
after traveling an hour, their car had reached the front yard of Fitri's parents' house.
Simple house that is beautiful and cool in view of the eyes.because there are many vegetable plants around the house planted by Mr. Sumarno using a polybag.
the house is blue with a large yard near the plantation and there are several open tub cars parked in the yard of the house that are commonly used to transport vegetables to the market. and there was a private car Mr. Sumarno who was brought to Jakarta to visit Fitri at the hospital.
when Fitri got home, the atmosphere of the house was still quiet, probably because his father and mother were behind the house or in the garden. because earlier Fitri said that it will get to Cimahi later in the afternoon around 5. he deliberately lied to both parents to be a surprise.
Ahmad, who was the first time to the house of Fitri parents, was amazed by the beauty of nature and the simple house.
Fitri told Ahmad to sit on the porch first while he would enter through the back door after Ahmad took all their belongings out of the trunk and placed them on the porch of the house. Ahmad then sat down on the chair that was on the terrace.
Fitri entered through the back door that was open.he saw his mother was stirring the food in the frying pan. while his father was feeding the chicken in the cage.
in addition to having plantations, Mr. Sumarno also has a small farm that contains about a hundred chickens and there is also a catfish pond near the chicken coop.
Fitri entered by settling - sludge into the kitchen surprised his mother who was busy stirring rendang on the pan.
"assalamualaikum mother" said Fitri surprised his mother.
Mrs Sundari was so surprised by someone behind her that the spoon used to stir her fell down. "astagfirullah haladzim." she looked back.
"ih mother, even shocked" said Fitri pretending to be sad.
Bu Sundari who was surprised by the arrival of Fitri immediately hugged his daughter.
"ay Allah Fitri.you have come home son.when will you get home??" said Ms. Sundari hysterically.
"mother, come sit down first. matiin stove later rendang my favorite gosong."
Ms. Sundari immediately turned off her stove and picked up the dropped vegetable spoon and followed her daughter to a chair near the kitchen.
"when are you going home, baby???"
"buk new."
"oh yes father does not know if you go home.bentar mother call father first yes behind.you wait here" said Miss Sundari enthusiastically.
Ms. Sundari then immediately came out of the house and called her husband in the back of the house.
"sir, mr..father..."
Mr. Sumarno who heard his wife's call immediately approached towards the source of the voice.
"what the hell's up, screaming??"
"that's sir." said Mrs Sundari stammering.
"why buk??''
"Fitri sir .. Fitri..."
"why Fitri??"
"Fitri's coming home sir."
"huh??? go home?? when's home?? he said later in the afternoon just got here" said Mr. Sumarno.
"no. he just arrived at. yuk samperin" said Ms. Sundari.
Mr. Sumarno immediately hurriedly put down the chicken feed he held, then he washed his hands and immediately ran into the house.
Mr. Sumarno did not understand his wife's call.he immediately went into the house to find their Princess's whereabouts.
Mr. Sumarno entered through the kitchen door and saw his son was not there.he then headed to the front room and looked for the whereabouts of his son.
it turns out that the child was in the living room chatting with Ahmad, his future daughter-in-law.
"Fitri" said Mr. Sumarno could not believe seeing his daughter in front of his eyes.
"yes sir" said Fitri then stood up and shook his father's hand and was followed by Ahmad.
pak Sumarno raised his hand and greeted the two.
"when did you guys get to my boy??"
"just now, sir, how are you?? it's healthy." asked Fitri.
"Alhamdulillah healthy son. You have arrived, he said only until later in the afternoon."
"it's also late afternoon sir" Ahmad said.
"yes why don't you guys come to us if you leave early" said Ms. Sundari who came out of the kitchen carrying four cups of tea on a tray.
"let's go have a drink" said Mr. Sumarno, inviting Ahmad to drink.
"yes sir." replied Ahmad.
"actually this is Fitri buk's plan. We deliberately did not know you guys first to be a surprise" said Fitri.
"ih.you are evil ah dear." said Mr. Sumarno.
"how on the road is it stuck??"
"no sir, many are good."
"eh yes Fitri, it was his goods brought in first dong to the room" said Mr. Sumarno when he saw there was a suitcase near the door.
"it was Ahmad's belongings in his room only Dimas dear.kan your brother did not go home. so his room can be used Ahmad to rest" said Bu Sundari.
"yes it is" Fitri said, dragging Ahmad's suitcase into his sister's room and then he put his suitcase into her bedroom.
Fitri was so surprised because the atmosphere of the room so different due to the paint and added artistic wall decoration . he even felt more comfortable in his room. the room he had not occupied for a long time because he had to work in the capital.
Fitri put her suitcase near the cupboard.then she lay her body on her bed mattress.It felt so comfortable and peaceful.
"who designed my room??" inner Fitri. "this is really a person who understands me and also understands about interior design." Inner again.
meanwhile, in the living room, Ahmad was talking with his two future parents-in-law.
"do you really want to propose to my son??" ask Sumarno.
"yes sir, I'm very serious.where maybe I mess with my father's son. right from the beginning I said that I love him very much. but he did not want to be impressed like a hurry" said Ahmad.
"yes already. application first. maybe he needs to prepare mentally for it. because you know himself he had experienced trauma."
"yes sir I understand. I will try to help eliminate the trauma to Fitri slowly.if necessary I will take Fitri to a psychiatrist to treat the trauma in nature."
"we'll see how good it's gonna be."
seriate....