Tone of Nara
Chapter 3 First and First Love (part 1)

Nada is the favorite girl of the Hermawan family. Not a family of conglomerates but quite a name

culinary entrepreneurs of this country. Tone life is never difficult if you talk about economics. But the life of a fat and big girl like her father is quite heavy since entering the Junior High School. To the tone, insults and bully are everyday food. Being a subject of ridicule and laughter of his friends

it's nothing new. As long as it did not hurt his body, Nada chose to shut up and swallow all of it. Even though his heart is very sick. Although she is often lonely because no one has become her friend, except Sandra, her neighbor and best friend since Elementary School.

In addition to Sandra, during Junior High School and High School, Nada is also close to Pradipta. He is the son of Mr. Henky, the private driver of the Hermawan family, since Nada was a child. Mr. Henky is very close to his master's family. Mr. Henky has one son and two daughters, who are also financed by Nada's parents. Even so, only Mr. Henky and Pradipta were often in the Hermawan residence. Pradipta himself often helps Mr. Hermawan at the restaurant or at home, in return of course. Therefore, Nada has often met him since Junior High.

POV TONE

I've known Pradipta since I was a kid. It could be said that we grew up together, because Pradipta often followed his father to our house. If there is no work, usually Pradipta mas will accompany me to play. He's been very nice to me. Never once did he insult me for being fat. He's the most handsome man I've ever met.

Yeah you're right, I've been in love with her ever since I knew that feeling. Especially in second grade SMP. Coincidentally

we are the same age, but not one school. Several times, Mas Pradipta helped me when bullied by complex children. He always kept me out of the house, and played in the third yard with Sandra. He encouraged me to practice kickboxing to protect myself. He always encouraged me to dare to show dislike when bullied. And therefore, even though whispers, scorn and various bullies still exist, but no one ever hurt me physically. I'm pretty good at Kickboxing.

The three of us grew up together and even went to college in the same place. We managed to get into the faculty of communication at the top college in our city. Of course me and Pradipta are financed by papa. At college we always left and went home three. When Sandra finally had a lover and spent more time with her lover, I always went home and went with Mas Pradipta. That's where my love gets bigger. Although Mas Pradipta never said anything about his feelings, but I also never saw him with other women besides me.

Towards the end of college, my mom and dad talked to me. Apparently they realized that

his only daughter fell in love with Mr. Henky's son. At first I didn't want to admit my race. But my mother is not my opponent when I speak. Finally, I let out all the flavors that were in my heart. Papa's angry that I'm in love with a driver's son? The answer is no.  Papa and Mama are great people who never look down on someone based on social class or job status. To your father, the driver is just Mr. Henky's job.

“Papa wants you to be happy, Nada,” said papa with a smile at the time. Mom's hand was sticking out of my head which was on her lap. Papa and Mama were sitting on the couch while I was sitting on the carpet, making me

put my head comfortably on your lap, talking.

“Mama see, you are also very close to Pradipta. If you like him, marry him. You are old enough. You and Pradipta will be able to continue papa and mama's business. Sandra is now my mother's assistant. If you get married, Pradipta can replace papa,

while you and Sandra can handle the others in place of mama right. Pradipta is a very well mannered and responsible man,” Mama said.  I can only smile. My heart was pounding at the thought of marrying the first and only love man I had.

“But ma, pa, I never said anything about my relationship with mas Pradipta. Does he want to marry me? “ my question at that time with shame. My face feels hot burning.

“What matters is that you are willing to marry Pradipta right? The rest let papa and Mr. Henky

take care of it, yak an ma?” said Papa.

“Iya, Tone. If you are married, we will be calm,” added mama who I only answered with a nod of the head.

On the day the three of us graduated together. After graduation, the Hermawan family and Henky family celebrated our graduation at a restaurant. The familiar atmosphere of these two families seemed intertwined. Prita and

Pipit, Pradipta's brother who sat in the middle of Junior High School and High School, occasionally looked at me who was wearing a kebaya. Both of them whispered and laughed. Something that is no stranger to me. Meanwhile, Papa was engrossed in talking to Mr. Henky and my mother was engrossed in talking to Mas Pradipta's mother. From earlier, Ibu mas Pradipta brightly praised the bag branded mama.

Mas Pradipta glared at his two younger siblings several times, as Pipit and Prita laughed at me. This

really, it warms my heart. But I can only keep silent and say nothing. Pradipta did not ask me to speak at all. If you don't talk to his two sisters, then,

“Ehem... ask for a moment's attention yes,” arrived papa megetkan us. “Alhamdulilah, today we are blessed with the approval of Nada and Pradipta. Congratulations to you both. Then what are your plans?” I just fell silent. I have no plans other than to help my mom. And they know it.

“ Thanks pa, I have been given the opportunity to be able to school and college until now. As such

papa's plan of course, I will work at papa's place. That's if papa's offer still stands. But actually I myself want to continue my studies in Singapore. That's later after I can collect the biata,” said mas Pradipta steady. Yeah, he called my papa with my papa and my mama

with my mom's call, like my parents' request.

“Iya sir Hermawan, I also thank you very much because the father and mother of Hermawan have been well

heart to pay for my children's school. He also saved my life decades ago. In addition to owing my life to my father, I am also indebted to my son,” said Mr. Henky while standing and bowing to Papa.  Mas Pradipta looked at his father with a gaze that I did not know meant. Like there's an uncomfortable flash, thank you and I don't know. Meanwhile Henky's mother

still busy observing the bag of mama, not affected by this talk.

“This Henky sir exists only. It doesn't have to be like that. We are family,” said papa.

“Pa, how about we talk now, mumpung we are all here,” said mom while nudging papa's hand. Papa nodded and cleared his throat, a sign that he was going to speak seriously.

“Father and mother Henky and especially you Pradipta. Of course you know that we have our only daughter, Nada. We also have no close relatives. That's why we want to make sure his future is in the right hands. To that end, we would like to ask Pradipta especially, whether it is willing to accept Nada as a companion. I want to leave a Tone to you, so that we are calm,” Papa said with a smile.

This calmly spoken papa sentence turned out to be more powerful than the thunderbolt. Evidently all who were sitting on the table fell silent and did not move. Even my heart was beating uncontrollably. Maybe everyone can hear it in quiet moments like this. Papa looked straight at Mas Pradipta. The man who initially smiled, now looked down like he did not know what to say.

“Father and mother Hermawan, forgive us if we have not been able to answer now. Everything is too sudden for us,” said Mrs Henky with a smile breaking the silence that arose from the words of papa earlier.

“I personally do not mind Mr. Hermawan. Even my life and my life have been since the beginning, I leave it to my father. I make sure Pradipta who will keep Nada until anytime,” said Mr. Henky cut his wife's words.

“But sir..” I heard Pradipta yelling. Yes I realize, he must have objected to marrying me. He who

so handsome and great, who wants to marry a fat girl like me. I bowed in holding back my tears. My heart was broken before it even grew. Kuremas my fingers while trying to sigh deeply. The mother next to me took my hand and grabbed her. Provides calmness and strength as always.

“Nothing but Pradipta. Whatever the request of Mr. Hermawan, you must follow. Because everything you have now belongs to Mr. Hermawan,”, said Mr. Henky firmly.

“Already, we better talk about this at home,” bu Henky cut mediate talk Mr. Henky

and son. “Father of Hermawan's mother, please, give us time to talk about this all. It was all too sudden for us. Pradipta was just surprised sir, ma'am. We will plan everything well. After all, isn't the male party supposed to propose? So give us some time, ma'am. Pradipta, sir, let's go home. We have a lot to talk about and prepare,” said Mrs Henky with a smile.

“Oh yes, true too. Alright Mr. Hermawan, we'd better beg you to leave. We will soon be sowan

to talk about everything further,” said Mr. Henky with a big smile on his face. I saw Pradipta's face that looked tense and tangled. Meanwhile, Prita and Pipit's faces looked confused. Mrs Henky immediately stood up and greeted papa and mama, then pulled the hand of Pradipta, followed by Prita and

Sparrow. Once again, Mr. Henky said goodbye to us and followed his family. After they died, we immediately went home.

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