When I Meet You (Romantic Scandal)
Gay
“Two Weeks again?” Kusumonegoro gasped in surprise. And the response from Marisa responded with a big smile.
“The wedding will be held in this house only, not in the hotel. We make it simple but elegant and glamorous. No need for many important gayeng, is not it?”
Elegant, glamorous, gay? Kusumonegoro frowned. What concept is that?
Kusumonegoro sighed, if there was still his wife he would not be stuck and alone think of Paijo's marriage now.
Marisa who saw Kusumonegoro's face seemed to think loudly whistling.
“Pak Kus just relax, leave all this to me. The important thing is to not forget. I want fresh gudeg, bakpia Pathuk, fried grasshopper mountain kidul, jadah tempe Kaliurang, jenang krasan the same souvenirs typical of Yogyakarta. The amount is not small, at least two large baking pans.”
Paijo and Kusumonegoro swallowed everything Marisa said.
A fried grasshopper two big pans? Make what?
The boy and the father threw eyes at each other. Instead of directly responding to Marisa Paijo's demand.
“If you can know what fried grasshopper to do, Ma?” paijo kikuk said.
“Make in eating, he said it's one of the most extreme souvenirs typical of Yogyakarta. Similar street food snacks in Thailand, the difference there is a frog, cockroaches... In Jogja there are fried grasshoppers and I can boast of that extreme culinary.”
“Yain aja, Jon.” whispered Michelle. “Buruan..”.
Prambudi who was leaning on the sofa also nodded faintly.
“OK, Ma.” Paijo nodded even though in his heart he immediately thought about whether the fried grasshopper typical of the district of mount kidul-Yogyakarta was harvesting or not.
Two big jon... It feels like a lot of work.
Marisa ticked her daughter's wedding prep list on the tablet.
“We continue to costume, marriage contract with white kebaya and use full Javanese custom wedding. For the reception we wear international dresses, while after wedding party we go to Bali.”
Everyone nodded resignedly, not least Kusumonegoro.
“Pak Kus have extra? Or input?” ask Marisa.
“No.” Kusumonegoro firmly shook his head.
“Ngunduh want to be held when, Mr Kus?”
“One month after party after wedding!”
Marisa clapped her hands. “Very good..”
All of his interlocutors immediately gave a smile and pretended to look around.
“Same susan mama finally run, now mama want to call relatives in Michigan and Singapore at a new friend. Ayang cow.” Marisa prambudi chins while leaving the family room.
Prambudi sighed in relief with his shoulders plummeting.
“You mending go find the wind, take Mr. Kusumo for a walk rather than at home. Papa take care of all, you don't have to go dizzy.”
“All you guys go to the station, I want to go home!” kusumonegoro. “Bapak needs to be ready.”
Bener too.
Paijo looked at Michelle, leaving her now feeling very heavy but she needed to go home.
“I nemenin father go home yes, do not need a wedding dress fitting let alone nemenin you fashion show.”
Michelle nodded with pursed lips. “But to room for a minute yes..”
Prambudi and Kusumonegoro twirled their eyes. Especially when Paijo clenched his hands, asking for a break up, Prambudi just cleared his throat.
“Brajamusti meet Aremania gayeng mboten nggih, sir?” tanya Prambudi who likens them like fans of football clubs from Jogja, PSIM and Arema Indonesia.
Kusumonegoro stroked his beard while watching his children wait for permission from the two of them.
“Gayeng, Sir. Many sure.”
Paijo's face was blushing, though once Kusumonegoro shook his hand. Let the lovebirds complain fate in the room alone until the afternoon comes and night comes! Cancel a sightseeing event with Kusumonegoro who chose to join Prambudi check the location of Dominic's company and sometimes the cow.
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