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"Oh, so this is the woman you want to introduce to Mama? Emn, beautiful too," said Rahmawati's mother, Devano's mother.

I who heard his words just smiled and nodded my head.

"Yes, Ma. Did Mom approve of our relationship? And stop setting me up with friends' kids, Mama?" ask Mr. Devan, frowning.

"alright. Mom wanted to get to know this girl first. Do you mind?" ask Mama, in a soft voice.

"Of course I can! He is indeed a prospective daughter-in-law, Mama, '' Mr. Devan replied to his mother.

I heard the chatter between Mom and son, just feeling clumsy.

"Oh, yeah, whose name is pretty?" ask Rahma with her soft voice.

"Emn, na-name sa-me Andini, Mom," I said stammeringly.

When I saw that I was nervous, now Rahma rubbed my shoulder gently.

"Just relax, don't be nervous like that! Mom's not gonna hurt you. I just want to get to know the future daughter-in-law of Mother, explained Rahma with a smile of her sweetness.

'Oh, it must be so happy to have such a caring Mother, like this Madam Rahmawati!' my inner.

"Okay, ma'am, I answered briefly, with a forced smile.

"Try taking a deep breath first, then exhale slowly. Hopefully this method can relieve your nervousness a little," said Rahma again.

I also followed his directions, while Mr. Devano just scrunched his forehead, while looking at me with a gaze that could not be interpreted.

"Well, it's better, right?" ask Rahma's mom.

"Yes, ma'am" I replied with a faint smile.

"Alhamdulillah! Oh yeah, where did Andini come from? And where's the job, son?" ask Rahma gently.

"Emm, I'm from Solo Bu! I work in-"

"He became my personal assistant in the office, Ma.'' Mr. Devan, who cut my words.

I who heard the man's words only frowned.

"Oh, really? It's only right if Devan falls for you. Who can resist the charm of a beautiful and graceful girl like you, son," explained Ms. Rahma with enthusiasm.

I who heard the compliment made by Rahma's mother, only blushed in shame.

"Of course, Ma. She is indeed very beautiful and graceful, so as to tempt the faith of a Devano Wicaksana. Isn't that right, honey?" asked Mr. Devano by rolling one eye.

I, who heard the handsome man's words, felt my ears getting hotter. I want to tear that innocent face apart.

'Huft! If there is no Rahma, you are finished, sir!' my grumbling in my heart.

Now his hand held my hand, and kissed her in front of her mother.

"Well!" I was also surprised by the sweet treatment.

"There's no shame in that, son. Naturally, if Devan becomes bucin like that, because he also once ran aground his love story, because he was betrayed by the person he loved so much, said Ms. Rahma in a sad voice.

"Here you go, Ma, don't talk about things that have passed! I don't want to hear or even remember it. I have closed this heart tightly to the snake woman" explained Mr. Devano with great emphasis.

"OK, okay. Mama won't talk about it. Besides, you're getting better replacements now, aren't you?" rahma asked her son.

'What was the lady of yesterday, whom Mr. Devano said the serpent woman?' I murmured in my heart.

"OK, Andini, when can we get in touch with your parents?" ask Rahma with spirit.

"Lho, why? You don't want us to see your parents?" ask again with a sad face.

"Eh, yes Mom! Excuse me. That's not what I meant. Are you sure you want to stop by my simple hut? My little hut Ma'am. Do you not mind?" ask me carefully.

"Hahaha .. Why, son? Do you know! In the past our house was also very simple, and many roofs were leaking, so we were difficult to shade even inside the house. All that changed, as Devano was determined to pioneer his efforts with great difficulty. Although he used to only finish High School, but his persistence deserves a thumbs up," explained Bu Rahma with his soft voice.

"really?" I asked while looking at Rahma and Mr. Devano.

Mr. Devano just put his shoulder down.

"Yes, Son. So don't be discouraged! As with any form, the house will be the most comfortable place to return home, explained Rahma again.

I, who heard Rahma's words, was only able to bow my head.

"If all the houses had genuine affection, surely the occupants in them would always feel happiness not emptiness," I said softly almost inaudible, until the clear circle in my eyes did not feel dripping.

"What did you say, son?" ask Rahma with a soft voice.

I hurriedly wiped my tears, then raised my head, with a faint smile that I forced.

"Ah, it's okay ma'am," I replied softly.

"But why are you crying, son? Did Mama speak wrong?" ask Rahma carefully.

I shook my head quickly too.

"No Ma'am, I'm sorry. Maybe I am the one who gets carried away," I explained with a thin smile.

"Emm, well then, our order has come. We better eat first, and continue chatting later," said Ms. Rahma in her soft voice.

Me and Mr. Devano nodded their heads simultaneously. Now the atmosphere was silent, only the sound of the clang of cutlery clashing with each other. After we finished eating, we continued the delayed conversation.

"Ma, how about this week we go to Andini's house? Isn't faster better?" ask Mr. Devano enthusiastically.

"Emn, if you agree! What about Andini? Do you mind if this week we're gonna judge you and propose to your parents?" ask Rahma to me.

I who heard Rahma's question choked while drinking my drink.

"Uhuk! Uhuk! Uhuk ...."

'Why are Mother and child so compact? Why am I here like a fool, who must follow their will?' my grumbling in my heart.

"Can I tell people at home first, Mom? So that they have preparation and do not feel surprised later!" ask me carefully.

"All right, no problem. Most importantly we don't trouble you guys. And most importantly, you don't have to prepare anything! Because we will bear it all later. Youunderstand?" obviously Rahma ma'am with a soft voice.

I was surprised to hear Rahma's words.

'What does Madam Rahma realize, if it's too much? If only I could reject it in a subtle way, maybe I would. But baby, why is it so hard to refuse every word of Ms Rahma?' I murmured in my heart.

"Yes ma'am, I understand," I replied with a smile.

"All right, baby, it's night now, we'll take you home first. Tomorrow we'll meet back at the office. So don't be sad when we part ways! I love you so much!" Mr. Devano approached and gently kissed my forehead in front of his mother.

"Ah, you guys! Don't make Mama jealous?" Tempta bu Rahma's.

I was still silent, without answering Rahma's words.

"Andini come on, come on!" take Mr. Devano, who is now breaking my daydream.

"Oh, yes."

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