The Heart of Old Menjakaka
264. Five times
"Worm time? This is Juna seneng Opa!" Juna pursed his lips. The jump he had stopped then immediately hugged Angga's body. "Call call Mr. Penghulu, Mami same Om Tian want to marry now, Opa."
"Sorry, sir." Tian opened his voice. "There are things I want to talk to Mr and Ms. Sindi."
"Yes already. Come on in," take Angga. Hugs Juna he let go, then stood up and embraced the grandson's shoulder. Invite him into the house.
The steps of the four of them stopped in the family room, there was Sindi who was lying on the sofa while watching television. But the woman seemed to cry.
"Mama why? How crying?" asked Angga astonished while stroking Sindi's forehead. The wife turned her head, looking at Angga and the others. Then he immediately pulled his body to sit down then wiped away the tears on the cheeks.
"It's Mama watching an Indian movie, Shahrukh Khan died, Pa." Sindi pointed to the tv.
"Ah Mama, watch mulu India. Lagian the Shahrukh Khan also, play the movie kok mulu die. Isn't it hot she's burned all the time?" Angga snorted in annoyance, then sat down beside Sindi.
Tian and Nissa also sat down on the long sofa beside them. While Juna prefers to sit on Tian's lap.
"Not all the movies he's dead anyway, Pa."
"But he's never happy when he's in a movie? Mama did not have to watch India. Watch a funny movie, which can make you laugh, do not make you cry," Angga scolded while turning off the TV.
"Not all Indian movies are sad, there's a funny one as well. Mama to bedwetting instead. And Shahrukh Khan's film also has his art. Ask Nissa if you don't believe it." Sindi looked towards Nissa.
"Times?" Angga glanced for a moment at his son. "But Papa see Mama crying mute when watching India."
"Yes, it's sad again. If again the part of the seneng is laughing."
"Ah anyway, Indian movies are mostly belly button shake. Not exciting."
"That's exactly what's exciting. Let Papa see Mama's navel. Good is not. It's like Kajol said Mama." Sindi was about to pull her shirt up, wanting to flaunt her navel. But immediately detained by Angga. Because he remembered there was Tian.
"Who's Kajol?" ask Angga.
"Fight of Shahrukh Khan. Papa doesn't know."
"She's doing a lot of movies, her female co-stars are a lot too. That he's got no bini, anyway, Ma?"
"Who? Shahrukh Khan?"
"Yes." Yeah." Angga.
Tian could only sigh, hearing the insignificant chatter of his future in-laws. Want to directly talk about his intentions came actually, but did not feel good interrupting their conversation. Fear of being disrespectful.
"Had, she had a child too. Three if not wrong. Guys two, girl one. Just as rich we are" Sindi replied.
"That's not jealous? Shahrukh Khan plays movies and kisses girls often."
"Kiss girls too, it's just acting. It's not really that, Pa," said Sindi.
"Where there is acting. People really kiss, nempel kok looks."
"Sok knows Papa, Papa never watches India." Sindi raised the corner of her lips before.
"Kan Papa often see Mama watching, yes Papa follow you watch."
"When? Never a feeling." Sindi's lips curl.
"Oh, Mama don't remember? The pas—"
"Pa, Ma," interrupted Nissa quickly. For a long time his ears buzzed at their unclear debate. He finally had to end it now. "There are things Tian wants to say, hopefully speaking about his India" he said softly. Both of his parents immediately looked towards Tian while folding their lips together.
Sindi and Angga glanced for a moment.
"Have you signed the letter Steven gave you?" asked Angga while staring back at Tian.
"It." Tian nodded with a smile.
"If Nissa?"
"Yet. Wait a minute, I'll get the letter first." Tian lifted Juna's body. He took her to go to the car. Take a prenuptial agreement.
Not long after, they returned. Tian had brought a brown map and gave it to Nissa and her pen.
"Why use all prenuptial agreements, Pa?" nissa asked puzzledly as she opened the map in her hand. Both eyes were rounded when they saw the contents of the agreement. His face immediately shuddered. "What the fuck? Bird cutting? Doesn't that sound sadistic, Pa?" Staring at Angga in disbelief. "Well, how do you want to cut a Tian bird?"
Sindi immediately went wide. He who knows nothing is equally surprised. "Sadly very, Pa." Hit Angga's left thigh. "Papa's got birds together, don't be."
"It's not a problem for Ms. Sindi, Nissa," Tian said. Trying to melt the atmosphere that suddenly becomes hot. "Indeed, the content of the agreement looks heavy. But I don't mind myself at all. Because my intention to marry Nissa was not to hurt her, but to make her happy."
The strands of words instantly made Nissa's chest feel warm. His heart was immediately pounding.
"Oh, Om Tian so sweet! Juna is more dear." Juna felt melted hearing what Tian said, he immediately hugged the man's body tightly.
To him, regardless of anything that had happened in Tian's life, Juna thought that man was the perfect man as a substitute for father.
"Tuh denger, Tian aja no problem really," Angga said by singing his lips. "Udah sign first, Nis. After all, the prenuptial agreement letter was not all from Papa kok, from Steven as well. But what we do is a sign of affection for you. Papa and Steven don't want Tian to hurt you. Papa wants you and Juna to be happy" he explained sincerely.
Nissa nodded. What Angga said made sense as well. He signed the letter on the table.
"Before discussing the issue of marriage, I heard from Steven .. if you were a widower, before being with Fira. So I'm supposed to know, how many times have you been married, Ti?"
It is indeed a past, but when you want to start a new life by marrying his son, Angga certainly must know. So that later there would be no misunderstanding between Nissa and Tian.
Angga was also convinced, if Nissa definitely did not know about this.
"Five times, sir," Tian replied honestly.
Not only was Angga shocked, Nissa and Sindi were the same. He rounded his eyes.
"Buset, a lot of real. Doyan's married or what's that, Ti?" asked Angga while shaking his head. Feeling in disbelief and inexhaustible.
"Your ex-wife has a lot of dong, Ti?" guess Nissa. "But you say, you don't have children yet. Same last wife miscarried."
"Actually I don't have. More precisely they died in the womb. My first wife was also pregnant at the time, but she died of electrocution" Tian said.
"Kesetrum? How can?" ask Nissa. "How's the story?"
"I don't know for sure, because I was at work. I know from my Aunt who works at my house, she said fitting in the room see my wife has been stiffened with a scorching state. But his hand was holding the hair dryer," Tian explained as he was.
"Oh, maybe electrocuted right next hair dryer time," guessed Sindi.
Tian turned to her while nodding. "It's probably so, Mom. But unfortunately in my house did not install CCTV at that time, so it was not found out the cause of the obvious because of what."
"Continue, Citra said that your wife was affected by warts until she died. How many wives are there and how can warts be deadly?" ask Angga curious. Last night, Steven called and told me what he and Citra were talking about. Because according to him, Angga must know about it.
...Kok Om Tian feels again in interrogation 🤣 when his marriage is ey...