
Tara did not expect her crush to still doubt her feelings. If He did not love Dewun, why did He accept this match.
Seeing Tara never answer her question. Mama Nur suddenly hugged Tara which made Tara surprised.
"Nantalap sure you love him very much. Promise to make her happy. Be patient with him, if his attitude like that happens again in the future." Mama Nur said with a sob. He actually felt sorry for his daughter.
Mama Nur did not question Dewun wanted to marry anyone. What matters is that the man is kind and loves his daughter. Found the fact Dewun still hates Tara, making Mama Nur very worried about the fate of her daughter's marriage later.
She is very afraid, Tara will divorce Dew if Tara learns the fact that Dewun loves other men. If that happens, then obviously the brotherly relationship will be fractured.
Lama Tara digested the words Nantulangnya that. Until He has accepted it. Mama Nur took off her embrace.
"Repeat very hopeful with your marriage, the brotherly relationship in our family is getting closer and harmonious. Only to you does Nantulang hang that hope. You should be able to understand the state of Dew." Mama Nur said softly, still staring fixedly at Tara's eyes.
"This marriage will make the family relationship closer and harmonious Nantulang. Eventually, however, the fraternal relationship should not be broken." Tara answered holding her two shoulders. He is sure, will be able to face the Dew later.
"That's what we all expect. All right, go to the Dew room first. Be careful on the road. Regarding Ros, there is no need to be taken to the law. You speak well to him. That Dew is your future wife." Mama Nur said, She took Tara's hand off her shoulder. Rise from his seat walking towards the treated Dew room.
After his death, Tara did not go home immediately. He was still sitting on Stainles' long bench. He felt that there was something odd about the dew attitude. There's no way she's jealous of Ros. Dewun did not recognize him and Ros. The reason Dew says they're perverted in a saung is a big one. Because, Tara and Ros are just telling stories.
Tara tells her story as a child often played in the rice fields. Sometimes fishing for eels and playing mud with Dewun and Doli. Ros laughed, because Tara told him that the eel they got, difficult to catch because it was slippery.
Tara's daydreams are up, when her phone rings. He saw on the screen Ros was calling VC.
"What's wrong?" his words are lazy, look Ros face filled the screen of his phone.
"I've reached your house. Go home with Aunt and Om." Speak with a stupor. Tara immediately ended the VC call, without any further ado closing the call. He was a little disappointed in Ros. Dew woman he loved, must be battered in the hands of Ros.
Tara sighed deeply, rubbing her face rough. He got up from his seat walking limp towards the parking lot where his car was. He drove the car at speed to his house.
Arriving at home, Tara sees her parents sitting together in the living room. Like talking about something serious.
"Tara, sit down first. We've got something to talk about with Ros." Said Father. Stopped Tara's steps to enter her room on the second floor.
Tara sat her butt lazily on the sofa and leaned her back, both legs wide open, and her eyes stared at the decorative lights hanging in the room.
"Mely does not mind, if starting tomorrow he first returns to the city of M. Because the wedding is only two weeks away. You can only be busy this week. Next week, you should stay here." Tara's Father. He must interfere in this. Because, Dew is fighting Ros. That's the conclusion they took from Dewun's speech. They don't know, Dew hates Ros not out of jealousy. But, for personal revenge.
"Oh so. Ros, you don't make trouble again. We consider you as our own daughter. Dew's his future wife Tara, you have to be good with him." Said Tara's father, His old eyes can not be separated from the face of Ros who lowered it. Because before Tara came, Tara's parents had warned her that she should not have feelings for Tara.
His rosette nodded, a sign He had to bury deeply his feelings for Tara. Both of Tara's parents went into the room, as did Ros, who then also left the family room and went into her room.
After cleaning, he laid his body on his 7-foot bed. This bed is a new bed, of course, which will be their bed after marriage to Dewun.
Tara stared intensely at the photo of herself with Dew plastered on the wall of her room in a frame that was 20 R in size. Seeing the reaction of the Dews who still hated it, it seemed like displaying their photos in this room was not a good idea. Tomorrow he'll take down the photo. He also tried to sleep.
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Cold air still feels touching the skin. Morning dew still adorns the leaves. Sayup-sayup felt the caress of the morning sunlight snaking in from the cracks of Tara's room window. He opened his eyes and saw the clock on the wall of his room, it turned out to be half seven.
He rushed into the bathroom, cleaning himself up quickly. Indeed, he was very sorry for himself who woke up late and your morning prayers were missed.
Once tidy, Tara went down to the dining room. It seems that all the families have gathered. And enjoy each other's breakfast.
"Why are you late to wake up? you want to be a husband. If the wake is always late, how will you guide your wife. If you can't be her role model." Said Tara's father who seemed to fold his newspaper, He looked at his son with a slightly disappointed look.
"Yes Dad, next time it won't be anymore." Tara said, then scooped up the fried rice on her plate. He wanted to quickly finish his breakfast and would visit Dew again to the hospital.
"Tara, didn't you take me to the airport?" Ros seemed to look at Tara with a sad feeling, Because He will first go to the city of M. He's used to going everywhere with Tara.
"The airport is far away Ros, if I come just to take you. It's the same as wasting time. Book a travel car. Don't forget to get to the office, quickly report all the company's developments." Tara said, still focus on eating breakfast. He loves fried rice. Especially her mother's cooking.
"You're neat like this because you want my anterin." Ros looked sad and discouraged. Tara was silent, still focused on her breakfast.
"Do you want to go to the hospital?" mama Mira said and offered the orange juice to her son.
"Yes Ma." Tara gulped down the juice that Mama gave her. He finished his breakfast and left the room. Ros looked at the departure of his boss with a sad feeling.
"Why is he in such a hurry, can he come out." Ros said, He glanced at the two old men Tara with a wry smile. Mama Mira and her husband just silently responded to Ros' expression. They were also actually upset with Ros. But, because Tara still needs Ros in her company. They also forgive their mistakes.
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