
Treeet.
...Berliana is calling...
"Ck! What else is it, kid!?"
...[.Rendy! I can't call Virly! I think he blocked my number!]...
"Certainly? I have to say 'wow'that?"
...[.Uh, semprul! Tell me ma bini Lo, tomorrow I want to go to Jogja with Maura!]...
"Maura? A follow-up to Jogja? Why?"
...[.The proposal! Uh, don't forget! Say the same to Virly!]...
"Dah take the man to Jogja!"
...[.Huh?!?]...
"Huh hoh huh hoh! Be late! Virly took Leo along with Ajie!"
...Clik...
"It's not polite! Maen hang up the phone without a salutation!" gerutu Rendy himself commented on Berliana.
Rendy restarts her bok+Ng on the living room sofa.
Silent, alone.
Completely silent Virly's house without the funny babble of his son alone puppet.
His eyes were looking far ahead. His electric cigarette tasted very bland even though it was an expensive gift from Mr. Gunawan on Rendy.
Her memory goes back to the word after speech squabbling between Virly and Berliana.
"Oh my God, Brother! I'm surprised to be happy! But to me, Rendy is not a bad luck hero!!! Rendy's my life's helper! From a long time ago, since I always felt that Papa Mama is different for both of us!" said Berliana.
"Because Lo is not their real child!!!"
"WHAT???"
Is that Berlin kid a picket? So, she's not Virly's real sodara? Then, what was the story of his life the little Berlin guy used to be? What...is he an orphan, or... a child born out of wedlock? So, if not his son Bu Hilda and Pak Sapto then Berliana whose child?
Rendy's head was filled with a lot of questions.
He was upset, but also sorry for Berliana if what Virly said was true.
But whose child wants to marry? Why bring along the Maura too? Does Maura have business going to Jogja too? Is the Berlin candidate the result of Maura's betrothal? Hhh... Bodo is so! I thought so! Dizziness my head thinking of this mummified life!
Rendy tried to forget all the burdens in mind.
He was eager to let go of all the fatigue in his heart and brain.
Called Togar, his online motorcycle taxi friend who has been for several years like a brother to Rendy.
He went outside the house to the usual tongkrongan basecamp. Gathering with his fellow comrades in search of a cuan is much better than daydreaming alone.
Make a brain butek if constantly at home think Virly's behavior! Thought it.
Riding his wife's matic motorcycle, he left after saying goodbye to mbok Darmi.
"Sir!"
"Yes?"
"Don't go home at night, sir? I'm afraid I'm home alone!"
"Dadeuh! Mbok! I'm home at tenth!"
Mbok Darmi smiled shyly. The forty-nine-year-old is a widow of three children who have been working with Rendy's small family since Virly was seven months pregnant.
It was Rendy herself who invited him to come live with them. Mbok Darmi had just divorced her husband who preferred his mistress.
All three children mbok Darmi entrusted in his hometown in Wonosobo area. They chose to stay with Grandpa Grandma instead of going with their remarried father.
Fear of the cruelty of Stepmother makes the three choose to live in the village but safe without the torment of inner birth. So are their minds.
Meanwhile Berliana, the,...
The girl really understands now.
It turned out that all his anxiety in childhood was answered already.
Apparently, he's just Papa Mama's foster son. Berliana is not a child like Virly Rastanty.
Along the way back to Maura's boarding house, he could only tear on an online motorcycle taxi that took him to the boarding house.
Maura, who has just returned from work while Berliana is allowed to go home half a day after getting word from Rendy that Virly will return to Jogja this afternoon even though he just returned home in hospital.
"Berlin???"
Maura continued to pursue the steps of the crying friend as she walked quickly towards the room.
"What's Berlin? What was? Who would dare make you cry?"
"Hik hik hik..."
"Saying spiel! Oiii!"
"Maura! Hik... I want to marry your father! Come on, apply me to both my parents!"
Maura.
His eyes are perfectly round.
Almost two weeks ago she always urged Berliana's answer about her desire to make Berliana as the Mother of the Half. Married to his father, Mr. Gunawan CEO Matta Network who has been a widower for quite a long time.
"really? You're no longer kidding me, are you, Ber?"
"I'm serious! I'm serious, Maura! Hik hik hicks..."
"OK, okay. As soon as."
"Tomorrow! I want to go to Jogja tomorrow. To my parents' house to discuss my marriage to your father!"
"OKAY. Good. I'll call Papa!"
"Hik hik hik..."
Berliana cried while lying down on the bed of a large boarding house Maura.
That night Maura moved quickly. Her dream of having a stepmother the same age will come true.
Berliana who is kind and has become his best friend was finally willing to marry his father.
Maura is very happy.
While Berliana had said the thing he was waiting for, Maura did not want to miss this good opportunity and immediately asked her for a holiday tomorrow.
...[.Maura! How could Papa take a sudden holiday! Papa's meeting is scheduled for tomorrow, baby!]...
"Say Miss Radisty, cancel all Papa's schedules! Maura won't forgive Papa until Papa refuses Maura's last request!"
...[.Honey, why do you talk like that?]...
"Do you know? Berliana wants to be Papa's wife! Tomorrow we're going to Jogja, to Berliana's parents' house!"
...[.Jogja's? Tomorrow then? It's far away, Maura! Please, Honey! It took me a long time to get back to Jakarta!]...
"Papa can take three days off. Tomorrow morning Maura pick up Papa at home!"
Clik.
Maura hung up her cell phone. Leave Mr. Gunawan in the reading room of his big house.
Berliana would marry me? That sweet girl of Maura's age?
Gunawan is confused. His heart is happy or sad, he cannot choose.
One side there is a pride of its own certainly. He's getting married again. Even with a young girl like her only daughter.
But on the other hand, he was also afraid. Fear of the household is just a toy experiment Berliana later. Especially the age of those who are far away. Twenty-five years. And she deserves to be Berliana's adoptive parent rather than her husband.
But Maura, if he has a strong determination and desire, can always happen and what he expects to succeed, the average result does not disappoint.
Gunawan already understands Maura's character a lot because he is her Papa.
Tomorrow to Jogja? Means I have to call Radisty to immediately cancel all appointments and also the work schedule that has been conceptualized.
Gunawan immediately contacted Radisty, his personal secretary and said that all schedules were booked first. He wanted to take three days off because there was important business. That's how he said on the phone to Radisty.
Lucky tomorrow and the day after the schedule is not too crowded. So that Gunawan freely for holidays as Maura wants.
So Gunawan can breathe a sigh of relief.
Why am I happy at last? Is it because soon there will be a woman who fills my days after marriage? And Maura promised to return to this house. Hhh... Thank goodness! Chintya, may you be happy to hear I'm getting married again. This time, the woman I will marry is the choice of Maura, our daughter. I hope my life will be happy until death do us part!
Gunawan prayer in the heart.
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