Wild Roses For Luqman
91. Important

"No problem. Mom also likes Clara." Mama Firda smiled faintly. Now it was Luqman's turn to be shocked. He couldn't believe that his mother could talk like that. While the family of Mr. Andreas is still clashing with each other in confusion. They did not expect that what was originally a joke, turned out to be that serious.

"You don't have to answer now, son Luqman." Mr. Andreas is trying to melt the tense atmosphere. In addition, he also did not want if the answer from Luqman offended his son.

Luqman glanced at Clara sitting in front of him while looking down. Seeing that gloomy face and mixed with a little nervousness made him pity.

'Really, I'm in love with him? Why does seeing her like that make me want to hug her? Do I have to say it now? Or does it take longer for me to get my heart set? Argh, why is this so dilemma me?' Luqman continued to experience inner upheaval, until finally his lips opened and ready to say something.

"Em, I want to strengthen my heart through Istikharah prayer. Because I don't want to disappoint a woman as good as Clara."

Clara looked up and looked at Luqman sharply. His heart seemed to be about to jump from its place, hearing that answer.

"okay? I'm not as good as Luqman thought. There is no need to pray istikharah, because Clara is sure, if Clara is not the best for Luqman mas." With a faint smile Clara said it. To look okay.

"Clara, to us, you are a kind girl. And Auntie really likes you. Now come on, let's go back to dinner tonight. Before it gets cold, and it tastes bad." Mama Firda interrupted their words.

Clara and the others nodded and resumed stirring the food before her. For a moment they forgot an important thing that made the atmosphere seem awkward, and tried to change the topic of conversation.

**

Everyone is now in their own room. They could not sleep, and recalled the moment at dinner last night.

"Pa, do you think Luqman's son likes our son or not?" Lady Anita held her body and looked at her husband who was leaning on the head of the bed.

"Eitherway. According to my own mother?"

"Mama what first. Usually a mother's premonition is never wrong, right?"

"Em, if you think, they both actually like each other. But embarrassed to say it first."

"Sama, papa also thinks like that. Papa's sure Clara hasn't slept. Mama's better go to her room and ask her directly."

"A good idea. Come on, papa guys. We as parents should be the first to know what is going on with our children. Not just my mom."

"Okay." Mr. Andreas got up from his seat, and the two walked towards the room beside him.

"Darling, you're asleep yet?" Anita knocked slowly on Clara's bedroom door, so as not to disturb the other residents of the house. Meanwhile, in the room, Clara who was daydreaming about the incident at dinner last, also jumped in shock because she heard the sound.

"Yes, ma. Just a minute." Rushing he got up from his bed, and walked towards the door leaf.

"Mama, papa. What's up?" Clara watched her parents take turns.

"Are you not sleeping?" Both of his parents looked at his son's appearance from top to bottom.

"Can we go into your room, baby?" Without waiting for an answer from her son, she asked again. Clara finally opened the door wider so they could enter.

"What the hell is it, ma, pa? This hour has not slept. Is there anything serious you want to talk about?" After all sitting on the bedside, Clara finally ventured to ask.

"About what the doctor talked about and what we talked about at the dinner table earlier." Lady Anita started to say.