
In Danu's room..
Danu threw her body on the mattress staring at the ceiling of her room.
"Come on you why the hell gini so much with me, even if you don't want to see me. Please Ica just once, look me in the eye I see how much this feels for you", muttered Danu, Her heart felt so broken, until the last second Ica still refused it, even before Ica wanted to try to get to know herself further.
Danu got up from her sleep walking towards her study table. Danu sighed and threw it away violently, trying to pour her heart out on a piece of paper.
*K**u adores you, gives you a sign of love,,,
but you always ignore and you ignore my race*,,
Maybe I'm not charming, so you're not interested in me either
But..
Have you seen the contents in my heart ?
What a heartfelt love this has for you
And what a great sacrifice this is for you.
Aren't you the least bit moved by me ?
And gave me a sign of love,
So that not a single bit of my sacrifice would be in vain.
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After the morning prayer Ica out of his room approached the mother of Lidya who was busy making breakfast with bik Ipah.
"What do you cook for ?" Tanya Ica while embracing the spoiled waist of Lidya's mother.
"Now make some fried rice, son." Answer Lidya with a smile.
Where's father bun ??
"There's a room baby, maybe it's a bath." Lidya replied as she directed her eyes towards the room.
"Yet". Whine Ica for a moment. Lidya just answered him with deheman, without looking at the child. .
"Bun..... Yuk street, yuk street,
Ica Bosen really has a week off, but we're just home." Ica's whine shook the mother's waist.
"Dear baby, you'll ask dad.
you sit there first, gih,
Ica disturbin mother cook nih", lyrics mother Lidya towards the pan.
Herman walked down the stairs with a cell phone stuck to his ear.
"Ohh yeah bang, ok later we discuss this further, not good talking on the phone." Herman then ended his phone call.
Ica turned to look at Herman's father who was so serious talking through the phone plane.
"Ehhh, morning dear father." Herman's father greeted Lidya and Ica with a kiss on their forehead.
"Who's calling yahh ? it looks serious".
Tanya Lidya was curious.
Ohh, that's wirawan's bun. bang.
"Hmm." Lidya replied with a nod, he already understood what the topic of conversation of the husband and bang Wirawan.
"Who is yahh ??" ask Ica who has never heard the name.
Herman and Lidya stared at each other.
Lidya then nodded hinting at the husband to explain.
"Hmmm, you finish your breakfast first baby, after breakfast I'll tell you." Herman stroked the child's head gently. Then he was nodding by Ica.
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"Miss..." Call Herman's dad when Ica is just about to climb the stairs to her room.
Ica turned around and Herman simply patted the empty space of the sofa he was sitting on, hinting Ica to immediately sit next to him.
"What's dad ??"
"Mmm, I want to talk about the important things you want to talk about". Herman said after a long sigh, the doubtful and anxious strokes were so clearly drawn on his face.
Ica just looked at her father in surprise and nodded her head.
"What makes you so depressed.What is this ??" think Ica.
"Honey who called it was om Wirawan, a friend of father and mother since a long time, even oma and opa are very close to om Wirawan and his family." Herman was later.
Ica just kept quiet and nodded her head occasionally, and continued to stare at her father who spoke.
"When Sinta's aunt wife om Wirawan gave birth to a son, oma and opa were very happy to welcome the child and opa wanted that one day when your mother gave birth to a daughter, she said, the boy was betrothed to his son om Wirawan".
Deg, Ica's heart jolted at her father's words.
"Om Wirawan and his family were very happy with the desire of opa, they then agreed to the match." Herman paused his sentence.
Ica continued to listen to what the father had to say, and at once her expression changed to hear the word matchmaking.