
On a large bed with classic and nature decoration. Seen the figure of a man lying weak helplessly resisting his longing in his heart. His deathly appeal was not able to make his mother hypnotized and said yes as she wished.
The clock did not move at all. Richard's blue eyes stared at the wall clock and continued to rumble in his big bed like a small child who was crashing.
While below, Rekha is preparing everything needed for her son's marriage. "Ah yes, deliver this to the bride-to-be and remember not to be damaged!" Rekha arranged everything and it did not escape the sight of her husband who was standing from the entrance.
"It's busy. Until you don't see your husband coming, hmm?" Rekha replied back to her husband's arms from behind with a small smile.
"Now is the marriage of our son. I don't want anyone to miss, I've been waiting for her for a long time. I want with our culture, our son and his wife will look like the god Goddess of heaven." Rekha spoke while imagining Richard's happy smile at the guarantee.
"Of course, I'm happy too. But, there are servants and others you can just see if there are any that do not fit just intervene. I don't want you to get tired and sick at our son's wedding ceremony."
Rekha smiled at her husband's words, the man has not changed. With the ark of their household not being easy, so many exams but Manesh's attitude has not changed for him. What a dream of all women, now the two are staring at each other.
Manesh's hand was directly stretched out on Rekha's cheek which was streaming tears. "Why? Is there something?" Manesh asked worriedly, he could not see the tears bothering his wife.
Rekha caught the hand and grasped it gently. "Nothing, I just remember when you married me and all our memories. Even Richard's birth and the gray days..."
"Remember the good, I don't want bad memories dancing in your mind. By the way where's the groom-to-be?" Manesh hasn't seen his son since he came.
Rekha did not answer immediately, he chuckled making Manesh so curious. "She must have cried and coiled with her blanket."
"You scolding him?"
"Just kid! I said there was no meeting ahead of the wedding and look at your son's reaction, he was just as a kid." Manesh laughed and went upstairs to his son.
Sure enough, when the door opened Richard saw with the face of rain and clouds that were very cloudy and rooms that were like a storm. "Father!" Like a Kindergarten child, Richard complained to his papa while venting his frustration.
The television sound is still on with the double Z still staring at their favorite shows. Zoya was sitting staring at her two sons and occasionally staring at the ring that was coiled on her finger.
There was a sense of deg-degan ahead of her wedding. Like the bride-to-be in general, coupled with a sense of relief to see the Richard family welcome that will not be a rift like before. And especially, Zoya was pleased that her two sons accepted generously and loved Richard so much.
"Mommy, are we going to live here or in a big house?" Ask Zian with the hand holding the tv remote.
"Why baby?" Ask Zoya.
"Nothing, I'm just gonna stay. Will Papa agree?"
"We'll ask later hmm." Zian nodded at Mommy's words.
Before long, the sound of the doorbell makes Zoya turn to the window to see who is coming, the figure of the courier makes Zoya remember the item to be sent for her.
But after arriving at the door, the package was small in size unlike the image of Rekha and should have been, not the courier who came but Rekha's errand as said.
"With her Zoya, this is no package for the mistress. Please sign it here." Zoya accepts because her name is listed there as the recipient.
"Maybe from July." Zoya thought, the woman closed the door again and she looked at the square package in her hand.
"I'm curious, let's see."
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