
Both Alina and Naina are fixated on Rama saying that the man is in love with his cooking. Cuisine that often made Naina for her sister, but it turns out the sister was even given to Rama.
"Do you like the food I make?" alina asked in disbelief, which made her not believe that Rama loved the cuisine.
"Yes, it's stiff who cooks and I often love food? It's so good and I like it, that's also why I like you because you're good at cooking."
Again Naina and Alina fell silent confused by their own thoughts.
"You're right Ram, when a woman can cook is her own happiness for us as men. Wh why? Because that means our future wife will cook good food every day. And that's also why I like Naina, because of her cooking." Mario is also honest about one of the reasons he likes Naina. His eyes looked at the admiration of the woman before him. He was quite proud to have a wife who was good at cooking.
Naina smiled awkwardly at Mario, she saw the look on Alina's face that looked gloomy. Maybe I was disappointed at something.
"You are good at cooking or not, men are obliged to like it. Wh why? Because we never know who our soul mate is. Sometimes people can only ask for a partner like this, but God determines who we will be paired with" said Naina sage.
"You are right, brother, everyone is different and everyone is not the same. So the tastes of people will also certainly be different including women who will be the future wife of the man himself. The important thing is that women can carry out their duties as a wife, serve the husband, take care of the husband, and certainly carry out their duties as a wife in general."
Naina was silent and just smiled, but her eyes turned to look at Rama. "The job of a wife? While Rama and I are different ages even Rama is my own sister's boyfriend. Wife? Yes I am indeed a wife of a high school boy named Rama, but a secret wife who married in secret as well. I love Mario, but Rama is my current husband. Then what should I do?"
And the four of them ate together with the awkwardness between Rama and Naina.
*****
Next Day
"Well, today's division of Raport, can papa come?" rama said before going to school.
"Look at it later if it's not busy."
Rama sighed, believing that his Papa would not come.
Saturday 15th June 2022. The day where the distribution of reports for all SMA PELITA BANGSA children. The day every student awaits, the day of class.
Each homeroom teacher held face-to-face with the parents of the students at the time of the report division. This is a habit and has become a school tradition in every semester, reporting must be taken by parents. Raport children will not be shared if not their parents or relatives who take.
"RAMADHAN RESTU ALKAHFI." the voice of a woman believed to be a teacher, was calling the name of one of the 11th graders. The teacher was looking for parents of a man who is often called Rama
"Ramadan Restu Al - kahfi." And once again the female teacher called her parents the disciple.
"Rama, your parents aren't coming back?" ask a narrow-eyed man named DENI. The narrow-eyed guy looked at his best friend who was sitting on the front porch of the class.
The person who was being asked shrugged his shoulders. "Where I know, most are busy managing their work. My parents are busy at work, where they want to go to school, a waste of time."
Rama looks so indifferent to his parents. He considered that this had become commonplace and food when the report division arrived. Whenever there is a report division, his parents always say busy working and can be represented to the parents of his friends. That is why Rama did not expect his parents to come.
"Any busy parent if transporting his child must always take the time. But strangely your parents always reason for work," said a yellow-skinned man named RIAN.
"But not with my parents, Ian. Papa never wanted to come to school, even if it was just delivering. Yes, as you've noticed all along."
Rama's eyes remained focused on the flat object in his hand. He likes games the most and there are other activities that make him more interested than having to discuss both parents.
"Rama, surely your papa is still busy taking care of his work. You are patient Ram," said Alina who was there trying to calm Rama.
Rama smiled. "Saking busy mengurusin job until never want to know the activities of his son. But if it's about Gilang it must be fast motion. Patience, yes I will be patient until patience itself explodes into anger if not cherished continue."
"You don't talk about Rama, he's your parents too."
"I know he's my parents, but the way you treat me like I'm not just a kid. I'm lazy to speak my papa." Rama is back to focusing on the game he is playing.
"But I'm sure this time you'll come." Alina believed that.
"Hopefully, we'll see. If papa comes it's an extraordinary event rare seeds that must be captured."
Until someone's hasty steps sound loud in the ears of school children. They looked at who was coming. Including Deni and other friends of Rama.
"That's bokap lo, Rama." Deni patted Rama's shoulder. Out of curiosity, the white man with middle split hair and two open shirt buttons, looked up at him.
"That really bokap me? Tumben's coming to school." Rama muttered but could still be heard by Deni and Rian.
"What I said, your papa will surely come. This is your special day Rama, so your papa will come for you." Alina is happy to see her papa Rama coming to school.
"Special? But unfortunately it's not my special day, but the day that papa will wrath me. Look at it later, I'm sure papa will be angry with me." Rama watched his papa who went straight to class without looking at him.