Fake Status

47

That night, Mr. Arsha and Mr. Arsha, exchanged ideas.

"Well, Rangga and Rani's wedding reception, Mr. Dodi's family was invited, right?" ask Ms. Arsha.

"yes Ma'am. What are you planning?" ask Mr. Arsha.

"Well, shouldn't you, cut off Rara's and Opiz's engagement? So, Ali's not doing anything else"

"It's not that easy, Mom. We haven't asked Rara's heart. Is he willing, because after the engagement, will proceed to a more serious stage."

"Mother was just this meeting with Nak Opiz, but why, my heart felt she could take care of Rara, If Rara we forced to go to college in Jakarta, she was afraid she would be disappointed well. At least someone's guarding Rara."

obviously Ms. Arsha.

"Dad think about it, Mom. Already, rest. We'll talk about it again tomorrow. Vitamins already taken, Mom? From tomorrow we are busy with our son's show" Mr. Arsha reminded his wife.

The presence of Mr. Arya and Bu Arya, making the house more crowded. Arsha's family has all prepared. As friends who had not met for a long time, they were asked to live together in the Arsha family home.

"Arsha, I want to talk a little seriously with you" said Mr. Arya, amid the atmosphere of lunch with their families.

"What do you. talk just talk.. No need to hide" then Mr. Arsha laughed.

"This is Rara and Opiz's problem. Yesterday, Opiz asked his mother to propose to Rara."

Rara chokes. As fast as lightning, Hafiz's hand picked up the water that was in front of him.

"Drink, Ra.." said Hafiz thrusting a glass filled with water.

"No need to be nervous after all Ra," said Mr. Arsha with a laugh.

"I want it to be serious. What do you think, do we continue this matchmaking?" ask Arya sir.

Mr. Arsha glanced at his wife, and held her hand.

"Kok so serious anyway yeah." said Rara with her red face. Instantly Rara became sultry and sweaty.

"Well, now that I'm giving it back to you, you're an adult boy, you're 20. Whaddya think? Do you still want to be with your fake status as told by Opiz last night? Or you, how?" ask Mr. Arsha.

Suddenly Hafiz asked their parents for permission, to speak briefly to Rara.

"Please, talk first. We are waiting for answers from you. Father and mother are not willing to impose our will."

said Ms. Arsha.

Hafiz invites Rara out of the dining room to a backyard full of flowers. Yes, Ms. Arsha really likes flowers.

"Ra. mas apologize in advance. Yesterday, when I saw that you were scared to meet Ali at the airport, I called my mom, asked her to ask for you."

Rara is getting wrong.

"Ra, I'm serious now. I want to have a serious conversation. Ra, mas also has never known women more deeply, and mas has never been close let alone dating other people. I want you to be my wife. I know Rara well enough."

"But we're not dating, are we?" ask Rara.

"Yes, I want ta'aruf with you. We can feel the courtship after we get married. Do you want to accept ta'aruf from mas?"

Rara was silent holding the flower, she could not answer. But his heart was like a time bomb ready to explode. A confused mixed sense of happiness was on his chest.