Flavor Anomaly

Part 26 Happy ending

"Where are we going?" tanyaku who was a little confused when he saw Angga brought a motor to his home area.

"Home."

"Whose house?"

"My house, Mermaid!"

"Tumbens? What's up?"

"Well, should there be a reason? I want to go home, and take you. He was asked about Mom."

"What did mom say?"

"That's the Once Emang! Gini said mother, De ... Temen you yesterday, why did the tumben never come here again? That's what he said."

"What do you need to answer?"

"Yemen? Which one the hell, Mom? I said, while fighting back."

"The girl, the pisan gelis. Who loves the best water in the world!"

I laughed when I heard him. I remember coming to Angga's house for the first time. That sentence was indeed true, Angga said that in front of his mother. Not because the drinking water in their homes is the most delicious, but because Angga is lazy to make me just sweet tea or ice syrup.

"Oh so because of that, you take me home again? Kirain wants to be proposed. Let greget!" knock me over and make Angga glance at me.

"Emang ready?"

"Who is what?"

"That was, lamar?"

"Eh, whose name is lamar the person is ready not to be ready to be ready. Some want to be accepted or rejected, it is a risk that apply! How the hell?"

"Duh, not good dong. When they arrive rejected. It was a waste of his struggle."

"Currently, you're a hell of a bitch. People who never want to be confused, dizzy, and lose!"

"Ye, who wants to be dizzy, and rejected. I'll tell you, yes, Yang. Life is destined for God, we live it. But we can also choose the best path. Which do we think is good, which brings mudorot. So, if I apply but the tip is rejected, what for. Waste of time and energy."

"God. Yes, yes, yes. But ... You're bummering!"

During the trip we joked a lot. Actually it is not a joke that makes me laugh, but it makes me upset. The habits of the Anga have not changed. He was very happy to make me upset, even though the end I would still laugh after being angry or doing my prank on him. We can be likened to cats and mice in the movie tom and jerry. They fight often, but always need each other.

Without feeling, we have entered the Angga housing complex. After a few turns, we arrived at his house. The atmosphere of the Angga house is still the same as when I came before. Silent, quiet, and soothing.

"Mother's home, right?" I hesitated when I saw the place was a bit empty. Usually the windows of the house will be left open, and there is a sound from inside. Either the tv or the chanting of the holy verse, even the sound of a water pump burning. Angga's mother was a devout Muslim. He was a teacher in their neighborhood. It is a bit strange, when it turns out that his son often sins.

"Home on. At the very back. Cook maybe," answered Angga then opened the door of the house while saying his greetings. He then invited me inside. I then put myself, sitting in the living room chair.

The whole furniture was clean, without the slightest bit of dust sticking. A variety of pastry dishes are available at the table. Angga pamit went inside because he wanted to change clothes and called his mother. I was pretty nervous this time. I don't know why the atmosphere in this house feels different after my relationship with Angga is more than just a coworker. Especially after everything that happened between us all this time.

The woman who was now wearing a negligee, and the veil came out, and smiled as we looked at each other.

"It's not here for a long time" said Angga's mother. I walked over and greeted him and tried to look polite.

"Yes, Mom. Lots of work yesterday. Just got here now. Healthy mom?" my many. We sat facing each other, only blocked by the table in front of us now.

"Alhamdulillah. Healthful. How's ocha? How are you getting thinner? I don't eat regularly, do I?"

"Oh that ... Hehe. Yes, Madam. Sometimes if the night likes to forget to eat, because it is tired, and sleepy. Unless you've gone home from work and eaten or eaten outside, you've just eaten Ocha."

"Hm. That girl is, yes. I forgot to eat."

"Where are the old men now? Still work?" ask Angga's mother who makes me wonder, because he does not usually discuss my family problems.

"Oh, my parents are dead, ma'am. Live grandma same grandpa uyut. That's what they are in Bali."

"Yes Allah. Brother how?"

"Brother? I happen to be an only child."

The woman in front of me is special. The information he had just heard made his face change drastically. He looks at me pity. I don't know what he's thinking. Maybe he pityes me. Because we live in this world. Haha.

Before long Angga appeared with short-sleeved jerseys and jeans along the knee. His face was fresh too. But not only that, because a man walked behind him, Papa Angga also now sat with me.

Anggaa and I sat side by side. Angga's parents are in front of us. Chat after chat was created even though I was a little nervous to be among them all. Until the end ...

"Pa? Ma'am? Angga wanted permission," he said with a serious face.

"Where?" asked the middle-aged man before her.

"People want to marry Ocha."

I turned to Angga. He glared while asking for his explanation. Because there was no previous discussion on this. So I was really shocked.

"Why? Don't you want to marry me?" ask Angga to me.

"Will his name nglamar gals, where there is a plan. It's like a romantic movie." We were both busy arguing on our own, making parents assume only a smile while enjoying the tea that was presented at the table.

"So how? So ngelamarnya? Seriously what's kidding?" ask Papa Angga.

We both looked at the two people in front of us and smiled shyly.

"So dong, Pa. Time is not. Uh but if it's approved."

"Keep if not, isn't that right?" ask me to interrupt their conversation.

"Yes no. Durhaka I'll."

A punch I lay on Angga's arm with pursed lips. Angga just chuckled while randomly shuffling my hair. That's how if he's worried about my behavior he said baperan.

"Dreams!"  angga said afterwards.

"Thus ... How's it? Do you want to talk about it now or later?" ask Mother.

"Eh now, Mom!" sahutku spontaneous. Mom and Dad laughed.

"Yes already. How, Angga? Are you sure of your decision? Marriage is not easy. You have to be really ready for everything. Remember, to live once, to get married must be once too."

"Yes, Pah. Angga is sure. Angga already thought to cook, and already salat istikharah. Some people fear many sins if not marriage. Hehehe," Angga explained as he nudged me with blinking eyes.

"Hm? What sins?"

"The sin, Mom. Can't date. Do not approach zina, if the word hadith of the history."

"Ckckk. Fuckin."

"How do you plan?" ask Papa Angga.

"Yes, Ocha boy. Where should we come to? He said earlier ... Nak Ocha's family in Bali."

"Oh, yes, Mom. Eum, Ocha will say the same Om. Ocha has Om in Jakarta. At least he's Ocha's closest guardian. There are two people living in Jakarta. From Mama and Papa."

"If the marriage guardian, it's from your Papa's side, Cha. "

"Yes, huh? Then tomorrow I go to Om Derry's house. And to Daniel's house, too."

"Om Derry's your Papa's sister?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What was yesterday?"

"Yes, that was yesterday to our office."

"You look so young, don't you think?"

"Say grandma, Om Derry was born after Papa was an adult. Om Derry's age is only a few years different from mine."

"Oh pantesan."

The engagement plan has been discussed briefly by me and the Bara family. My next job is to talk about it with my family. It felt like there was pain in my chest, when I imagined how alone I was in this world. The closest family is only two Oms that I have right now. Grandma and Grandpa Uyut are far away in Bali. I don't even know if they can come to my wedding or not. Given their age is old enough, to travel far to Jakarta.

My wedding will be held in Jakarta. In the house of my late parents, which is the family's hereditary home. It was Daniel who lived there. But after he got married, he and his wife moved into a luxury apartment, looking for one close to the office where they worked. The big house is no longer inhabited. There was only a housekeeper who had been guarding the house all this time.

[OKAY. When are you coming home?] Reply to a message from Om Derry, making me reply immediately. Derry has many homes. In Jakarta, Bandung, Semarang, and Surabaya. He is indeed a successful businessman with many branches of companies in the big city.

I plan to go back to Jakarta this weekend. I need to see my family for the next plan.

                                   ***

Today, the house that is usually quiet, has started to look crowded. Some people look back and forth to take care of the decoration needs. The aroma of cooking that had come from one of the catering acquaintances Mama, made me start hungry. Because of his busy activities today, I forgot to eat since lunch. But I could not have arrived to eat while waiting for the Angga family to come. Well, it's already 19:00. The plan Angga will come around 19:30. So before that time comes, you should have prepared everything.

Soon a voice outside told that the Angga family had started to enter the courtyard of the house. I started to get nervous, because this was the first time I'd applied to someone. My extended family has gathered, even my great grandfather and grandmother who are in Bali can also come. I'm moved. Because at first I thought I'd take care of everything myself. Only with Om Derry's family, and Om Daniel. But it turned out that all the other brothers, were present. The family of my great-grandmother's sister and sister. All assemble. This event actually brings together all the families who have not met each other for a very long time.

Angga entered, smiling as he looked at me. He glared slightly while smiling meaningfully. Then shortly showed his thumb, which meant something good. Maybe he'll say I look good.  Because I rarely dress up like this.

Finally the show started. The ring embedded in my ring finger and Angga symbolizes our bond which will soon enter a more serious level, namely marriage. Our wedding is scheduled to take place in two months. Said our parents and guardians both, the sooner the better.

Marriage is a long-term commitment that lasts a lifetime. People who decide to get married are people who dare to commit throughout their lives to spend time with people who are believed to be their life partners. Getting married is not easy. Uniting two people with many differences certainly takes a lot of struggle.

We got married too. Two months after the engagement. All our friends, relatives and relatives came to our wedding reception. We rented a building to facilitate all business.

Angga and I sat in the hall. The smile of the man beside me seemed happy, especially when his comrades came who numbered in the dozens. Angga has a gang that since college has always been together. It was named Pasgabat. This means the army failed to respond.

Almost all gang friends who come already have a partner and even children. Until congratulations make me sure, if Angga had indeed been waiting for this moment. The day he gave up his single.

I'm happy too. Hugely. I finally found it. The right guy I really need, with all the flaws, the shitty attitude he's got. We complement each other. And I love Angga until death do us part.

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