Loving the Mafia
Dad Misunderstood

About two hours drive, they finally arrived at a large house. No other house of the Sun.

"Come down! Go home and meet your parents. They must be waiting for you" said Cazim.

"Well, you're not coming down?" ask Dusk. "Take Chesy in and be introduced to my parents. My parents know you very well, Cazim. They already think of you as their own child. You used to stay at my house, eat with my family, don't you miss that moment?" tanya Dusk makes Chesy explore with all thoughts, about Cazim who is said to be that close to Dusk and his family.

It turns out that the relationship of Cazim and Dusk is indeed very close, they have been friendly for a long time. It is only fitting that their relationship is this close.

"No. Just say hello to your mom and dad. I can't stop by. There's still a lot of work to be done with my wife."

"All right." Dusk looked disappointed. He went down the car.

Cazim honked his horn and passed away leaving Dusk.

"You guys turned out to be that close, huh?" chesy asked with a look out the window.

"Yes." Yeah." Cazim doesn't want to say much. 

Soon a car entered a simple yard. House that seems classic aka old building. There are many carvings on the pillars of the house. 

"This is your house?" ask Chesy.

"My father's house. Come on!" Cazim got down the car and opened the door for Chesy.

Realizing the door was opened, Chesy felt respected as a woman. Cazim is full cuek, cold and not as romantic as other husbands, but the way he appreciates women is quite amazing.

Chesy follows Cazim as he steps towards the house.  There is nothing fancy from the tiny simple house, but the effect is beautiful and comfortable.

“Dad!”  Cazim pushed open the door just after greeting.  The door of the tiny house was not locked.

Chesy followed Cazim into the house.  The man walked through another room.  Until finally we get to the kitchen.

The seventy-year-old old man seemed busy with his job of boiling and printing meatballs, aided by the young clerk.  Although his age has entered the number seventy years, but he looks still fit and healthy.  Even his body was still firm and strong.

“Dad!”

The old man put down the basin containing a circle of meatballs, surprised to see the arrival of Cazim.  Then his lips were smashed by a wide smile.  Sumringah's face.

“Yes Allah, it's you, Cazim?”  The Javanese logat is very thick.  “Owalaah.  How just got home?  Father from yesterday is waiting for you.  Dad every night your thoughts go on.”  The man named Fatih approached Cazim after wiping his wet hands with a special towel for a rag.

Several times Fatih touched Cazim's arms and shoulders with a proud look.  “Actually where are you, Nang?  Why disappear?  Dad's worried.  What happened to you?”  The old man was so innocent.  

Cazim pulled a little corner of his lips.  There was not a word he said.

“Le, this is Cazim, my son.  Come on, salim first,” pinta Fatih on his employees.

The young man who was busy making the meatball grains washes his hands and wipes them dry, then shakes his hands with Cazim.  “Monggo, Mas!” he was friendly while bowing his head.  

Cazim nodded too.

The young man resumed his work.

“You have a task out of town, or what?  What if I call ndak can't?  Is there no network?” ask Fatih.

“Well, this is good.  So I don't have to worry about you.”  His joy was clearly radiated on his radiant face.  “But how does your hair get a little long like this anyway?  The hair goes through the ears, the front goes through the eyebrows.  Can a cop have hair like this?”  Fatih watched his son's condition closely.  “Oh yes, your room is still like before.  I always clean your room.  You can immediately rest in the room.  Definitely tired.”

“Dad, I'm not alone.”  Cazim ignored the words of his father who had been long ago.

“Whose name?  Dusk?” 

The question made Chesy who was standing behind and her body blocked by Cazim became insecure.  Does this mean his father Cazim expects Dusk to be his son-in-law?  To the extent that it is called must be the name Dusk.

“Not,” replied Cazim with a normal, cold and flat facial expression.

“Usually you are always together with Dusk continues.  Everywhere is always Dusk.  Yesterday I was angry with Dusk.  Dad asked where you were, but Dusk wouldn't say it.  Iha wong hape you're not active, so whose phone do you want?  Dusk was like hiding something, so dad was upset.  You suddenly left Dad just like that, as if there was a big problem.  I thought Dusk knew where you were but he wouldn't open up to me.  Finally, he got angry with her.  If you know you left because of duty, you don't have to take this attitude.  Dad shouldn't have scolded Dusk.  Kasian.  He's a sweet kid.  So when did you propose to her?”

Cazim immediately stepped aside and pointed at Chesy behind him, making Fatih raise an eyebrow looking at the figure of a beautiful woman wearing a white hijab who nodded towards him.

“I'm with Chesy.”  Cazim looked at his wife.

Chesy stepped forward and stood by her husband's side.  “Siang, dad!”

“Siang.  Yeah, I'm sitting up front there.  Dad make a drink first,” said faith.

Cazim breezed forward at his father's request, while Chesy still persisted and said, “Neither, Well.  Don't bother.”

“Nothing.  This is ordinary.  Just know.  Wait ahead there!”

Chesy could not refuse either.  He followed Cazim forward, sitting in a chair next to Cazim.

“Your father really hopes that Dusk be his daughter-in-law, you are so close,” chirped Chesy with a slumber.  He was like an unexpected daughter-in-law.

“Near me and Dusk does not mean to take us on the wedding road.  Don't think about it!”

How could Chesy not think?  Her in-laws now expect another girl to be a daughter-in-law.  Legally Cazim said that Chesy did not need to think, in fact he felt uncomfortable over Fatih's expectations. 

“This is the tea, let's drink it.  Warm hump.  Your trip must be far, right?”  Fatih appeared carrying two glasses of warm tea.

“Still.”  Chesy flat only.

“Then you said that you came not alone and not with Dusk, I thought you came with Alando.  Apparently there is someone else who became your friend.”  Fatih laughs.  “So Nak Chesy is his friend Cazim from where?”

“From East Jakarta,” Chesy replied briefly. 

“Dad was surprised when suddenly Cazim came to bring a new friend.  But later do not make the situation so misunderstood, because this Cazim already has a special friend, or called by the future wife, his name is Dusk.  Friends may, but it is expected not to cause slander.”  Fatih fixed the position of the skull on his head.

“Chesy this is my wife, Dad,” call Cazim make Fatih instantly silenced and shocked.

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