
Now mommy Citra, daddy Marcello and the others chose to sit on the living room sofa while waiting for Al and the girl to come out to them.
mommy Citra did not get to the heart if it had to be angry with the son, but this time her actions not only disappointed her but also felt useless as a mother because she could not lead the son to the right path. he was eager to hit the jar of the son right now but he had not heard the real reason that made his first son bring a girl in his apartment.
whatever the action of Al, if he reaches ti dur with a girl who is not his harham, it cannot be justified by mommy Citra.
not long after daddy Marcello left the room, Al also came out of the room with Dinar by wrapping it even though Dinar had been on crutches.
slowly Al approached towards his family who were looking at him and Dinar. As soon as he arrived in the living room, Mommy Citra quickly asked the two to sit in front of him.
"sit down. "he said briefly.
mommy Citra who had not had time to observe Dinar's face was now starting to look at his face, he was surprised because the girl who was with the son was the girl he wanted to introduce to his first son.
"Dinar" he exclaimed softly staring at Dinar, while Dinar who had lowered his head immediately looked up at Mommy Citra who was staring at him.
"ta-tante."." he was surprised.
"do you know that girl, honey? " ask daddy Marcello to his wife.
"yes, I know you know, she's the girl" she said, answering her husband's question.
daddy Marcello nodded, he understood that the wife meant 'the girl' was the girl who wanted to be betrothed to Al, he did not want to be rash and out of control before hearing the explanation from his son.
the atmosphere of the night seemed gripping even though the lights in the room had been turned on, Al and Dinar lowered their head, Dinar tightened his grip on the crutches in his hand, Dinar is confused to overcome this because only Al is able to explain to his family because he understands the nature of his family, while Dinar, he had never met the Al family other than Azzam and also Mommy Citra
mommy Citra continued to look at the Dinar gelagat that looked anxious, even, he looked down, he saw the feet of Dinar that was still on the bandage. maybe that's why Dinar did not want to visit his residence, he said, but the problem is, how can a girl as good as Dinar be in one room with a single unmarried man.
Al breathed out slowly, he turned his head briefly towards his sister, Azzam, then looked at his mommy and daddy alternately.
"dad, mom." call Al, but the two flinch, still staring disappointedly at his son.
"can you explain to us all what really happened son? " ask momny Citra. she wants everything to be finished that night.
"mom, dad.introduce the girl next to Al her name is Dinar" said Al as he clasped the fingers of Dinar fingers tightly
"mom, dad. Al hope mommy and daddy don't think bad about Dinar first, because the reality is not what you think " said Al, he reached into his pocket of blemish and short then took out something and thrust it to mommy and daddy.
While mommy Citra accepted Al's gift doubtfully, she was confused because her son gave her a marriage book, she asked in her heart who Al had given her.
"this, how can it?" ask mommy stuck when opening and read the name of the bride written there
"yes mom, we just got married, Dinar is Al's wife" Al said
duuaarr
as if something hard was hitting him to make Mommy Citra feel crowded.he did not expect, for the last time, for the last time, the son kept such a big secret from his family as if it meant nothing to his eyes.
even Al's sisters were stunned to hear the statement made by Al, because they knew that Al was a man who had difficulty moving on, or could be said to have failed to move on. but it is unexpected if it turns out that now he is even married.
"how long have you been married? " ask daddy Marcello, although surprised by the son's statement, at least now he can be a little relieved because his son is not what he thought a moment ago
"it's only been two weeks now dad" replied Al.
"two weeks? two weeks is a long time Al, why don't you go tell mommy, and just hide your wife here, you know, mommy to dizzy thinking of ways so you can be acquainted with Dinar, and you know, but now it turns out that you're married" mommy Citra sneered at her throbbing temple, really, no matter how angry she was with her son, she still couldn't be rude, but now he was eager to throw his son in the crocodile cage for hiding something big from him.
"explain to us why you married quietly like this, even for two weeks your marriage remains silent" exclaimed daddy Marcello
Al nodded then began to tell the beginning of his meeting with Dinar, the negotiation of alot about the girlfriend of the temple, then came home, until when they were in the community until forced to marry. everything Al explained at length so that all his family knew what the real story was like.
"so that's the story at first dad, but daddy was calm because we were married legally religiously and country.we also started learning to love each other.if not believe, we also started to love each other, you can ask Azzam directly, he who helped me to take care of our marriage book"
all those in the room gawked in disbelief at the story Al had just told, then his gaze turned to Azzam's direction which was like a cat who was caught stealing fish in the kitchen.
"Azzam also knows about Al's marriage? " ask Bella, she wants to be quiet, but the beer is very difficult to control
"y-yes sister Bell. t-but before I've been back and forth to tell brother Al to talk to mommy and daddy if he is married, but it seems he has not dared to tell mommy, but it seems he has not dared to tell mommy, daddy. even if I say, surely no one will believe because remembering the brother Al who is difficult to approach women, so I help brother Al to make a marriage book, so I will help him make a marriage book, at least if they get caught like this, they can show proof if they are married" Azzam replied stuttering. because when he answered his question to his woman, he actually got an eye-splot from Al.