The Fall of the Star
Chapter 40 PDKT

At about half past seven, Gio finally arrived at Ayudia's house. He photographed himself in front of the gate and sent Ayudia to make sure he was in front of the right house.

“Iya please go directly to the motorbike,” Ayudia replied in her chat column then she herself had jumped from the mattress and ran small to the front of the house to welcome the guest. God, I don't know why he's in such a hurry. Though it should walk normally will also be fast until because the house is not so big.

The sound of the motor was turned off in the courtyard along with Ayudia who opened the front room door. He commented a big smile while inviting Gio to enter the living room of his house.

“Assalamualaikum,” said Gio while bowing politely and answered with greetings also by Ayudia as their hands shook hands.

“Sit down first, yes. Bentar, I'm calling you Mom. If you have not returned from Mushalla. Usually waiting all isya’,” continued Ayudia directly walked inside to catch up with her mother.

Bu Nani who also heard there were guests apparently had been in the living room and rushed to the living room and had Ayudia make drinks first to the back.

Ayudia also according. He was in a hurry to make ice syrup cocopandan and brought it outside after being taken also a plate of fruit that he had bought from the refrigerator, as well as a plate of fried food. He rushed back to the living room worried that his mother would discuss strange things later with Gio. He must watch closely so that the direction of the conversation remains on the safe path, he thought silently.

“Well, this please drink first. Talk to both, yeah. Mom briefly want to continue the work inside,” said Bu Nani who seems to save the conversation with the Gio. It seems that Bu Nani is the same as Ayudia, not good at meeting new people. But the curtain that separates the living room and the living room was accidentally opened by Bu Nani. He was seen watching television but he was still seen and saw Ayudia and her guests talking in the living room. Until her daughter is still being monitored.

“Sorry yes, there is only this at home,” said Ayudia said soberly. Usually even just fritters doang, continued Ayudia in her own heart.

“Still, that's a lot. Who eats that much?” asked Gio jokingly.

“No can go home before the tree runs out, hihihi.” Unknowingly Ayudia's sentence which was meant as a joke was even ambiguous once heard. It was as if he did not want Gio to come home soon. Geez! Wrong is so much groin.

To the extent that Gio chuckled amusedly at the face of the girl before him it blushed red instantly. If only he could just disappear and vanish.

“I don't mean that. Don't misunderstand me, yeah. In fact, I've been blang to Mom if you want to go straight home, kok.” Ayudia immediately disallowed her words which even made Gio's laughter widen.

“Mas’ anyway? Your mother even told me to wait for your father, loh!” protest Gio while acting pretentious to win by himself.

“Hah? No need! Why did you meet my father too? Obviously, my father will still be long back. Wait Isya’ and that too there is usually a chat session with the neighbors there.” Ayudia protested loudly. Apparently his mother had once said that before being caught by him.

“Ish, I'm a polite man. Where do I want to refute the words of parents, where is this prospective in-laws anyway—“

“Heh! Whahuh? What candidates?” And then Ayudia shrieked in shock at Gio's words just now. Though the man was only joking and intended to tease Ayudia.

According to him the girl's behavior is hilarious too if again angry and menggedumel so. Increasingly makes it challenging to continue bullying him.

“Calon in-law. Well, yes, right? I came here to sue you, He!”

“Heh! Don't be reckless! Go home now! Basic Gio fucking!” gerutu Ayudia nagged as she glared at Gio in order to immediately get up from the sofa and leave.

“Loh, is this me expelled? He said he didn't go before the food was gone, right? I haven't touched it at all, you know. Tuh, the drink is still intact!” appoint Gio to protest for being expelled by Ayudia.

“Ngot caring. Sana drink a spit and go straight home!” yuk Ayudia without hesitation.

In such a situation there was the sound of greeting Mr. Anwar in the middle of the door. Of course he became a bit surprised because there was a male guest and was being pushed by his daughter.

“Eh, wa-wa’alaikumsalam, Pak.” Stuttering, Ayudia answered her father's greetings. He then moved away from Gio and kissed his father's hand as usual when his father had just returned from outside or he had just returned home.

Gio also stood up to shake hands with Mr. Anwar while also giving an answer to the old man's greeting.

“There are guests apparently?” ask Mr. Anwar while inviting him to sit back.

“This Gio, Sir. Temen Dia,” replied Ayudia forced to introduce because she had already met her father. He wanted Gio to go home so he wouldn't see him. But what power, not yet Isya’ his father even went home, not as usual, nih, thought he who now became suspicious that Pak Anwar already knew about the arrival of Gio from his mother earlier.

And finally the two men engaged in a pleasantry chat initially asking about their respective work, then then spread to the affairs of many things, even politics were discussed. Ayudia initially stayed there to keep their conversation safe. It's just that for a long time he was sleepy to hear an absurd chat about the men until finally he went inside and chose to sit with his mother on the front sofa of the TV room. It was his mother's watch the flying fish soap opera.

“I say goodbye first, yes, Om, Auntie. Insha Allah will visit here again sometime, if possible you can bring my mother too,” said Gio who increasingly made Ayudia buyak eyes shocked. What did Gio say? Bring her mother here too? What do you want, try? He struggled with his own mind because he wanted to immediately ask unpleasant questions with his parents.

“Bby, please come by any time. But it's best to be patient, son Gio. Because sometimes you overtime until night if there are orders in a complicated workshop,” replied Mr. Anwar with his friendliness.

Gio then agreed and finally delivered by his parents to the front door. Ayudia waits until her parents get inside and she follows Gio to his bike.

“Udah kuhabisin many tablets of the dish earlier, so you can go home right?” gio asked while commenting on the naughty smile.

“Ish! The guy I told you to go home too. Why until this hour. What have you been talking about all this time? Geez, I fell asleep until I woke up. Geez!” Ayudia couldn't hold back her scolding. He continued to nag while Gio only chuckled amusedly.

The man seemed to fit in well with Mr. Anwar. They can talk at length very comfortably and even make him feel at home not wanting to go home. But of course the wall clock says something else. He can't be an outrageous and timeless guest, right. Can damage his image as a polite young man in front of his future in-laws.

“Ngapain you nagging, anyway? You're not the one who has to talk to me! My people are talking to your dad, really. Just consider me your father's guest, not your guest. Out of stuff!” Gio answered while riding his motorcycle and put on a helmet preparing to start it.

“Eh, continue to mean you were going to bring your mother here too what it was for. Don't be careless! Don't be weird!” Ayudia remembered the thing that had made her quite flabbergasted.

“Oh, if it's a secret between me and your father. Hehehe, I told you that I've been with him, so my business is now with Mr. Anwar, not with his nagging daughter,” lyrics Gio then start his motorbike and nod his head and do not forget to throw a songong smile towards the girl who is now mengedumel himself.

“si Gio! Strangely enough for him!” Saying so, Ayudia closed the fence back to her house and then ran into the house and looked for her father.

“Pak, I made a pact to meet his mother Gio all, anyway. What the fuck?” his protest was now while folding both his hands in front of his chest.

“Oooh it's okay, dong. Let our families know each other and make friends. What's wrong, Dia?” ask Mr. Anwar with his style.

“Yes, Sir. But it could be later considered the same as Gio loh! Later suppose I want again if he suddenly wants to propose me with his mother? Hayo, how?” ayudia protested that her father decided unilaterally anything about his future life. It was not his father's usual nature. Where ever he behaved like that all this time.

“Yes Allah, She. Relax a little. Just talking chatting. Consider it an introduction to a more approach. If finally there is a soul mate yes thank God, but if not already, no problem too, right. It is still a good thing to establish friendship with as many creatures of God as possible,” advice Pak Anwar patiently.

“Bapak is good to talk that way because it is not the Father who will live it alone. Shame of Ayudia, sir. Gio surely now think I again really want to be proposed,” protest Ayudia full of emotion. Really he was embarrassed that until then his father immediately agreed without guarding the image first when Gio asked permission to come with his mother. It was as if he did not sell well at all and was hoping to be immediately proposed by anyone who just came.

“Dia! It's not polite to talk to your father!” reprimanded Bu Nani who was surprised her daughter could speak bravely denied her own father.

“Sorry, Mom, sir. End of He fears Mr—“

“Please, I also understand the limitations, really. You will not make any decisions about you without your consent and talk about it with you first. Take it easy, Dia.” Pak Anwar also tried to understand the entanglement of girls of the age of Ayudia who certainly again complicated matters of his own heart about the affairs of a mate.

Ms. Nani alone whose mothers were impatient and almost scolded Ayudia, told her to immediately bring her lover home so that they do not continue to be a neighbor's talk. Because in their neighborhood, they only live Ayudia who does not have a future husband. No plans to get married yet. Others whose age is already proposed or at least already have a lover who looks to visit his home.

“Ayudia it still senengnya work. That's why he hasn't thought of a soul mate.” So always the defense of Bu Nani when there is a neighbor's voice that finally reaches his ears.

For example when shopping for vegetables or at the store next door meet. Well, that's how social life in the village like their area is. Everyone still feels entitled to comment on the household affairs of others. Each still feels there is something connected to be free to take care of whatever happens in the house of the other neighbor.

Privacy is not appreciated. All in the coin because of his family. Well although there are also many positive sides, such as when there is a disaster, then the neighbors are the cleanest quickly to come to help as much as they can. If you can even sacrifice for neighbors will not hesitate to do if indeed the neighbors are in trouble and need help.

Hearing the straightforward answer from Bu Nani, usually it managed to make many mouths the neighbor was silent could not argue. Sometimes there is also praise nakan Ayudia attitude that is still focused on pursuing his career. But also of course there are still many who signify and say want to introduce Ayudia with acquaintances or relatives. It's like Ayudia's the only girl that doesn't do it.

“If there is an important candidate do not forget to tell us, yes, Ms. Nani. At least let us get ready for the celebration, hehehe. One of the mothers interjected when discussing the arrival of a young man last night at the house of Ayudia whom they had guessed as the girl's future husband.

“Yes, please pray, Mom. We are still getting to know each other. He's Ayudia's coworker at the office,” Bu Nani replied in short, hope no one asks for a more detailed explanation because really he does not know what to answer like because everything is not certain to happen.

“Ready, Ms. Nani. We must always pray for the good of Ayudia. He's a good and beautiful boy, also good at work, so surely his soul mate will also be as good as that, Mom. We'll see later, yeah.” One of the mothers encouraged Bu Nani. Now he became a little avoid to the vegetable maker while still gathering many buyers like that. Let him next time he will choose a shopping time that there is already quiet people to cut the possibility by meeting the neighbors who are the most famous and like to comment on the lives of others, his determination in heart.