EXAMS AT THE WEDDING
chapter 15
I'm glad my son always makes me feel special even though sometimes there comes a sense of hesitation to get married, said ordinary people such things happen, afraid of choosing the wrong husband, said, fear of losing the affection of the family, fear of having bad in-laws, and many more things to fear.
in my heart trying to convince myself, sometimes I think about my future with my son, afraid if after marriage he turned into angry, rude and even unfaithful, he said, I was afraid that he was as rude as my neighbor when I was a kid when I saw my neighbor fighting until now the shadow scared me, and finally until old my neighbor chose a widow.
I saw it because when my neighbor shouted me and my mother's father ran there, I saw it in the crest, in the slap and bent into the wall to the bruise, just because her husband was caught cheating because his wife couldn't give him a child.
eventually they divorced and his wife chose a widow's life, with her adopted son whom he had adopted for a long time, a son to complete his family.
my fear grew even greater because many of my friends failed in the household, making me speechless while eating with my son.
"you why? asked the son to break my daydreams of the future
"it's okay? answer me
"buffer-brained" asked the son
"i'm just afraid after marriage you're not this gentle" I replied hesitantly
"i will not change, I will not imitate my divided family" replied the son, holding my hand reassuringly
"i'm afraid you can't be loyal to me" I replied
"i'm sure of this love, I'm sure it's only you that I've always loved" he replied and I just fell silent
"believe me, I won't change, I love you so much, I don't want my children to feel the way I feel, I don't want a broken family just because of ego" the son tried to convince me
"i should go home in the afternoon, please take me to the terminal" I replied with a smile
"i'll drive you home, I've picked you up when I let you go home by yourself what my pride as a man is" said the son to me
"you're tired gk a day 2 times back and forth sby jombang" asked me who I was worried about
"no, anyways like this" replied the son who was carrying me to the parking lot
he opened the car door for me and we continued our journey, during our journey to discuss the proposal next Saturday.
"preferably the application should not be under a lot of people so that it is not too troublesome, a simple event" I asked the son
"from my side to organize, what kind of plan will I ask" replied the son
"yes, later I news yes so that my family can entertain well" I said
"i can't wait to hurry Saturday night" said the son
"why are you so patient?" ask me for wonder
"at least one stage has passed and it says you are mine yet" replied the son who held my hand
I smiled shyly at the special treatment, she could always make me feel valued and loved.
"young long time don't buy steamed mommy surabaya let's stop by" while turning the car to the hero sandwich shop.
"alright" I said with a smile
"let's go down, you pick the one you and mom like" asked me while blinking at me
"that's a playboy's eye" I mocked him
"yeah yes I just tease you, because you are the most special" he replied
"brati is there a special gk donk??" I replied while glancing at him
"there's only you and the special one" she replied
"really" I asked him
"yes, let's go in" she held my hand as if to show everyone that I was her lover.
after choosing some type of cake, we continued the journey home, as if our spouse was listening to romantic music and following singing it, sometimes looking at each other and smiling at each other.
arriving at home we chatted first about the proposal plan with mom and mbk rahma, I was very embarrassed to discuss this matter with all, all, because once in a while they tease me how else this tradition must be applied before marriage.
actually this heart also tangent between should be happy or should be afraid, seneng because he who always makes me flower flowers will be my husband, fearing the possibility of bad
I don't want to tell anyone my heart, because it can make you change your mind, because the struggle has been so much to get mother's blessing.
they say things that must exist when the application takes place, mandatory offerings, and things that are prohibited by our custom every region must be different how the application ceremony.
the son just listened and remembered what the mother and mbk rahma said to him, then he said to go home because it was very late in the afternoon, he also needed to rest tomorrow must work again.
During the trip home he called me, so that I accompanied the conversation so that he was not lonely and worried sleepy
"so you want to tie me up ?? you think I'm a goat? I better run, because I want to be free to like a goat" I said pura did not understand the meaning of the words of the son
"not tied with a rope dear, I can't possibly tie you to a goat, the more you're happy" replied the son with a laugh
"said earlier you want to tie me" said I pura ngambek
"it's tied up with engagement and love, not rope" the son explained
"the same engagement as mine rope can be made to tie" I said to tease him
"tie him with a ring tied to your ring finger, my sweet darling, do not make me more nervous yes, if I gemes I kiss you until ludes" replied the son to tease me back
"ih pervert, beware if you dare later I say mother" my threat
"don't donk later I will be fired as his son-in-law" replied the son
"biarin, wrong himself, threatened me to kiss until ludes" I replied instead of teasing him
"yes de geez, the threat is so, make me unable to wrestle" replied the son of memelas
"good indeed?? weeek, don't threaten it, turn in the threat behind the fun?" my answer is happy
"gpp is only temporary later if you are married, you will not dare to tell mother" replied the son
"dare, I'll tell my mother later" I said no defeat
"in shame, kissed husband told mom" son teased me back
"ih in the discussion kissed just from earlier" I avoided being embarrassed
"you want to cook marriage is still ashamed of the crock and talk has not been practiced" said the son mengodak me again
"uda if the language makes me embarrassed trus I close this phone" threatened me
"don't donk ya and we discuss the first night aja ya" he more deliberately tease me
"the more perverted his mind is" I replied
"i mean the first night we open too first from the guests, gk maybe we run out of tired events immediately tired of fighting, but if I am still strong like" elak putra pura
"strong what? counting money all night?" my god while grimacing
no kidding with me until he got home, he took a shower and wanted to have dinner to the uti, at the end of his phone and I got together with the family again after in the son's room.
before long the son called again to ask what was discussed with his mother and mbk rahma in my house, to clarify and discuss with uti and his mother.
"don't joke around just end up forgetting the same important, don't don't I'll also young you lupain" I said to the son
"yes egk forget just to be more clear, this I want to note and gk maybe I can forget you, we are my love, and my half" he said shamelessly at uti and others until they stained the crowded son once they heard they were gathering.
"ih started fighting again, this is talking to mom" then I gave my phone to mom so they could talk.
I don't know what they're talking about, I don't know because I'm still playing with my niece's niece, funny funny stuff, hanging out here again,
venting the longing to play and kiss them is fun for me, suddenly I remember my conversation with the son earlier on the telmu made me smile smile myself unconsciously mbk rahma and mbk goddess glanced at each other looking at me.
"cie who is happy to be in the room after his work smiles his own smile" said mbk rahma mengodaku
"the name is also again kasmaran to forget that again the gatherings are remembered even those in sonono" mbk dewi joined me
"it seems that the world belongs to the other two somewhere" said mbk rahma
"ah kyk gk ever easy, I later it's that if uda gede" said mas fikri began to tease me as well
"young old man still wants kasmaran" I reply mas fikri
"still handsome gini still fit kasmaran again" said mas fikri dressinga mbk dewi
"that's mintak in that jewel" I said
"let alone later also healed himself" replied the goddess with a smile
"crazy tu fikri" sahut mbk rahma
finally we teased each other, and jokingly laughed, our house was again crowded for a moment, reminding me of the late father who always made the atmosphere of the house cheerful and colorful with laughter, mocking each other, and teasing.
the late father died to make this house feel lifeless and silent there is rarely a joke of laughter like today, he said, the father who illuminated and warmed the atmosphere of the house more in love with God until God took it faster even though I still needed it most, even my father left me before I graduated and married.
sometimes I feel that life is unfair to me, for it took my father away from me so that I, having to fight a lot, achieved my own dreams without any father guiding me.
