Duhai Wanita

31. The House of Rahadian 1

After the prayer Isya Budi called her mother.

“Assalamualaikum, ma.”

“Waalaikumsalam, Budi.”

“Which business, smoothly?”

“Alhamdullilah smoothly, ma. It's settled just waiting for the work of the architect.”

“Sgratitude.”

“Ma, this morning Mr. Reno said he wanted to apply for Teh Rima.”

“When Bud? Kok Rima didn't tell mama, huh?”

“Pak Reno says next week. Mr. Reno has spoken to teteh, but he was silent just not to say anything.”

“Let's mom ask teteh. Continued means backtracked dong show ngelamar Poppy?”

“Nothing, mah. Anyway Budi has not been to Pak Rahadian.”

“When do you want to Pak Rahadian?”

“Tomorrow afternoon, ma. After returning from Bandung, Budi first stopped by Pak Rahadian.”

“Don't forget to buy his souvenirs. Bolu roll B***** on Riau road is good, buy that's it. Buy some flavors.”

“Ya, ma.”

Suddenly Poppy came into Budi's room. Give a sign to wait. Poppy sat on the end of the bed.

“Yes already, mama wants to talk about a proposal to father. Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam,” Budi hangs up his phone and sits next to Poppy.

“Whose phone, Mr Budi?” ask Poppy.

“Nelephone mama, tell me if Mr. Reno wants to come to propose,” said Budi.

“Tomorrow accompany me to Pak Rahadian and Pak Brata, yes,” pinta Budi.

“Loh he said papih only, kok papa too?" ask Poppy.

“Let's be in order. Besides, it is not good for Mr. Brata if I do not come, then it will be assumed that Mr. Brata I am just messing around,” said Budi.

“It's okay. Now the phone itself is papih and papa,” Poppy gave his phone to Budi.

With a feeling of deg-degan Budi called Pak Rahadian and Mr. Brata. Poppy told Budi to turn on the loudspeaker

The first to call was Mr. Rahadian. Pak Rahadian's response was very positive, he understood Budi's intentions.

“Okay, I wait at home at two o'clock. Lunch at my house,” that's the answer Mr. Rahadian gave.

But Mr. Brata's response was different again.

“Budi, actually the one you used to be

want to call Poppy or Reno who proposed to Rima,” Mr. Brata was really confused by the act of Reno who suddenly wanted to propose to Rima.

Budi did not dare to answer anything he just remained silent.

“Ya. What time do you want to come here?” ask Mr. Brata.

“Around four in the afternoon, sir,” replied Budi.

“OK I wait four o'clock in the afternoon,” exclaimed Mr. Brata.

“Good, sir. Thank you for the time,” said Budi.

“Happy to see a future husband scared

facing a prospective in-law?” budi Protest.

Poppy was still laughing while shaking her head.

“Face Mr. Budi funny if scared,”

replied Poppy while holding back a laugh.

“Already ah, do not kawain again. It's night it's time to fall asleep,” Budi scolded.

“Good, Mr. Budi. Good night,” Poppy left Budi's room back to his room.

“Goodnight,” Return.

The next day they checked out of the hotel at half-ten. Intentionally they do not check out early in the morning due to waiting for the bakery B***** to open. Budi bought two bolu rolls for Pak Rahadian and two bolu rolls for Pak Brata. For Inspiration, Reva and

Jaka each get one roll sponge. And do not forget to Irma sekertarisnya nagging also get one bolu roll that entrusted to Reva. Budi also did not forget to buy souvenirs for his family.

“Let's add with fruit parcel. But buy it in Jakarta only,” said Budi while paying for the cake.

“No need plus fruit parcel, cake is also enough,” Poppy protest.

“Ngak delicious, time to the home of the prospective in-laws bring it just cake,” said Budi.

“Bby, but the fruit parcel is small only, yes. Don't be that big,” Poppy suggests.

“Look at it later, great how,” replied Budi while taking Poppy out of the cake shop.

“Anyone wants to buy again? Make provisions,” ask Budi when in the car.

Poppy shook her head.

“Kue from aunt Tiara is also still a lot,” said Poppy.

They headed straight to South Tangerang. Lucky on the road not jammed, at half hour one they arrived at Rangga’s Hotel & Resto. Jaka and Reva get down there.

Poppy and Budi pray dzuhur at mushola resto. After the completion of Budi and Poppy prayer directly to Pak Rahadian's house in Jakarta. Previously they stopped by the fruit shop to buy fruit parcels. Arriving at Mr. Rahadian's house at two hours less.

“Assalamualaikum,” Budi and Poppy say hello together when entering Mr. Rahadian's house.

“Waalaikumsalam,” Pak Rahadian returned their greetings.

“Eh...Poppy-Budi why have you arrived? It's only two o'clock less. Mamih has not finished cooking,” said Pak Rahadian.

“Please sit down first. Poppy's mom is still in the kitchen.”

Keep parcels and cakes on the table.

“Thank you, Budi. Though do not bother to bring souvenirs,” said Mr. Rahadian.

“Poppy, try to call mamih in the kitchen,” exclaimed Mr. Rahadian.

Poppy straight to the back of the house.

Budi deg-degan expressed his intention to meet Mr. Rahadian.

“Pak, I beg permission to apply for Poppy father-in-law.”

“Budi, my son is gone. And I have no right to prevent Poppy from remarrying. One message I send Poppy and my grandson to take care of, protect and you are happy,” Mr. Rahadian looked at Budi.

“Good sir, I will do as I can,” said Budi.

“I keep your promise young man.”