THE UNIVERSE IS FOLLOWING US
CHAPTER 216

"Fan, do you want to talk to me for a second?" said Cahyadi's mother with a serious mimic.

"Well, ma'am," while finishing her meal.

Typhoon is now in the living room with his parents.

"Look, Son. I've been thinking about this for a few days. About your proposal and marriage with his son Laksmi. I see he's a good boy, polite and smart. It's just that I still feel like something's stuck in my heart, son,"

Typhoon frowned. Echa was the mother's choice at the time. He was fascinated by Echa. He accepted the girl because of her mother's request. But somehow her mother suddenly said that.

"Actually there's another girl I've disguised for you. Do you remember Ayla? what you have loved since college. Mom used to come to her house. But a few days ago I went back to Ayla. They've moved on, son,"

The storm was a little bit upset. All this time he considers that his mother does not like Ayla, the girl of his heart.

"Have you ever been to Ayla?"

"Yes, son, you remember when a mother wanted to see her son get married before she died,"

"But why are you telling me this now?"

"I'm sorry mom, son,"

"You don't have to apologize, Mom. They are the only ones who do not know themselves. Already in the love of fresh air even nolak, anyways they are not worth us, Mom," Mr. Cahyadi appeared in the middle of the chatter of mother and child.

"Is it because the news about Echa and me getting married made them leave?"

"Whatever it is the father is more respect with his son Lakshmi than his son Ismi," Mr. Cahyadi firmly.

"Have you told your son Rahmat?" ask Ms. Cahyadi.

"Here it is, but he said he wanted to go home to bude Darmi, even though our house is more comfortable than a bude house," said Mr. Cahyadi.

"He grew up there, sir," said Ms. Cahyadi.

"Yes, it's been ten years that he hasn't come back here. Mumpung Taufan want to marry," added Mr. Cahyadi.

"Fan, do you remember Panji, Grandma Darmi's granddaughter?" ask Ms. Cahyadi.

"What's got that honey factory, huh, Mom?" Ms. Cahyadi nodded.

"I forgot to remember, Mom,"

Typhoon left his parents in the living room. He pulled his feet towards the front porch of his house. He was on the edge, but Ayla was disturbing his mind. The girl he loved since studying at the famous University in Jogjakarta. Ayla is very far from her age. Even under Echa.

Soon she will give up her status from single to husband. The husband of a woman who is not very close to him. Maybe for some people this is ridiculous, but for the sake of his devotion to his parents he is willing to express his feelings for Ayla.

Ting!

"Congratulations, brother Afan. May be a sadinah family mawadah warahmah. Sorry, Ay can't come," a message from ayla on Taufan's sosmed page.

Some congratulate her on her wedding plans with Echa. Although some of his friends know that Typhoon is chasing the love of an Ayla.

"Where are you, Ay?"

"Somewhere I'm sure I'm here is fine" Ayla replied.

"Well, I want to meet you, okay?"

There was no reply from the girl. Afan gets more agitated after replying to Ayla. They never date, but at least Ayla knows how Afan feels about her.

...****...

The banner arrived in front of his grandmother's house. Old house that is still maintained until now. The man put his backpack on the doorstep.

It appeared that a middle-aged man was walking in a hurry approaching Panji. The man who called himself Mr. Sopo greeted Panji.

"Mbah's house is still the same as it used to be, Mr. Sopo. Nothing has changed at all,"

The pennant stared at the house across which looked crowded.

"That's Miss Lakshmi's house, isn't it, sir?"

"Yes, that's Miss Lakshmi's house,"

"What's so much, what's in there?"

"Non Echa's getting married, three more days"

"cha? that fat Bu Laksmi's son?"

"Now no longer, she is even beautiful and fashionable now. In fact I heard he worked in Jakarta and went home to get married,"

"Oh,"

"Why am I so curious about the show, huh?" batin Panji's.

"Son Panji please come in,"

The banner entered the house made of wood, all accessories are still well preserved. Only the kitchen has been replaced with a cement wall. His grandmother used to maintain a smoke kitchen. Why is it called a smoke kitchen? because his grandmother would rather cook with firewood than use a stove.

Food cooked using charcoal or firewood has a distinctive flavor and aroma, in contrast to food cooked using a stove. Older parents are more trusting of all the traditional.

"There used to be an earthquake that shook Jogja. Many houses are damaged one of these kitchens. These are the ingredients using his son's money, Ms. Laksmi. At that time non Echa work in a new fitting building shop finished High School, then,

I, Ms. Laksmi and non Echa often clean this place. Especially the Panji room,"

Panji stood at the door of his room. Room that fills his childhood to adolescence. In this room she is often the teacher of Echa, the little girl she has been raising since infancy.

"You're a big boy, Cha. Soon to get married. God, why does it feel like something's heavy?"

Panji found a photo of a girl wearing a high school shirt. There was a small letter near the photo. He must have read Echa's letter first.

Brother, Echa has finished High School. Later Echa wants to study at UGM, if Echa has finished college wants to go to Jakarta find Kak Panji. Echa wants you to see my success later. Thank you for your motivation all along.

If there is no sister, Echa will probably stay in class for the second time.

"It right?" Panji rounded his eyes when he knew who Echa really was.

...****...

"Will you marry again?"

"Yes, why? mama is also young, so it's natural to find another partner,"

"Who's same? why have we never been introduced to you?" said Feri.

Both Vira and Feri were shocked when mama Dewi announced she had a new partner. Of course this is shocking news because the Goddess mama never introduced her partner to them.

"Together with me," a man appeared before the extended family of Goddess Savitri.

"Om Dirga!" Vira pinched her forehead when she found out who her stepfather-to-be was.

"Yes, I am your future stepfather," Deka casually hugged the waist of the Goddess mama.

"The virus!" The goddess was shocked when Vira walked upstairs.

"Dirga how is this?" said Mama Dewi.

"Still according to our plan, sister Goddess, you take it easy,"

"Not our plan, but your crazy plan," the Goddess released Deka's hand from her waist.