Not Struggled (R4)
°BDJ 6 : IN ACC

BDJ 6: IN-ACC

“Really, anything we do not like, it may be very good for us.”—Tere Liye

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A large dining table filled with various dishes managed to make two women across generations smile with relief. Although one of the smiles in between was covered in a niqab. After exerting their cooking skills for several hours behind the combat tools in the field called the kitchen, there is a menu of authentic Indonesian cuisine. For example, there is a meat rendang that became the main dish this time. There is also fried chicken candlenut, cap chai, sauteed green vegetables, and friends.

“The kick is so bad if Papa says you. The seasoning is fitting, the texture of the meat is also tender, not over cook.”

“Rendang, right, it is papa's favorite food,” said the princess.

That afternoon they look compact cooking together to welcome the arrival of guests who are said to be old friends of the head of the family. Before lunch time arrived, the dining table was filled with various food menus. Starting from sweet, salty, savory, spicy to the mixture of the four flavors.

“Indeed how many people came, Mah?” The woman who just put the cutlery on the table.

“One, two, or possibly three people. Mama also does not know for sure. Let's ask your dad first. I think Papa has come home.”

Airra took off the black apron that protected her clothes while cooking. The woman hurriedly passed to the main door to greet the husband. Leaving the smiling princess behind her niqab.

Today there will be guests who are privileged by both parents. Alea became alarmed because of this guest who was privileged by his parents. The fear of the arrival of the guest coincided with the impromptu Khitbah like the story that had experienced Omanya—Arkia Salfira Mubaraq. Nevertheless, Alea could not be so bad of a thought either. Who knows, guests who come are just looking to visit.

“Assalamualaikum, my daugther.”

A familiar voice belonging to his first love that is sometimes over possessive and over protective guarding him, is now heard greeting the eardrum.

“Waalaikumsalam, Sir,” Alea replied as she grabbed the back of her father's hand for the salim.

“Kok sir?” protest of the father.

“Yes, right, Papah's Alea's boss in the office.”

The middle-aged man kissed the shoots of Khimar the princess. “There-There's only Papa's favorite daughter this one.”

Alea smiled faintly hearing that.

“Come greet our guests,” said the father later. The man then shifted his position, letting the person behind his sturdy body be seen by the princess.

“Sir Nathan?” Alea was surprised to see who was standing behind his father.

The beautiful man who was still wrapped in his pride uniform smiled charmingly. "Assalamualaikum, miss. Alea."

"W-alaikumussalam, sir." Alea cupped both her hands in front of her chest, clumsy as well as surprised.

Anzar smiled faintly at the interaction of the two. “Come in, Pilot Nathan. We invite you to lunch, so let's go straight to the dinner table,” Anzar said as he brought Nathan to the dinner table, followed by his wife and daughter.

“So you already know each other?”

Having the question fixed on them, Nathan and Alea compactly nodded. “We,” say they are together.

Nathan and Alea were silent at the same time, and threw each other face to face unintentionally. However, Alea first cut off the contact between them. He would rather look at his father. “Sir Nathan is cooperating with our company, so Alea knows him.”

“Once?”

Alea nodded in confirming.

“Then may Papa introduce again the man in pilot uniform this one?”

Alea nodded small. An awkward feeling certainly surrounded the recesses of his heart. Since the first meeting with this beautiful face figure, the man's gaze implies something that disturbs his feelings. Alea could catch that even at a glance.

“So our old guest and friend is pilot Nathan. More precisely the son of papa's old friend, he's the son of pilot Al. Pilot Al this papa pas acquaintance is still single, before meeting mama.”

Alea listened to the father's story with hidmat. From behind the baby blue niqab cloth that he used, disguised a smile. Alea was always happy to hear Anzar tell a story. Across the table, the handsome man could not help but smile. His bead was glued for a moment to the object before him. The object was so eye-catching, it was as if he was a magnet in this room.

After a short flight this morning, he really raced with the time so as not to be late to meet the invitation of Anzar Radityan the other day. The opportunity that he had been waiting for so long full moon should not be wasted.

“Please enjoy home-cooked meals from our kitchen. All this the work of my beloved wife and daughter.” Anzar invited his guests to taste the dishes that had been prepared by his wife and children. “Alea can help pilot Nathan?” tanyanya.

Alea nodded, then the woman changed positions next to Nathan. From the distance that stretched between the two, Alea could inhale the distinctive scent of the male in the man beside her. Although covered in a niqab, his nose can smell fresh between a mixture of citrus, woody, and barqemout. The fragrant aroma that impressed manly also has the effect of anesthetizing the smell of Eve.

“Astagfirullah,” Alea has small characteristics. He almost fell into something that lulled through his sense of smell.

Alea should be more vigilant. Shethan always faithfully seeks a gap in every weakness of a human race so that it is easy to plunge it.

“Nation is enough, sir?” he asked in a small voice, but still clearly in Nathan's ear.

Alea nodded, then turned to stare at the rows of side dishes. He used to serve his parents if he wanted food. As for the size of the foreigners, the sexes of the Brotherhood as well, this was only the first time for Alea. Alea had thought, if in addition to the parents and family she had to serve, then the privilege she would give to the brother who became her husband later. However, it turns out that God has written another destiny. It turns out Nathan got the privilege.

“Try the rendang also nak Natha, Alea herself cooked it.” Airra suddenly opened her voice. Introducing the concoction of the princess who is not inferior to the rendang of the pasture restaurant.

Nathan smiled wryly as he said, “by.”

Tired after working to control the iron bird, it seems to pay off with the service of the woman standing beside him. The load just feels lifted. It feels so plump now. Maybe like this also feels if tired after work, greeted by a beloved wife with full attention.

Welcomed at the door, given a warm greeting on the back of the hand, then will be given a reliever of hunger and thirst for the body that has worked all day. The result of the hand concoction of the beloved wife in the kitchen of their home.

“Astagfirullah,” Nathan beristighfar small when aware if his wish to travel too far.

“Please enjoy, sir.” The soft voice sounded again. Lovely churning like a melody that pleases hearing.

Nathan could not help but smile thinly. As a result, the beautiful man nodded his head while looking down, staring at the contents of the plate that had been prepared by the woman. White porcelain dishes that were empty are now filled with rice, delicious meat rendang, sauteed green vegetables, and several other types of side dishes. The contents of the plate are also neatly arranged, not perfunctory. It was as if the girl's hand was set to prepare the food aesthetically.

When reminded to immediately enjoy his lunch menu, Nathan nodded. He began to enjoy the food made, prepared and served by the beautiful figure with the look of the shar'i with the spirit of 45. When else can eat homeland food that tastes so reminiscent of the hometown, plus made by someone who is very special. Add a special flavor to these foods.

“Sit here, Alea.”

The name owner nodded, then took a sitting position next to the mother, close to the father.

“So, so far how is your cooperation?” ask Anzar, open the chat. They have now moved into the living room.

“Alhamdulillah, fine, Pah.”

“Walking well, Om.”

Anzar mangosteen heard their answer. “Do you take for granted the cooperation offered by my daughter, Nathan? Aren't you afraid of losing?”

“I can still see opportunities, Om. Big or small profit earned, opportunities are the first thing to look for. Because if there is an opportunity, at least we can determine two possibilities in the future, get a profit or just stick to the value of BEP,” replied Nathan straightforwardly.

Anzar smiled faintly. It is not wrong that he acc this man entered his residence. But to enter the door of her baby's heart, it is still a stage of consideration. It wasn't that easy to knock on the door of the princess's heart.

“From what I saw and observed, the Om company was much bolder a few years back. Evidenced by Radityan Crop's stock market that continues to increase.”

Alea was quite surprised by Nathan's observation. As someone who spends more time working in the aviation world, the man is quite observant in monitoring the development of the business world.

“That's all thanks to my daughter, Opanya alone until admitting the expertise of Alea brings the pace of the company rapidly.”

Alea bowed when praised so. He felt that his hard work had not been enough to match the greatness of the father. He is also nothing compared to his other cousins, especially his oldest cousin who is currently in power in two business empires. His cousin was even able to merge two giant companies. Though the position of the two companies is in different countries, namely South Korea and Japan.

“You please chat first, Papa should call Om you.” Anzar said so while touching the shoots of the princess khimar.

“Mamah should also check email from client. Mom stay first yes, briefly.” Airra's turn is on. Alea looked at her parents in confusion. They are not usually like this.

“Cause, dear. Think of pilot Nathan as your friend,” Anzar added before actually leaving the princess.

Nathan smiled a little. In her heart she thanked the couple. Indirectly he was given the consent to approach their daughter.

“Sir...” Call Alea, awkward.

“Hm, you do not need to talk formally when we are outside. You can call me Nathan so as not to be too formal,” said Nathan, as if knowing the awkwardness of his interlocutor. “I also want to offer you friendship. Do you want to accept the friendship I offer?”

Alea jacked up, raising her eyes. He was never close to any brother in his life, except his father and brothers, who were mostly brothers. Call it Arsyad, Davin, Davian, Aroon, Arion, Astronaut, Dawn, Space, Space, and Alaska. However, in his religion is not prohibited to befriend a brother, as long as it is still in the level and does not violate the rules or norms.

His parents never gave him the wrong consent. Once, senior Alea desperately came to the house to invite Alea to the prom night. Instead of giving permission, Anzar who was always overprotective instead made Alea senior battered for daring to invite his daughter to go to prom night. Plus that senior Alea asked for permission in an untrue manner.

But this time the case was different. Both of his parents opened their doors wide for this man. Indirectly they allowed this man to approach his daughter, right?

‘Bismillah,’ Inner Alea in heart. In his lyrics the other person spoke for a moment, before he took a deep breath. “Alea to accept ka Nathan as friend.”

Wallahi, there was nothing Nathan could describe as such a blissful feeling in the chest.

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Sukabumi 07 May 2021

Revision 26/05/22