
After wearing a helmet, we immediately drove.
"Hold tight!" Dimas exclaimed as he pulled the motor gas, carrying me as if flying because of the high speed of the motor.
"Dimas, I'm scared!" I started to get scared.
"Eat him even tighter his embrace."
I held my embrace again. We have never been on a motorcycle for a long time. Maybe, about ten years ago we were riding a motorcycle together.
On the bike, we talked.
"Dimas, is your mama fierce?"
"depends. Sometimes he's like a fierce tiger, sometimes he's like a tame cat."
"Dimas, seriously!"
"I'm serious."
"Will he like me?"
"Hopefully."
"What if your mom doesn't like me?"
"I think it's important I like you."
I stopped asking. Dimas can't be taken seriously.
"Are you sulking?" tanyakanya.
"No."
"Are you nervous?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Why?"
"I'm afraid your family doesn't like me."
"I told you, the important thing is that I like you."
We arrived at Dimas's parents' house. The gate was opened by a security guard. Then Dimas took the bike in and we got off the bike. I took the helmet off my head, and Dimas grabbed my wrist, took me inside the house.
A housekeeper at Wibowo's house welcomed us and invited us in.
"Dimas, let go of my hand" I said as I removed my wrist from his grasp.
"Why?"
"Then to see people."
"I thought you were still scared. So I'm leading you."
Mr. Wibowo and Ms. Hera immediately welcomed our arrival. We also headed to the dining table. There was his brother Dimas, his name was Surya. And also his wife Surya, his name is Nonita. In addition, there is also the gembul—adik Dimas— which is very funny. Her name is Helena, she's in fifth grade.
Although Ms. Hera was still cold and gave me a wry smile, but I was quite happy that they all accepted me.
At dinner, we were busy talking.
"Imania, how's Fania doing?" ask Mr. Wibowo.
"He's fine, sir."
"From now on, call me 'father', yes," said Mr. Wibowo.
"Good ... Father," I replied with a slight hesitation.
"Call my wife also as—"
Not done, Mr. Wibowo spoke, Ms. Hera immediately cut off the words of father. "Call me 'aunty'. Remember that! You're not my son-in-law yet. So, just call me 'aunty!" said Ms. Hera cold.
"Well, Auntie," I replied with a smile.
Dimas grabbed my hand. "Just calm. Next month, we will get married" Dimas said.
"Well, we'll go first, nih," said Surya.
"What first, Mas," asked Dimas.
"Yes, first have junior, ha-ha," replied Surya.
"Oh, that's for sure. We'll make two at a time. Yeah, right, honey," asked Dimas who made my face meet red.
"Mas Surya's been married how long, if I may know?" my many.
"That's three years. But it has not been blessed with offspring," replied Surya.
"Your mother is too busy. So rarely make it," said mbak Nonita while pursing her lips.
"Yes, Surya. Pity your wife, do not be too busy working, until you forget the time together wife," said Dimas with a faint smile.
"Anyway, tomorrow if Dimas equals Imania honeymoon, we also want to join the honeymoon. We make it together" said Mas Surya while laughing.
Ms. Nonita smiled at Surya's statement. "Promise, you know!"
"Ciyeee? Nonita's mom is really cool, huh!" ledek Dimas's.
"Yes, it's, right, delicious. You will also be thinking. Delicious and addictive." Ms. Nonita said she then ate the food on her plate.
"Well, what's good? Helen wants to, donk?"
Helen's words suddenly made Nonita choke. Mas Surya immediately gave drinking water to his wife.
"Be careful. There's a little boy!" said Mr. Wibowo.
"Loh, why is it? What makes it so delicious and addictive, anyway?" ask Helen innocently.
"Oh, that's ice cream, honey ...." Dimas.
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