
The next morning, at 05:00.
Nara who was still asleep however, felt if all of that was real. The woman he had met with his friends a few years ago.
Suddenly present and enter through a dream, it feels strange but Nara feels if it seems like the incident continues to repeat until this moment.
You will be united by destiny, and live together with the people God has chosen for you.
That was what the woman said, but a few seconds later. Nara awoke with a hunting breath.
Hu .. hu .. hu.
"Why dream again and dream again, is there no dream other than the figure of the woman!" muttered Nara with a frustrated face she rubbed her temples, because sweat had soaked her beautiful face. Even though he wakes up to sleep.
Huffs.
Nara felt that after the exchange of souls she had experienced. Makes it almost crazy, even if there is no desire to hear the contents of people's hearts. Then come back to life as it used to be, not wanting to be trapped in a frustrating dream, like now.
I don't know who is meant in his dream, the figure of the man who will be his soul mate. Destiny that God has prepared.
"Had it been, maybe it was all just a sleeping flower and .. a coincidence dream," said Nara who finally chose to wake up and immediately see her Mak in the kitchen, which she was in, because his nose is smelling the fragrance of cooking.
Momentary.
"Makkk!"
"Oh my goodness, Nara! Just don't you want your mom to be hit by a blow."
"Like Mak, want a cake, want a cake truck, want a cake iron. Stupid fuck!" answer Mak Rohayah cynically.
"It's not the hunt for a husband, it's even this hour just woke up." Mak Rohaya snorted and spoke in his heart.
While Nara ripped off, when she heard the ravings of Mak Rohaya who cursed her own child, even though in the heart.
"In the meantime, Mak's prospective daughter-in-law is coming. That's why it's a good cook," said Nara who can't stand her Mak behavior.
"Why are you talking about ghosts, Na?" Mak Rohaya felt astonished, because he was not discussing prospective ghosts. Although in his heart he hoped but how could Nara be sensitive?
"Yes, Mak didn't say it, but Mak cursed Nara! Wait for ntar again nongol." Nara's words, successfully made Mak Rohaya flabbergasted because of Nara's words, as if answering what had just been said through the mind.
"Na, wait! Do you really have a candidate?" with a little running, Mak Rohaya tried to ask for an explanation instead of lying.
"Truly Mak, I've been cooking and I'm going to the bathroom." After answering Nara directly entered the bathroom, because the call of nature was no longer able to stand.
While Mak Rohayah, with a big smile. As well as his face exuding happiness, hurriedly continued cooking. He was already impatient to welcome his son-in-law con.
"Eh, but by the way. Who is Nara's boyfriend? What is Angga! A handsome man and also shiny because his face looks like the fathers in the TV show, which he always watched because his face looks like Le men to." Mak Rohaya is like a young man who is in a drunken romance, when remembering and aligning Angga and his idol Artist.
Nara, who was in the bathroom, felt a pungent smell, but she did not let out now. Except for the smell of the charred, and Nara was sure that something was not right. Until he was forced to stop his party.
"What a mess, Mom, it looks like these smells are not right." Nara muttered as she confirmed her toad pants. Then open the bathroom door immediately, and sure enough. The puff of smoke on the stove made Nara run straight away.
Mommy!!!