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“Soften your heart to Ayu,” Uti's word to Dipa, because Kawa allows her to spend a moment with family, so Dipa can go home for a moment. Dipa thought about what Uti said. For a long time he had thought about what his Utinya wanted. Uti wants Dipa to be close to Ayu.

Dipa knocked on the gallant wooden door, she deliberately came in the afternoon after getting word if Mr. Wahono came home this afternoon.

“Hai,” greet Ayu shortly after opening that gallant door. Seen in front of him, Dipa's handsome face was without a smile. A young man he had admired for a long time, but in fact his heart was still frozen.

“Log in,” invite Ayu.

“Thank you, Om already home,?” Dipa tailed behind Ayu, Ayu walked towards the side room, seen Pak Wahono sitting there looking at the fish fighting over food.

“Eh, no Dipa,”

Dipa greeted Pak Wahono while looking down, Pak Wahono patted Dipa's shoulder.

“How's Om doing,?”

“As you can see, Om is fine,” Wahono pointed at him and felt very healthy.

“Thank God Om, I'm glad to hear it,” Wahono smiled. “Yu, make coffee for Dipa,”

“Oh no Om, thank you,”

“Nothing, makein Yu, all make papa tea tasteless,” he said. Ayu who was still standing not far from her Papa and Dipa immediately went inside, this is the order of her Papa, even though there is a housekeeper, her Papa likes if Ayu makes it himself.

“What's non,?” one of her household mbak when she saw Ayu enter the kitchen.

“Make coffee mbok,”

“Let's same me only non,”

“No need to make, Papa asked me to make it,” Ayu took two cups, prepare to make his Papa order.

“What is the candidate non Ayu,?” smiling at Ayu, Ayu remains busy with the two cups in front of her.

“What the heck mbok,” Ayu brushed aside.

“Handsome non, it's so cute,” the mbok smiled happily, he saw Dipa when Dipa entered earlier. “If Mbok had a daughter, mbok wanted her to be the mbok's daughter-in-law, but it seems obvious that she could not choose the mbok's son,” mbok chuckled, feeling self-conscious.

“Ih si mbok mah,”

The drink Ayu made was ready, he left the mbok who was in the kitchen.

Ayu placed her drink on the small table between her Papa and Dipa. Then he picked up one of the chairs and sat there, listening to Papa and Dipa chat. Ayu does not stay still, she opens her laptop and checks her work.

“Greetings for Uti, Om has not met with Utimu for a long time,”

“Iya Om, sorry Uti who has not had time to visit Om,”

“Ah do not think about it, the point is that healthy Uti always,” Wahono took his tea cup and sip it, feels warm to his throat. “Drink the coffee,” command Wahono.

“Iya om, thank you,” Dipa grabbed the cup and sipped the still steaming coffee, then put it back.

“So, what are your plans,?” asked Wahono while looking at Dipa, then Ayu alternately. Dipa who got the nodding of the question was still trying to digest it.

Ayu who was busy staring at the screen of her laptop was immediately looking at her Papa.

“Why?  Aren't you both adults,?” Wahono threw a smile at them. Dipa smiled stiffly, Ayu frowned.

“Pa..when Papa takes medicine and rest,” Ayu interrupted his Papa in a subtle way.

“Mboook,” call Ayu on the mbok, feel called. The mbok ran small towards the side terrace.

“Iya non,?” the mbok has already arrived there. His eyes looked towards Dipa who was handsome to him, and sure enough, Dipa was indeed very handsome.

“Siap non, let's master,” si mbok ask Pak Wahono to go inside.

“Let's talk again, Papa can't be late for medicine and rest,”

Pak Wahono raised both eyebrows, as usual, Ayu always dodged when invited to chat about Dipa and their matchmaking.

                        Ayu and Dipa were both there.

“Thank you for coming,” Ayu put down her laptop. Ayu knew that her father wanted Dipa to be his daughter-in-law, and Ayu herself actually hoped that would happen, but she also did not want this to happen if she had to.

“What do you think of Papa,?” Ayu threw a question that just felt calm after Pak Wahono left this place.

“Om Wahono already I consider like my own parents,”

“Not, I mean what if Papa wants us married,?” ask Ayu straight to the point.

“Married isn't about the two of us, so I don't think I can answer that yet,” Dipa replied diplomatically. Ayu nodded with a smile, it was rather difficult to take Dipa's heart. Inipun he already knew, Dipa did a rejection. If Dipa had the same heart, it would not be this difficult.

“Ok, no problem, don't you think,” Ayu likes a smile. “Know what Papa is like,” Ayu chuckles. A little disappointed, yes but here's Dipa. One of the things that made him like Dipa was Dipa's cold attitude.

For a moment there was no conversation between them, the roar of the afternoon wind smashed into Ayu's face. Making her hair sway, Ayu stared at the fish as if chasing in the pond.

“I went back first yes, there was a promise with Dania,”

“Oh, ok..tank you already here for Papa,”

“May Om be healthy soon,”

“Thank you,”

Ayu followed Dipa's steps towards the outside door, the day was getting late. Towards Maghrib, Dipa rode her motorcycle towards home.

                        After dinner, Dania happily changed clothes and immediately walked out of her room. Dipa promised to invite him to hang out in one of the coffee shops not far from his home. It's a pleasure, because this is one of the rare opportunities for him right now. He was always busy with his work.

“I'm ready mas,” Dania stretches both her hands. Wearing white shirts and jeans, long hair left unraveled, a small sling bag of gray color do not forget to complement the fashion.

Dipa nodded, she sat down waiting for Dania to finish dancing and since 30 minutes ago.

“Old yes,?” ask Dania.

“Lamaaa,” Reply Dipa briefly.

“Yes sorry, her name is also a girl,” Dania defends herself.

            The speed of the motor slowly moved away from their yard, Dania held on tightly. It was great to be able to walk with Dipa.

“Mas,” shouted Dania.

“Hehm,?” Dipa just cleared her throat while tilting her head, for the voice of Dania to be heard.

“Tomorrow when I farewell, who will come,?” asked Dania, she could not wait to talk about her school graduation farewell.

“Whose way,?” Pipa asked back.

Dania pursed her lips, wanting to answer to the point, she wanted her mother to come. But in fact, what is in front of the eyes is Dipa and Uti.

“As Same Mas Uti,”

“Ya already right, meaning if not Mas ya Uti,” jawba Dipa.

“Ih,” grumbled Dania, but her voice was outmatched by the roar of another vehicle, so Dipa did not hear it. Dania tightened her hand, leaning her head against Dipa's back. He misses and wants his mother.