Nandithas
PROPOSE TO MOTHER'S FATHER

Arriving at his parents' house, Nandita was greeted by a sharp gaze from the mother. While Gunadh, can only smile stiffly.

"Om, Aunt ..." Say that man.

"Wheeled up there, take Gunadh's son in." Mother Santi spoke with eyes glaring sharply at her son. Then he stepped first into the house. Nandita is still standing on the terrace.

"Yuk mas."

Nandita looks agitated. Moreover, seeing the father also passed, without saying anything. It only showed a thin smile, and a small swipe on its head.

"Why yank? How rich are you afraid?"

"Dad and mother must have known about the video mas. They, especially mommy, will nag later." Nandita Complain.

Gunadh smiled, feeling funny with Nandita's behavior.

"You're the same brave thug, but the same time your mother's nagging is afraid? You all your family you already know." Gunadh looked at Nandita.

"Mas don't know, if you're angry it's scary. Let alone his son, father could not fight. Yesterday I didn't give Ikha permission to tell them. Let them know from me directly.

"Masuuk Taaaa ... Don't get your mom outside!"

Mother's voice echoed.

"That's ... He knows we're talking about."

"Udah ... Come in, we'll face both. Let me be the same mother." Gunadh is encouraging his girl.

They step in tandem. With Nandita who still feels worried.

"Cieee is already a rich bride going to a guarantee aja ..." Malikha's voice sounded mocking, making Nandita even more annoyed.

"Observe your deck. You're a fucking carpenter." He told his sister, but with a barely audible voice.

Mom and Dad were waiting for them in the living room. Doubtfully, Nandita sat side by side with Gunadh.

"Nova ... Make Gunadh's mas drink first." The mother's orders.

"Yes Bun."

"Let me just Bun ..."

Two girls at the same time.

Mother's eyes highlight sharply on the child to both.

"Let's be with you. You're here to accompany Gunadh." Mother's voice still sounded cold.

Nandita glanced at the father, intending to ask for help with a clear face.

The father just shook his head with his hands folded in front of his chest.

Feeling that there was no hope that the father would help, immediately Nandita shuffled, approaching the mother. He hugged the middle-aged woman from the side.

A tight hug that makes it difficult for the mother to breathe.

"Sorry Bun ... Not all rich people think. I want to be clear with mom and dad too, but don't be mad."

"After this ish you, do not be ashamed what in front of the prospective husband is still a slide like this." Mother Santi felt uncomfortable with the behavior of her son.

Gunadh simply smiled, bowing his head with both fingers of his hand in chains.

"Mas, obviously dong same father same mother." Nandita looked at Gunadh. He was also upset, waiting for the defense of the man, but the awaited never spoke.

"Mas Gunadh is the tea." Malikha placed the cup on the table right in front of Gunadh. And another cup he placed in front of the father, who was sitting beside the mother.

"Yes the tea." Say it again

"Lho deck, brother don't you make it too?" Nandita looked at the sister, loosening her embrace on her body.

"And said mother, I told you to make it for mas Gunadh aja."

Malikha replied with her innocent face. Although in his heart he laughed because he could prank the brother.

When will I get another chance for revenge?

Nandita grunting. Upset by Malikha's increasingly annoying attitude in her opinion.

"There's no extra rations next month for you." He said as he moved from beside the mother. Hoping that his debate with Malikha, could save himself from discussing the proposal.

"Eeiit where are you going?"

Santi quickly pulled Nandita's ear.

"Said mother did not want to be hugged, yes I've sat back next to her mas ..." Nandita did not continue her words. His head followed the direction of his mother's hand pulling his ear, so as not to be too sick he felt.

"Mother ..." Dad opened his voice. And with automatic ears Nandita detached from the hand of the mother.

The girl rubbed her ears that felt hot as a result of being pulled by the mother.

Gone was the graceful, independent and authoritative impression that the girl was showing out there.

Gunadh faithfully became a spectator of the family drama. There was a hint of envy at the family warmth of his future wife.

"Yes now say, would you like to explain what is the same mother?" Although she no longer held out her daughter's ears, Nandita's terrifying aura could still be felt.

"Mas" Nandita pointed at Gunadh with her chin.

"Not Gunadh, but you're the one who asked."

The mother knows, Nandita must be confused to explain what. However, as a mother she wanted to hear, and wanted to see to what extent Nandita was convinced of her life choices.

"At first Dita did not know Bun, if mas Gunadh would have lamer Dita. He said just take a walk. Right up to that place, there was a lot of buzz. And he continued to apply for me. When I said I didn't want to?"

"I can't help but be ashamed in front of a lot of people. Yes ... Even though I'm upset about him too. So I accepted her proposal."

Mother looks at the child's face. There was a sense of happiness as well as sadness slipping into his heart.

His two daughters are now adults, already will be betrothed by someone else. And both are compact, doing applications without his knowledge. Grateful Nandita can still be interrogated. Unlike Bianca, who until now has not been able to go home to receive sanctions from him.

Without feeling her tears. Nandita, who looked on, panicked, fearing that her mother would not approve of her.

He clasped his mother's hand tightly, shaking it in an attempt to be more convincing.

"Bund ... I'm just as Gunadh doesn't rush to get married. We agreed to a fiancee first. That's also if you agree with me." Nandita lowered her head as she said the last sentence.

"It doesn't feel like your child is big, it's an adult. It will soon belong to someone else." Without responding to Nandita's words, the mother even poured out her feelings. The middle-aged woman's tears were increasingly flowing, but as much as possible she held back her sobbing.

"Mother is happy for your happiness. But mother is also sad, soon mother's children will belong to others." Now the mother's cries can no longer be hidden. Making nandita's eyes also teary.

"Mother ... Dita will still be the father's son. Stay your daughter forever." Nandita's tears eventually fell as well.

Gunadh could not bear to see his lover cry. So too with her mother-in-law.

"Auntie ... " Gunadh approached, kneeling before Santi's mother.

"I did propose to Dita as my wife. But that doesn't mean I'll make him my full right. Don't think aunty will lose a daughter, instead I hope Aunty is willing to think of me as a aunt's son too."

Gunadh stared in his future mother-in-law.

Gunadh took a deep breath. 'This is a good time' he thought. Then he stared alternately at the faces of Darma's father and Santi's mother.

"If yesterday I proposed to Nandita as my wife, today I propose to my father and mother as my parents. Will you accept me as your son?" Say it sincerely.

"Troubt me, ask me anything, rebuke me when I do wrong, I will be very happy for that."

"Maos ..." Nandita was deeply moved to hear Gunadh's sincerity.

"Nope ..." That was the only speech that came out from the lips of the two old men.

"May I call you the same as Nandita?" Ask again

"Yes son ... We're your parents now." Darma's father said, after a moment of silence.

The middle-aged man was grateful, there was a man who was so sincere in love with his daughter. Not only do they want their children, but they also want their families.

He patted gently on Gunadh's shoulder, which was still resting in front of his wife.

"Rise up" he said again, joined by Gunadh.

Finally the mood ended. Mother and Nandita prepare dinner, while father and Gunadh are still chatting in the living room.

"Relse ... The streets yuk" Malikha appeared and hugged the elder sister.

"Where?"

"Where is it ..."

"Gak ah, males if there is no purpose."

"Let your brother rest first deck ... New time until invited to go again."

Malikha put her lips away from the kitchen.

Nandita did not comment. He also felt very tired, it felt like he wanted to immediately rest his body.

"Call the others Ta." Order the mother when all the dishes are ready.

"Yes Bun." The girl walked into the living room to call two men who were chatting. I don't know what was discussed.

Afterwards he also called out to Malikha who was in his room.

"Where are the plans going?" Mother asked.

"You go to Grandpa Bun's house first, run out of it maybe go straight to the house om." Nandita answered. While others just listen while fun to enjoy the food presented on their respective plates.

"Tomorrow, if you hear the talk is not sure, do not take heart yes. Don't fuss in front of grandpa, pity it's sick." Now dad's talking.

Nandita and Gunadh looked at each other. Then Gunadh answered

"Please, I'll be Dita's handler tomorrow." The man's claw.

The others just laughed at Gunadh's jokes. Only Nandita looked irritated with pursed lips.

Their conversation continued until dinner was over, and moved to the tv room.

The time showed at 22:30 then they decided to rest in their respective rooms. As usual, when Gunadh stays, Nandita's room will be occupied by the man. While he was, sleeping with Malikha.

"Where's our Kitchen deck?" Ask Nandita.

Our kitchen, is the name of the processed meat business they live together.

"Surfer sis, tomorrow I'll take a look at the bookkeeping."

"How much do you want?"

"I like it, he's smart. I helped him with his presence."

"Thank God."

Their conversation stopped. The two girls had already fallen asleep, as well as the other residents of the house.

Today passed well. Nandita and Gunadh have received the blessing of Nandita's parents. Hopefully tomorrow the same thing will be found in the house of Cakra's grandfather, and also Om and other Aunt Nandita.