Three Generations of Sultans
130. Blue Tent

...Happy Reading's...

Arka immediately drove his car and activated the GPS from his phone, because he had never gone to the village of Nesti.

" Gosh, the phone's not active, there's no signal in this area."

Arka looks riled because the network on his phone was lost, his GPS could not function properly so, he finally chose to go down and ask Hesti's address with local residents.

" Owh. This is still quite far away mas, the village behind the hill there." Said the Citizen Arka asked.

" Thank you, sir."

" Everyone." Answer them kindly.

" Oh my goodness, Hesti? it's still good that you live in the city, if you live here it can be crazy I hold back the miss." Umpat Arka again continues his journey.

After a few hours had passed, there was a schoolboy who kindly wanted to show Hesti's house there.

" Om..Hesti's house is at the end there, just keep going, the biggest house is his house, my house still has to go up again." Say the boy.

" Thank you deck, will you anterin all the way home?"

" No, it's hard for cars to get there."

" Alright then, this is for your pocket money yes, thank you very much for helping om, study diligently ya."

" Yeay. thanks to you." The boy immediately ran cheerfully while waving two money depicting the duo of fathers.

With a smile that expands Arka road through the path, his car he parked on the edge of the main road, do not forget he tidied his shirt, fortunately he had chosen to use neat clothes, he chose to wear clean clothes, so he looks sick when he meets the future in-laws later.

But when he got near the end of the house, he was fixated on the spot, his legs seemed to relax, his knees suddenly hurt, his soul was torn, and his head immediately pulsed.

Why is there a Blue Tent?

" God... Was he really being betrothed?"

" Oh my God... Just now I want to start again, one ordeal has not been passed, why is there a next ordeal?"

Arka directly leaned his body on a large tree, and gradually his body sagged and squatted on the ground.

Hesti.. said you love Om, why don't you fight first with om?

Over time Arka's shoulders looked up and down, her hands were shaking, her tears were flowing profusely, she finally hid her face between her legs.

" O Lord..why should I feel the pain of love, for the second time?"

" Why do I have to get this sick?"

" When I fell in love with him, falling deeply, why did it end this way?"

" Hesti... Why are you evil as Om?"

" Hesti.o.m not willing you to stay with another man."

" Arrhghhh!"

Arka screamed as hard as she could, there were even some people who had looked at her, but because they were busy doing their activities at the Hesti house, so they ignored Arka just like that, because the distance was quite far too.

When there were several motorcycles passing by and glazed over him, he tried to get up and wipe his tears.

With the road limping Arka chose to return to his car and shed his tears back by putting his head on the steering wheel of the car.

While the hesti house is indeed a lot of people, laughter sounds crispy boisterous there.

" Hesti.. buyin mother ginger same milk diwarung yes, which is a lot, I want to make wedang ginger."

" Ready to open!"

" Wear the motor let the spout!"

" Well, Nyai's mother."

" No need to snack, later!"

" Gosh mom, Hesti is a grown-up buk, use the show talking snacks again, but somay mang Engking is still selling is not buk?"

" Go there quickly!" Shouted his mother.

" God...don't be so fierce! kasian's gonna be mom's daughter-in-law scared!"

" Heleh.. kayak no one wants to be with you, from the first single aja continue, others Lebaran go home bring prospective husband, you go home just bring cake doang!" Bait Hesti's mother while glaring annoyed.

" Father mother onion, BYE!"

Hesti chose to take the key of his motorbike and passed away rather than having to hear the babbling of his mother.

But when he wanted to enter the main street, he accidentally glanced at the car parked on the side of the road.

" Whose car? is it running out of fuel?" It is rare for a car to stop there.

" But I know the car?" Hesti turned back his bike, and glanced at the license plate.

" Gosh... Is he Arka? or was the car stolen? but what's parking near my house?"

Finally, Hesti stood up his motorbike and walked closer to the car.

Tok..

" HESTI?" Arka opened the car door.

" Oh, what's up here?"

" Dear..."

Arka immediately hugged the body of Hesti who was sculpting in place without caring about the surroundings anyone saw or not.

" Om why?" Hesti gently rubbed Arka's trembling back.

" Hesti..why do you have the same Om, he said you love the same om right?"

" Yes.but..."

" Why don't you struggle with our relationship? have you just given up?"

" What do you mean by Om?"

" Hesti, if you really love Om, and you want to accept Om as he is, Om is ready to ask you to your parents, but please, no matter how he's a baby, baby.."

" I know Om, but..."

" Then let's just take it with you, I want to see your parents?"

" Yes..but what now?"

" When else, before it's too late for Hesti, I don't want our relationship to end here."

Arka immediately pulled the arm of Hesti walking hastily towards the yard of his house which was still a lot of people.

" Where's your mother?" Ask Arka with a face that is still flushed.

" Tomorrow Om, I'm still off until the day after tomorrow."

" That's fine, Om won't let you belong to anyone else, other than Om!"

Arka does not want her love to be owned by someone else because of her delay.

" Whose is it owned?"

" Yes the one your parents betrothed?"

" Matchmade? what do you mean?"

" When Ijab Qobulmu event, why has the Blue Tent installed in front of your house!" Bumpat Arka with burning emotions.

" Hesti..where ginger equals milk order ibuk!"

Soon, middle-aged mothers appeared who immediately squinted their eyes when they saw his daughter's hand held tightly by a man.

" Of Arka, this is not what Om thinks, I'm not in...."

" That's your mother!" Arka immediately pulled his arm closer towards the woman with a fiery spirit regardless of what Hesti said.

" Hesti.. Who is he?"

" Mom sorry before.but I love my mother's son as sincerely." Said Arka which made Hesti close his mouth which suddenly hooked.

" What? love you said?" Her mother immediately flicked her hair and sharpened her ears.

" Om..dengerin first my explanation!" Hesti whispered beside Arka's ear.

" Don't I want to lose you this time!"

" Om.. Am I not getting married?"

" Then the Blue Tent?"

" That's the TPS tent, the polling station, my father's the chairman of the LURAH election committee!" Said Hesti while emphasizing the word Lurah there.

" HUH?" Arka was no less panicked to hear it.

" Hey you.. What did you say? Love my daughter? here-here..we're talking inside!" Said Hesti's mother as she flicked her finger towards Arka.

" Come with you Om!" Ledek Hesti while holding back a laugh.

" Hesti.. Is your mother fierce?"

" Woah..no more om!" Hesti put on his serious face.

" That's your father?"

" Especially the father, waaarrrbyasahhh!" When it comes to dramatizing the atmosphere, Hesti is the universe.

" Hes...if Om goes home first how?" Arka's face suddenly squeezed.

" Woi... get in you two!"

Finally there was the sound of the screams of his mother from the inside, which made Arka inhale the air around the house of Hesti as much as possible to prepare mentally in the face of prospective in-laws.

... "Behind His destiny, it is better to wait in faith. Behind His secrets, it is more appropriate to strive for improvement. And behind his rahman, always miss in prayer." ...

Don't forget the thumb is bestie, we love happiness first for bang duren same Nesti huh?