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Mom was in the room with Kirana, they both shared stories.


"You added ayu tenan, Nduk. Mother to pangling loh," said Mother smiling happily, while hugging her daughter is a longing that has been in pendam, because for almost a month they only exchanged news through old-school mobile phones, and, or the word Javanese is usually called HP crickets.๐Ÿ˜†


"Excite, Ma. Kirana's employer was very kind, "next, he told her about his experience working at the Clark family's house that was so good to him, including telling her about Nathan.


"Oh! So that handsome wong is your master's son anyway?" mother asked with a typical Javanese accent, Kirana nodded in response.


"The rich mean it? I'm afraid that you'll get hurt again, Nduk," said Mommy.


"Don't be khawatit, Mom. Nathan is nice, his family is too. At first I thought rich people were the same, mean and demeaning people like us, but Clark's family was different, Mom. Even they accept and bless Rana's relationship with Nathan" Kirana replies, reassuring her mother.


The mangosteen mother listened to her daughter's explanation, but she wouldn't easily believe it.


A moment in the room was silence, but only for a moment. "Mom, Nathan can stay here, okay?" ask Kirana to beg.


Mom looked up, then answered. "Later to talk the same, Father yes."


"Excite, Mom."


"Come, get out of the room. It's not good to have guests but we're even here, and we're cooking for dinner." Mother moved from her seat. Although in his heart he still did not accept Nathan, but he still appreciated the man as a guest.


"What cooking, Mom?" kirana asked, after being in the kitchen with her mother.


"Sak onone wae (So much cooking)" replied Mother, while taking vegetables from the refrigerator, vegetables that she just picked up this afternoon from the field.


"Not good, Mom. He used to eat fancy, time here should be served eggplant same tempeh puffed?" Kirana protests, not protests exactly she feels bad about Nathan who is already very good with her.


"God! Precisely we have to be what it is, Nduk," replied Mother Ketus. Though inwardly, giggled amusedly because he wanted to test his future son-in-law.


"Excuse me, Ma'am, Nggih," Kirana replied, as she dismembered the purple eggplant into small pieces.


"Later you make sambel pete yes, eggplant in vegetable lodeh cooking only, the side dish tempe kembus same salted fish. I want to meet your father first," Mother said and then came out of the kitchen, to the living room where husband and Nathan were.


Nathan stood up from his seat, when he saw mother walking towards the living room. "Mother." Nathan greets mom while bowing his head slightly, marked if he pays respect to her.


"Here you go, sit down again, Le," said Mother smilingly to see Nathan being so polite to her.


"Yes, ma'am," Nathan's friend, then sat back down.


"Gini loh, sir. Couldn't it be that Nathan's son is staying here? This is also Kirana's request. Anyway here it's far from the city and far from the inn" she told her husband.


Nathan smiled, hearing Mom's words. And hope that his future father-in-law will allow him to stay in that house.


He was silent for a moment, seemingly considering his wife's words. "May, but on one condition, don't get close to Kirana, while here. Beware if caught looking for an opportunity, not slow modyar kowe!" threatening me is not kidding.


Nathan smiled as he scratched his non-itchy nose, because he did not understand the last sentence said by Father.


But, he was also happy because he was allowed to stay one roof with Kirana.


Note:


Le/tole: call for boys.


Nduk/stomach: a call for girls.


Nggih: yes.


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