The Heart of Old Menjakaka
118. Very cruel to us
"Ma ... Mama why? How are you getting so nervous?" asked Angga while stroking the back of Sindi's hand.
They are now in the car to Fira's house and Sindi seems worried about something.
Sindi. "It's okay. Mama's just looking for the right words later. So as not to hurt Fira and Mama."
"Let's help you talk, Mama take it easy." Angga smiled sweetly, then kissed Sindi's left cheek. "Oh yes, Ma. How about we have a party tomorrow for Steven and Dedek Gemes?"
"What party, Pa?"
"Wedding party. So many know Steven's married."
"Should you wear a party? Are they married?"
"But, yes, it should. Steven's our youngest son and he says they got married impromptu too. Papa's sure they haven't been restored."
"But how will Fira feel later, Pa? The wedding was for him and Steven. The ring for them is already there and Fira has also fitted the wedding dress."
Fira wanted to marry, before Steven had an accident—he kept whining asking to do the fitting of the wedding dress. Sindi who felt unable to finally obey him. If the suit problem for Steven of course Sindi knows the size, so at that time Steven was not told at all.
"Fira Mulu, whatever Fira. Our daughter-in-law Dedek Gemes. How is this mom, anyway?!" Angga snorted annoyedly. I don't know, every time his wife says Fira's name, it feels bad. "That should be thought of as the feeling of Dedek Gemes, Ma! She married Steven 3 months ago but only yesterday we were known!"
Suddenly, the emotions in Angga's chest peaked, but he was still trying to control his tone so as not to be too loud. Fear of hurting Sindi.
When it comes to the image, he is so offended. Angga wants not only him who loves Citra, but everyone.
The tears that Citra once dropped when meeting in front of a public burial place made Angga's heart touched and he did not want the girl's heart hurt again.
"And .. keep in mind, at least Fira still has a mother! While Dedek Gemes ..he is an orphan, Ma. It's also bad."
"Yes yes, Mama knows. Mama is sorry. Papa don't sulk." Sindi looked at Angga who was frowning, suddenly her feelings became unpleasant.
"Ngapain apologizes to Papa. Apologize to Dedek Gemeslah. Mama indirectly hurt her, you know. If he's horrified, he'll be crying." Angga crossed his face and turned his face away.
Sindi just heaved her breath heavily.
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Before long, the black car stopped at a simple house. Not too small and big, it means medium. It was white and there was a small gate in front.
Beside the house there are 15 rows of rented houses. The rented house was owned by Sindi and coincidentally Mama Fira became her manager. If anyone wants to contract or pay rent directly to him, then after that sent to Sindi.
Fira who was sitting on the terrace that had been waiting for it immediately walked quickly towards the gate, then opened it. He certainly knows the Angga car because it is often used by Sindi.
"Good afternoon Om and Aunt, you've finally arrived" said Fira with a sweet smile. He immediately hugged Sindi who had just gotten out of the car.
"Good afternoon too, Fir" Sindi replied. "You're so pretty." Sindi watched Fira from bottom to top.
The girl was wearing a pink sleeveless brocade dress. Length above the knee. Her face was wearing full make up.
It's actually not the beauty that stands out from Fira, but sexy. The clothes on his body were so repressed that the curves of his body were visible, also with the cleavage.
"Thank you Auntie, what's that Auntie bringing?" Fira pointed to what Bejo was carrying. A red bag and a large paperbag.
"That's fruit and there's clothes for you."
Fira's eyes immediately sparkled. "Tante's a hassle, thank you, you."
"Come in Om and Auntie." Fira walked first, then followed by Sindi, Angga and Bejo.
"Good afternoon Aunt Sindi! Good afternoon!"
Angga suddenly stopped his steps in front of the door, as well as Bejo. Sindi and Fira went inside first.
"Somebody said that, who, yeah, Jo?" asked Angga while turning to Bejo who was beside him.
"Maybe—"
"I am calling! Me!"
Angga immediately turned to the source of the voice. And at once his forehead flinched because the origin of the sound turned out to be from the Kakaktua bird in the cage. Hanging on the porch. The color is pure white with a yellow crest. Pretty big and looks pretty.
"So you said hello?" ask Angga curious. He also walked closer to the bird cage. Even put it down and put it on the table.
"Yes! Right yeah!" said the bird while nodding.
"Who do you have birds? Fira?"
"No!" The bird shook.
"Then?"
"Have the Pied Nose!"
"Who's the Pinch?"
"Tian!"
"Who's Tian?"
"Fira's boyfriend!"
"Fira's boyfriend?" Angga's forehead flinched. "Did Fira have a boyfriend?"
"Yes! Got it! They also often—"
"Father!" shouted Sindi who stood at the door, she interrupted the speech of the Kakaktua bird. "Why play with birds? Not in?!"
Angga immediately turned his head towards Sindi, then nodded obediently. "Yes, Papa's in." Quickly Angga caught up with Sindi who entered the house and headed for the small living room.
"Please sit Mr. Angga" said a 50-year-old woman. She's Nurul, Fira's birth mother. The clothes she was wearing now were exactly the same as what Fira was wearing.
Angga nodded, then he sat down on the long sofa beside Sindi. Fira and Nurul also sat on the long sofa beside them.
On the table, there are so many snacks. From starting fried beans, pandan brownies, cassava chips and fried bananas. Everything is neatly presented on the table. There were two cups of tea and coffee as well, there was still a lot of steam in sight.
"So ... what is your arrival?" ask Nurul curiously. Fira who was sitting next to him already seemed to be blushing once, even he was unceasing to keep smiling. "Would you like to discuss Steven and Fira's marriage?"
"Papa and Mama are crazy, huh?" There was the sound of the baritone of someone who was in the doorway. His voice that was quite blaring like a toa then made the four of them turn their heads.
He is Steven. The handsome man stood with the image he embraced on his shoulder. Soon the two went inside. But actually Citra came in because it was attracted by Steven's arm, not by his own will.
"Isn't it clear that Citra and I are married? Why are you so cruel to us?!" angry shouting. Steven's jaw was hard. The glare of his eyes was so keenly staring at Sindi and Angga.
...Dih, what the hell, Om. Crazy people 🙈 dateng-dateng not say hello but even angry....
...Poor Mama Sindi with Opa Angga 🤧...