Mystery of Grandma's House
Dad's Plan

"Don't look at it, bro. He's not human!" Decide it by patting my shoulder rough.

"What do you mean, mas?" My reply was expecting it from here.

"That's the source of the problem here. So just follow the plan, Mr. Budi. He must have thought about it carefully." Answer me Budi increasingly turning around.

"hissshhh. It seems that the non-human you are Didik" I muttered.

"Son, let's go in first. There's something dad and you need to talk about." Tell me you're standing in the doorway calling me slow.

"Yes yeah." My word.

We were all in the living room of Bu Lastri. Sitting quietly on a circular sofa with the pias faces of several people except me and Wulan who still did not understand this awkward situation. We all just kept quiet and looked at each other with faces that were hard to guess. I only said less than two people. And I still don't know who the five of us are waiting for.

Dokk...

"Assalamualaikum" the voice of a middle-aged woman from behind the door surprised us all. The old voice I missed for me.

"Please enter the ma'am." Mrs Lastri got up and opened the door.

A woman in a maroon-red striped dress and a black headscarf adorned her head. The other was wearing a long navy blue dress that touched the floor, with wavy hair that was allowed to fall off. They walked with smiles to everyone in the room. His eyes swept across the room. His gaze stopped as he looked at me sitting aghast at the sight of the two women coming so dramatically.

"Mothers... Aunt Ningsih...What are you doing here?" I stammered. Then he got up because he could hardly believe the two people who came tonight.

"Well.it's complete. Let's move on" said the father who shifted a little. giving a sitting position to mother and aunt Ningsih who took a seat next to Wulan.

I myself then moved to sit next to my father who coded me to move in nearby. While Aunt Ningsih sat next to Wulan and her mother. While mas Didik sat on a single sofa chair alone.

"Son, do you know why I invited your mother and saw you here?" Ask my father who still sees the expressions of one by one the people who are there.

"Not knowing. What's wrong?" I asked who was impatient.

"You're getting married tomorrow. Siri was first. If your business here is done, we'll inaugurate." Miss Lastri answered my question.

My eyes were wide when the word married slid so well from Bu Lastri's mouth. My mouth holds up with a mind that is not due to its shape. Did he say wrong?! Wulan was as surprised as I was. Be married? Am I prepared enough for such a lifelong commitment? How'this?

"True son, what did Miss Lastri say. Don't gawk like a toothless cow like that. Haha" said my father teasing me.

"Awwwwww sick" erred the father after a small pinch from the mother landed right in the belly of the father's puffer.

"Ssssttt father, don't tempt the son continue ih. Kasian will be." Ketus mom defended me.

"But why so much? Why should it be sudden?" My protest.

"Ah later lu bro. Let me change it.." sidelines Didik make Wulan down did not dare to look at us all.

"Eh.eh.ehhh so good. Wanna fight!" Ketusku.

"hahaha.so do not be pretentious the heck you bro." said mas Didik.

"Hahahaha" laughs at Didik and my father is getting to hear my words just now.

"Duh! Slips!" My mind is in my heart.

Wulan looks really like a living statue at this time. He did not dare to look at or follow our conversation. Just like me who only listened to their plans without being able to refuse or resign again.

"So, Wulan, how do you want to marry the child of Mr. Budi who is this awkward?" Ask the returning father to get a spoiled pinch from mom.

Like hearing the results of my script announcement back in college. My heart is like a blow when I have to listen to the answer of the veiled woman who is downcast in shame. He looked up a little to just listen to the question that should be a checkmate question for both of us. A moment later a small nod accompanied by an ornate smile on her reddish tinge of cheeks.

Because the two candidates had agreed to each other, immediately Didik took some parcels from the trunk of aunt Ningsih's car. It turns out this is what they planned. Mas Didik then left some parcels and parcels inside the house of Bu Lastri, as an eye sign from us from the family of Son Mahesa and as a symbol if I get the blessing of his parents. Mas Didik really helped well today. Forgetting for a moment the dark nature from within him yesterday.

"Alhamdulillah.so tomorrow you will have the Qabul hijab at Bu Lastri's house. So tonight rest enough and don't stay up late. I want to find some deket-dek lodging here like yesterday there was one father saw." Dad said when we were in Dad's car on the way home. Aunt Ningsih and Mom were in the other car.

"Is there anything you want to ask again, son?" Dad asked back because he saw me just looking out the window.

"Maybe he deg-degan pakde Budi. It's just ordinary newlyweds. Hahaha" taunted Didik who kept teasing me.

I don't know why tonight was so stressful for me. There is a feeling of happiness in the depths of my heart. Funny also considering the red cheeks that blushed as the eyes of the two of us met. Ahhh what is this feeling. I murmured in my heart

"Well, what I said. Smile at yourself rich madman! The effect of the newlyweds. Shadow of the first night for sure. Hahaha" sneered at Didik again.

"That mouth asked for in the battery stun, huh?! I don't think there's a positive pole in the mouth. Must be stunted first can be real!" Narrator.

"Hahahaha" this time his laughter was increasingly broken along with the father who followed my tease.

A few moments later we finally arrived at my hostel. Didik and I decided to sleep one more room because it was a long time ago he left without news. And also to accompany me here. Because I think I need more explanation. Not about my wedding tomorrow, but about what's behind the impressed marriage as soon as it's done.

The night was getting late, Dad's car had long drove away to catch up with my mother. Leaving me both with a mas Didik who was cool with coffee and cigarettes in his hands. Intentionally to release the fatigue that he felt all day. I sat down and wanted to ask him for more explanation.

"Hey, do you know why my father asked me to get married so soon? Even all this seems rushed." I asked Didik.

"I think I should explain it to you first. Open your ears wide." Said mas Didik. This time his eyes were not playing.

"Tell me." Reply to me who then sat cross-legged next to him.I put my face as fierce as possible.

"You know that creepy granny who always chews betel nuts until her whole mouth is red. What did you see last night?" Ask Didik while sipping his black coffee plan.

"hmmm, do you know who he is ?"

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