained quietly when I pinch the stomach.


"Excuse me Miss Maura, let me take your room to rest!"


Said mbak Tari who turned out to come here too.


I just followed Tari walking behind her and Rendi's sister also followed behind me.


I had seen two men appear to be busy displaying a photo on a standing made of iron.


A photo that looks familiar but makes me curious to make my step stopped to see it closer.


A photo of a man and a woman standing on their backs can only be seen from behind in a flower garden with a gazebo and a fish pond complete with a mini waterfall in the greenhouse.


Yeah, it was me and Mario at the greenhouse.


Who took our picture? wasn't there just the two of us and.pak Pras! this must be Mr Pras' job!


SERIATE......