Love Language
Dinner

After the completion of Isya' prayer I immediately prepare because soon Mr. Mario will come to pick me up.

"Ma..pa, Rara does not eat at home yes want to come out the same Mr. Mario."

I said when I saw my mom preparing dinner with aunty and dad ready at the dinner table waiting for the others.

"Sir? why call him still, dear sir?"

Papa said criticizing my call to Mario.

"What should I call you? my teacher should call me sir."

"Teacher if at school, if it's in another house."

"Yes pa....."

"Darling the photo you asked for has mama ready on the dresser mama in the room ya."

Mama told me about the photo that I asked this afternoon.

After returning from my room to take a picture of my mother, I sat in a chair near my father sitting while looking at the photo of my mother's last memory I had of my mother.

"Where are you going, de?"

Ask Brother Rendi who just joined the dining table.

"You're out as a candidate."

Answer papa while patting slowly on the shoulder of Rendi.

"So you accepted him?"

"Yes, brother, I'm sorry I don't want our brotherhood rope changed.I want to remain his sister, brother Rendi like all this time and until anytime."

Brother Rendi came closer to me and stroked the soft end of my head wrapped in a dark purple hijab.

"Not angry, are you?"

"If this is your decision with the blessing of mom and dad, what can you do."

"Rara's sorry, brother."

"As long as you really love him and he loves and loves you sincerely too, but if he makes you sad or hurts you brother will step in."

"Sister......!"

Our conversation stopped when the sound of the house bell rang.

"Bi, please open the door."

Mom said to aunt.

"Good mistress."

Auntie quickly walked towards the front door.

"Assalamu'alaikum.!"'s search.....!"

Said the guest who sounded directly nyelonong go inside and towards the dining room.

"SALAM WALAIKUM....!"

At the same time we answered the greetings while looking at who came, it turns out that Doni's younger brother papa came from abroad.

"Om alone?"

I asked as I got up kissing the back of my hand om Doni, when I stood a photo of my mother who had been I could not fall on the floor right under the feet of om Doni.

Om Doni immediately grabbed a photo of his mother and looked at her with a strange facial expression, maybe even if Doni had seen my mother or maybe had known my late home while still alive.

Our house bell went off again, maybe it was Mario sir coming.

When auntie was about to open the door I hurriedly followed her and forbade her.

"Auntie....! don't need to be opened, let me open the door, aibi continue to help mama."

"Non good."

I went to the door immediately and when I opened it was true that Mr. Mario had come to pick me up.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat....."

He said when I opened the door.

"Walaikum salam..., please sit first sir I say with mom and dad first."

"So the woman in the photo is Rara mas's real mother?"

I heard Om Doni ask about the photo to papa and then sitting limp in the chair next to the old papa where I was sitting.

"Om....so do you know my real mother?"

I asked as I walked closer slowly.

"I...iya uh ng!"

Answer her nervously.

"Are you actually familiar or not? yaudah the story later, um just rest first I just want to leave first."

I kissed the back of my parents' hands, Tom Doni then when I would reach Rendi's brother's hand to leave and shake hands instead Rendi's brother even got up and came with me to the front.

"What's your brother mai?!"

I asked when Rendi's sister pulled my hand.

"Yes rio?"

Ask Rendi, contact Mr. Mario rise from his seat and extend his hand to Rendi's brother.

"Where is my sister going?!"

"Lit's just dinner."

"Obout me for the macem-macem!"

Mr. Mario just smiled in response to the words of Rendi who seemed to be threatening him.

"What the hell, brother! Yes, yes, we're saying yes."

We immediately say goodbye to Rendi's brother and I see that Rendi's brother is still watching us from the front door when we have entered the car, Mr. Mario.

"I thought I had a motor."

"No, I'm afraid it'll rain again later in the afternoon and there's a papa car."

Mr. Mario drove a car to a fairly rame cafe even though this is still not the weekend.

"Please Mas Rio."

Sapa an employee in a light blue-collared dark blue uniform with R&r logo on the right chest in accordance with the name of this cafe that I had seen before entering here.

"They welcome us?"

Mr. Mario just smiled as he pulled the chair for me to sit down.

"Good night to Mario."

Said another waiter in the same uniform coming to give us a menu book."

"What do you want to order?"

Ask Mario.

"I ordered as usual!"

He said to the waiter who was standing next to us waiting for the order.

"I'm the same."

"Are you sure you don't want to choose another one?"

"No."

"Alright please wait for the order yes, I'm sorry first.Let's mas Rio..."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Do everyone here know Mario?"

"Not everything, just a few."

"Is the customer's father here? until all his servants memorized with father."

Mario just smiled.

"What do you really want to say?"

"Ngggg."

"Please."

"If for example we get married, can I still go to college after marriage?"

"Can."

"Work?"

"By, the reason is not to forget the responsibility as a housewife."

"And a new marriage will be done after I graduate, right?"

"Unless you want to accelerate."

"Eh, no sir, don't be in a hurry!"

"Can I still go out to meet my friends?"

"Origin knows the limits."

The interview session paused for a while when a different waiter again came to deliver the food on order.

"Please eat first and if you can do not call the pack directly other than at school, then people think I am your father."

"But it's appropriate to be a father?"

"Times!"

"Yes, how old are you?"

"New twenty-eight."

"Yeahahh!!!"

"Why? not too old, right? there are many people who like me."

"We're ten years apart, sir, are you sure you want to marry me who's only eighteen?"

"Why? it's as if from all these questions you've concluded that you're going to accept this match."

"Actually me......"

"If you accept this matchmaking I will not force you to rush to accept me as a husband you let everything process naturally and you can bid farewell if in one year there is no feeling mutual love and love between us.After that we can live each other's lives."

SERIATE......