Love me Izabella
09. Wedding Plan

Wedding Plan

"maaa, it was really the Abram who was going to marry the same as mbak ing".

"i'm not polite to call her bella, she's older than you". Mama cut the sponge cake and put it on the plate, "you've brought it to the front of the cake".

"iss nyebelin, I don't want to, mama aja, mama also take out".

"bella, spit !!". Mama pinched the base of my arm.

"yes yes ma". I walked lazily sluggishly towards the living room, not really like to meet abram now.

I placed the plate containing the sponge cake a little rough on the table, so that the abram and papa who were chatting the wedding plan were a little surprised, and looked at me. I threw my face away and wanted to leave but my mother held me back and was told to sit down.

"oh yes son of abram, this is his brother ingrid, his name is izabella, just finished his college".

"hey bella, I'm abram your future brother-in-law". Abram's smile made me want to vomit. I just nodded and chose to be quiet, if I go I will get angry, and I saw mbak ingrid just relax and fun to play his own phone.

The ivano doesn't look like it, it must have gone the same way, you know, you know, you know, you know, that boy's dating mulu, and I'm stuck right now with this wedding chat.

"so mom and dad agreed, I'll have my wedding plans and ingrid in a week". Abram said confidently.

What so, that soon, I turn my back, I do not believe, abram will marry my mother, as they do not know, if there is a shrimp behind the bakwan, abram, what is the purpose and purpose of Abram marrying my mother ingrid.

I saw papa and mama looking at each other, while mbak ingrid cuek only.

"why another week abram, isn't it too soon, you just haven't gotten to know too well".

"papa is wrong, it is precisely the two of us are very close friends pa, had one school and one department at the time in the campus first. And now we've agreed to get married, won't we ingrid baby".

"yes". As if anything, whatever they are, they must be having a show or planning something, ah what is important to me, it's their business to let it go.

I was a little relieved that no Abram would disturb my life.

"but pa, I have one request".

"what?".

"after marriage plan I want to stay here, may pa, just a few months, because I'm building a house for ingrid".

"what is your parents' house?".

"it's pa, may it be, abram house far abroad pa". Answer ingrid.

"it's up to you guys".

"thank you papa and mama, I will treat ingrid as the queen in my heart". The abram's tomb.

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"tok tock, ma pa I can come in".

"yes come in, what's the matter bell?".

"what mom and dad are sure about Abram".

"what's the matter, do you know her bell?".

"not really pa, but yes later for example abram nyakitin mbak ingrid how to try".

"it's your business, let him solve his own problems later".

"according to mama he's a good person bella, do not think of anything bad, have been lived, anyway mbak you who want to marry abram".

"yes, ma, I want it".

"what's it?".

"how to prove the person is . . .hmm how to say yes". I was confused how to explain it to my mom, where there is a papa anyway, this is the hanum problem, I want to hear my mom's opinion on this issue.

"how to say what the hell bell, that's clear".

"hehe tomorrow, I forgot, bye ma". Cup I kissed mama's cheek and went to the room.

Bored, not sleepy, I chose to play medsos, ig I played, I saw his story kanaya. 'its my day, happy 1th anniversary baby'. Followed by a photo of the kanaya ring finger decorated with a jewel ring.

I was more curious about the contents of the next kanaya story, seen a photo in a luxury restaurant, there is a cake and next to her hand grip kanaya with someone.

I wanted to make sure it was Andre's hand, I called andre, it wasn't answered, then I sent a message.

[sad, where else?, kangen, vc an yuk dear].

[i'm at the buk kemala darling, he has a Thanksgiving at home, sorry I can't vc].

[hmm, if so I go to your house now baby, already very upset with you, buk kemala your neighbor right ya].

[eh don't love, uh it's not a kemala buk near the house, but mama's friend, the house is far away].

[oh so again go same mommy too yes, yaudah heart hearts yes dear, love u].

[yes dear, love u too].

"haha base andre, lie very well now, I vc mama nya ah".

Cringe, video call ringing, and answered by his mama andre, aunt anita, shows mama andre wearing a house negligee.

"mamaa. . How are you, where else?".

"bella, good mom, home mom, you haven't played here in a long time, bella's been busy".

"hehe yes ma a little busy, because again looking for work, ngelamar here and there is no call as well".

"patient bella, you will get the desired job, mama doain deh".

"thank you ma, oh yeah, I'm going to mama's house right now".

"but Andre's not at bella's, you know, we're talking".

"yes, I want to talk to you mom, thank you ma".

"yes, bella, your heart".

Ah indeed the ideal in-law candidate, it's good, attention anyway, but dear son act, just wait andre, I will reply you tonight.

I drove a car, bought a sweet martabak first for aunt anita as a hand. Arrived at Andre's house, fortunately he had not yet returned. I'm used to calling aunty anita mama.

"mama. . bella coming".

"iyaa come in, bella, mama's inside".

"this is me bringing mama martabak".

"repot everything, thank you, mother's daughter-in-law".

"cobain ma, yummy, this is extra cheese just as brown ma, and I brought you mama as well as toast". I deliberately diverted the conversation from discussing son-in-law.

"hmmm hmm yummy bell, buy where the hell". Mama anita's mouth is full of martabak, we are engrossed in laughter, the sound of a door slam.

"who else is coming, andre. . ! Can't you open the door slowly, startled by mama".

"bella, why are you here, can I pick you up if you want to go home".

"owh you've come home, it's finished his thanksgiving, oh yes ma, mama's friend there's his name kemala mak ma?".

"there was no bella, just a book when his wife was rt who you knew, why bella".

"haha not why ma, mama askin aja same andre ma".

"what's up with that kemala buk?".

"no ma, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on out for a second, I want to explain, bella, we need to talk".

"talk here".

"let me out for a minute bella".

Seriate.