
Danisha is now on her way to Iwan's house in the Mojosongo area, which is a crowded area full of various food vendors. The two now arrive at a modest house on the side of the road with a grocery store opened in the garage.
Gini ga gaeeesss
Danisha gets off the Vespa and takes off her helmet when a neighbor sees Iwan coming and greets them.
"Mas Iwan, who is it? His girlfriend?" ask the neighbor.
"Yes Mom. This is my girlfriend" Iwan replied politely.
"Wuuihhhh Mas Iwan got a boyfriend from where?"
Iwan just smiled and took Danisha's hand to enter his house.
"Assalamualaikum" said Iwan along with Danisha.
"Wa'alaikum salam" a mother-mother's voice rang out from inside the house and it appeared a mother aged around mama Alexandra wearing a hijab with a shady face similar to Iwan walking towards Iwan and Danisha.
"Mother, this is Danisha Giandra. Nisha, this is my mother, Kinanti Yustiono" Iwan said.
"I'm Danisha Ma." Danisha then kissed the back of Kinanti's mother's hand which made the mother shocked.
"Lho wants Danisha bule to know how to kiss hands?" kekeh Bu Kinanti's.
"His skin is bule Bu, but I have Solo descent" Danisha smiled.
"Monggo sit down" asked Bu Kinanti.
Danisha and Iwan sat on a simple sofa and brown eyes the girl saw some hanging photos showing Iwan graduation, Iwan with his parents and some other photos.
"So this is the girl Iwan dreams of?" bu Goda Kinanti.
"Buuuu" Rajuk Iwan with flushed face.
"Son Nisha, didn't you call me that?"
"No papa ma'am."
"Iwan tuh is not an easy type to like women but these few months always ask mothers to cook a little more and bring two boxes. Is that for Nisha?" kerling Bu Kinanti towards her young son who was manyuning because of his disgrace was dismantled.
"Mas Iwan really likes to bring me food anyway Mom only I just found out yesterday that it's mom's cooking" Danisha replied.
"I'm sorry, Nisha, if mom's cooking is just ndeso cooking."
"I'm not the riwil type of food and mother's cooking is delicious, better than my cooking" said Danisha.
"Son Nisha can cook?"
"Can be good but not very good because mama and Necan, uh my beautiful grandmother always took me to the kitchen. My grandmother wong solo."
"Ohya? But why Nisha's bule?"
"My mom is bule but my dad wong jowo. My sister doesn't even look bule, more to Asia."
"If you can tell, Nisha's family must be rich?"
"Such a relative ma'am. People see us as a money family when we are mediocre. I'd rather live as it is..."
"Nisha likes street snacks Bu, she likes wedhangan and rice liwet lesehan" said Iwan.
Bu Kinanti scanned the girl who had been her only son's dream. Although Danisha's clothes were ordinary, but because Bu Kinanti was used to seeing cloth because her husband's business was batik, she knew that the girl's clothes were branded.
"Son Nisha didn't papa ride the Vespa?" ask Bu Kinanti carefully.
"Lho I even like to ride Vespa because my papa has two Vespa at home. In fact, when papa married his mother, his dowry Vespa pink" kekeh Danisha.
Bu Kinanti was surprised to see Danisha relax.
"My father was the captain of the police in New York, my mother was the same forensic doctor as my father in New York. My older brother became a photographer around the world for National Geographic" Danisha replied without any boasting tones.
"His parents want Danisha in America?" ask Bu Kinanti confused.
"Mum Chew. Papa I'm the police captain in the NYPD."
Bu Kinanti looked at Iwan with a doubtful look.
"Son Nisha, sorry in advance, does Nisha know about Iwan's situation? Iwan is not the son of rich people you know" said Bu Kinanti.
Danisha looked at Bu Kinanti then at Iwan with a confused look. "I mean Ma?"
"Yes, I know Iwan is really in love with son Danisha but what son Nisha knows about..."
"Bu Kinanti, my family is not the type of family that looks from someone's wealth. Mas Iwan even dared to face papa when papa was difficult but yesterday papa gave our blessing to connect. I was just a daughter who happened to be born into an overblown family but in our family never fussed about the couple's wealth."
Bu Kinanti seemed to think. "Danisha Giandra, why is the name familiar" muttered Bu Kinanti. Shortly thereafter. "O God Iwan! This isn't your boss?"
Iwan just nodded.
***
The three people there looked tense at the dining table. After Bu Kinanti was able to master her surprise, she invited Iwan and Danisha to a dinner that had been prepared.
No one dared to open their voices at the dining table and the three ate in silence.
After eating, Danisha was inspired to wash dishes as usual at her home in New York and Solo Baru but was prevented by Iwan.
"Me only. You're sitting sweet here."
Danisha put on a protest face but Iwan couldn't see.
Bu Kinanti looked at Danisha with a confused look. "So Nisha's the CEO of AJ Corp? And Iwan likes Nisha very much."
"It's not too presumptuous because before I received mas Iwan, I did the Istikharah prayer first and the answer I got was mas Iwan."
Bu Kinanti looked surprised. "Till the corner, son?"
"Because at the same time there are two other men who have the same feelings as Iwan mas."
"Are they from a rich family?"
"Rich is relative. Free you rich man if your morals are minus, that's what I value. We must not, as women, choose the best to be our priests until Jannah. God willing it is Iwan who will guide me because that is the answer of Istikharah prayer three nights in a row."
Bu Kinanti's eyes glazed over the explanation of the girl in front of him who seemed to be seriously fighting for his relationship with Iwan.
"I don't need branded goods or luxury homes or anything because I already have them. My wish is simple ma'am, marry a man who loves me simply, have a family and age together."
Bu Kinanti looked at Danisha's face with a calming smile. "Thank you Nisha wants to accept Iwan even from a simple family and orphans."
"No ma'am, I'm the lucky one loved by Iwan."
Iwan who heard Danisha's words felt his heart warm.
I'm the lucky one to have you, Danisha Gayatri Giandra.
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