Non Deposits
Misunderstand

"Yes, Buk."

"Zi are you on your way, son?"ask Zizi's mother

Zizi looked at Pras who was casually driving next to her.

"Yes ma'am" said Zizi slowly

"Are you bringing your future husband?"

Zizi lowered her head, how to start talking to her mother. There is fear, no heart, and confusion. Pras watched the girl beside him.

"Zi.." call your mother

Zizi's tears were flowing. He kept the phone away so that the mother wouldn't hear his sobbing. The woman across from him called out her name.

Pras immediately took Zizi's phone

"Yes ma'am, Zizi came home with me" replied Pras who did not know the Zizi family

"Alhamdulillah, please take care of Zizi yes son, be careful on the road" said his mother and then close the phone.

Pras returned Zizi's phone and was held tightly by the beautiful woman and grabbed a tissue to wipe her tears.

***

Bara stands in front of the Zizi boarding house he wants to meet Zizi and says that all this time only Zizi women he loves, Arum is only a toy for him because Zizi is too closed from things ***.

Bara wants to apologize and asks Zizi to give her a second chance, just wait for the child to be born he will divorce Arum.

"Bara" said Zizi's mother who saw Bara from earlier just standing in front of the gate

"Mom..are there Zizi?" bara asked, Zizi happened to be the hostess who knew Bara because every Bara came Zizi always asked permission to sit in front.

"Now haven't been here in a long time, son, how are you?"

"Well, ma'am, is there a zizi?" reload again

"Zizy....!! like there is no Bara boy, Zizi pampit back home" said his boarding mother

Bara let out a long sigh, and said goodbye to Zizi's hostess.

Bara re-entered his car, long enough the handsome doctor was sitting behind the wheel while trying to contact Zizi but nil his number was blocked.Bara hit the handlebar of the car and lay face down long there.

About four hours drive in Pras and Zizi travel, When new entry in Zizi village his rural atmosphere began to feel, still very thick.Activity of the residents towards the afternoon seen in their home page. Some are busy with dried rice, some are cleaning livestock pens, and some are just sitting under trees, huddling while looking for fleas or gray hair for mothers.

For Pras this becomes a new sight that is very fun. The calmness of the atmosphere there was very much felt.

"If the morning may be cold huh here Zi?" pras opened the conversation

"Yes, sir, quite good" Zizi replied briefly

"Built her into the river huh Zi?" ask Pras again

"Not really sir, almost all houses have bathrooms, but indeed as people still use the river for his activities, his words more freely, let alone clear water makes fresh" said Zizi again

Zizi asked Pras to stop when he arrived at the green house, the new house has been renovated, it is not so big but the yard is quite spacious. There are several water guava trees and mangoes surrounding the grounds.

They immediately descended after the car was parked under a flowering mango tree. A middle-aged woman came out with a smile when she saw her daughter. Zizi tried to hide his sadness so that the mother did not suspect.

"Mother.." said Zizi to the back of his mother's hand.

Pras did the same. The woman looked sparkling happy to welcome the man's helping hand.

"Eh, is this to her future husband Zizi?" A mother appeared from the side followed by several other women. They were neighbors who were close to Zizi's mother's house after greeting Zizi and Pras the three mothers left.

"Beauty, yes!" another mother whispered to her companion as she stepped away and it was still heard by Zizi. It made the girl feel bad for Pras.

"Let's go in son, take Zi in" said his mother

"Come sir" asked Zizi slowly

"Sir, sorry. Later or tomorrow I will explain to them that it is actually just a misunderstanding," said Zizi as they stepped into the house. Pras just smiled while nodding.

"Well...Zizi came well with her candidate" cried Zizi's mother made Zizi bowed shyly to Pras.

"Aunty Zizi has arrived, same pak Pras ya" said Nisya who also just arrived, Nisya had told Dimas about Bara, which is also the case, dimas is angry at first but Nisya tries to calm her down asking Dimas to stay calm so that his mother does not join his syock later.

"For a moment, I want to make you drink" said Zizi's mother and followed Zizi from behind

"Zi, it looks like the man was not the same face as the photo you sent to Mbak Nisya first, what mother saw wrong or how did Zi?"zizi's mother asked after lighting the stove and Zizi who prepared the glasses for tea.

Zizi nodded slowly, hiding a deep wound. His heart grew even more poignant when he saw a lot of groceries on the kitchen table. Of course it's set for tomorrow's event

Zizi's mother approached her daughter. Mother's instincts are never wrong. Since seeing Zizi get off the car in a tangled state and eyes a little swollen earlier his mind was not good. "What's the matter son, mom's story?"

Unstoppable, Zizi embraces her mother and cries. Zizi's mother who was confused by her daughter's attitude was still patiently waiting until Zizi calmed down.

While sobbing Zizi recounted the events that he had experienced, it was seen that Zizi's mother had a deep disappointment, somehow she would explain to her extended family later. Though the woman had invited them to come tomorrow morning and the neighbors had also known that Zizi would come to know her future husband for the friendship, numbers, this is in the village. Little news has spread everywhere.

Zizi brought a tray of several cups of tea to the living room. Followed by her mother behind her.

"Come, drink the tea first." Zizi's mother invited him kindly.

"Thank you, ma'am," Pras replied kindly

"So what's the busyness of Nak Pras right now?" ask Zizi's father

"Not the doctor?" ask Zizi's father confused

"No sir, maybe you misheard me, I work in the same company with Zizi, we happen to be one division" explained Pras again while Nisya was only silent

"Eyang when Zean to Jakarta stay at the place om Pras eyang, good" Celtuk Zean

"When to Jakarta again yes Zean" said Pras smiling sweetly

"Yes, take another walk"

"Yes" said Pras softly

"In drink son after that break later after the magrib must be many guests who come" said Mr. Agus Zizi's father and in the nodukki Pras slowly.

****

Zizi prepared a room for Pras to sleep, suddenly his sister-in-law Nisya entered the room

"How can a handsome man come with Zi?" ask Nisya curiously

"Mbak turned out that my suspicions were right, he betrayed me" Zizi said, switching the conversation

"Mother said what Zi is too"

"But what makes me claustrophobic is that he betrayed Arum, my cousin's Sri Bude son, I'm afraid of you if you know"

"Mbak Never have you seen a picture of Bara as the father of Zi, just the same mother but you already know this problem?"tanya Nisya and in a nod Zizi quietly

"Mas Dimas said what's Ma'am?"

"At first he wanted to find the Bara but mbak said no need, solve problems with muscles will not be able to finish maybe not a mate, indeed not a mate, as long as you are never in anything like he has been, in sincerity maybe God is preparing the best soul mate for you, how do you know the handsome Pras" replied Nisya smiling

"But I wonder why Pras can come?"

"He wants to explain to Mother, Father and Brother Dimas also about all this, he feels responsible for his brother's mistakes" explained Zizi

"Related!!"

"Yes is mbak"

"Z....Zizi" call dad make Zizi put an index finger on his lips

"Yes yeah"

"That's a lot of guests outside" cried his father

"Yes yeah" said Zizi again

After the prayers, Zizi's house was full of relatives and neighbors as Zizi predicted, but in contrast to Pras's thought that relatives would come right at the time of the event only.

They sit on mats and carpets that are stretched in the living room that is not so spacious but can accommodate about 40 people more because it has been renovated.On the plate placed circular there is a sponge cake brought by Nisya and fried bananas and boiled beans. Special snacks of the village, There is also a pot of coffee and tea. Pras sat in line with his other men, there were close family and neighbors.

Zizi felt bad about putting Pras in a situation like this. Moreover, the man intends to help her, but instead gets caught up in a misunderstanding that does not know where to straighten out. Zizi sat down uneasily, although Pras looked relaxed when invited to a chat by the Zizi family.

"So you're Zizi's future husband huh, how long have you been acquainted with Zizi?" ask Zizi's youngest brother

"About 5 years paklik but we have a new office 3 years ago" replied Pras Santai

"Say their Zean to Jakarta stay at your house?" ask her other family

"Not in the house of the de sir but the apartment"

"Apartment?"

"Yes like a multi-storey bunk house" said Pras again and in a nod Zizi pakde sok understand

"For a long time, I know Zizi, I've definitely known the nature of each let alone one job" said the man in white clothes who knew next door neighbor Zizi's house

"What field does it work in? here there is also a Zizi family living in Jakarta working in the health sector" he said again

"I work in the export import company of raw goods sir, Zizi once told me but we have never met him sir, maybe because of the busyness of each of us me and Zizi just almost every day to go home at night because the work in the office is too crowded" explained Pras made the man in white clothes nod his head understand.

"Where does Arum work Zi?" ask Pakde Zizi to make Zizi's heart beat fast to hear the name

"Pakde hospital know I don't know exactly where the place is" replied Zizi quietly

Pras himself had no choice but to follow the running path. If he told the truth it would definitely cause chaos, and of course embarrass Zizi and her family.Pras not until the heart breaks the atmosphere full of warmth like this.

"So when will come out nak Pras will come to propose because from our side like he is ready?" ask Zizi's father's sister number two

"Fastly pakde" Pras replied firmly making Zizi speechless, Nisya just a small smile.

"Thank God it was as fast as it was, because we heard that Zizi's mother has often been in contact with his iron even though through a telephone connection it feels very fitting and there is no mistake if it goes to a more serious level as soon as possible,not his good intentions should be carried out immediately" replied the man called the pakde

Pras smiled and nodded.

They talked until nine at night. Then one by one the partying neighbors and Zizi's relatives partially returned home.

"Then sleep is Pras day already night you from a long trip may still be tired, pakde pamit first" he said

"Pakde, can I talk to Mr. eh mas Pras for a moment" Zizi said carefully to the thin man.

"Tomorrow to speak again, son. It's already night. Not nice to note the neighbors will even arise slander if indeed you want to always be both later we will be looking for a solution" said pakde Zizi made Zizi speechless, he was confused why it was this way.