FRIEND OR HUSBAND

Proposal

Asyafa did not reply to Rayhan's message again. He was in a dilemma and upset, if he had to answer via mobile phone Rayhan application problem. But somehow he felt happy, even though he was not sure of his feelings. "I'm not ready yet." She was embarrassed, covering her face with her hands.

Drrt.. Rayhan.

"Hallo Brother.. ! What's up?"

"Darling..., why not bales chat Brother again?"

"That's why I can't answer now."

"Why? You're not ready yet? Yes, it's the next week he replied, when your parents proposed to your house. Darling..don't reject Brother's proposal yah."

"Heeeem... !"

"Yes already, congratulations baby bobo, dream big brother yeah."

"Yes, Brother! Dream of me too, brother."

"Haha.., yes baby, I must always imagine you every day and dream of you. You are my dream, let's say bucin."

"Aishi.. Brother! Really bucin, make me goosebumps. Hi. hi.. hi... "

"What a dong, bucin same prospective wife."

"I'm fucking up, brother! huam....".

"Yes dear, congratulations bobo...

"Tuuute... " The phone connection is turned off.

*******

Every day, Ashafa goes through a routine of getting up early, having breakfast and going to college. He always carries his own car, because the driver, Mr. Dadang, still can not bring the car, due to the accident he experienced.

Rayhan actually wanted to pick up the girl, every day to campus, but Ashafa forbade her. Because he wants to meet later, the day Rayhan proposes to him.

Let alone one week not to meet, one day not to meet, Rayhan has been hit by acute longing, what a very bucin love devinisi. haha...

Because it is forbidden to meet the girl, but Rayhan still nego to call the girl every day. Morning, day and night, and no rejection.

When Rayhan became a substitute lecturer in his class, Ashafa's attitude seemed ordinary, even though his heart was racing. Likewise with his best friend Alya, pretending not to know what - what. Another with Rayhan who was so holding back his longing for his girl, the look in his eyes could not be separated from his gaze towards the girl. As if to pounce, but can't. As if to hug, but blocked the high wall.

*******

"At last one week has passed, and it's time later tonight, I'll propose to my girl, wait for me. " Bathin Rayhan as a monologue.

Rayhan asked Mama and her Papa, to prepare the luggage, the application event later tonight. Like rings, fruit parcels and food parcels and others.

"Mom, is everything ready for tonight's show?" Ask Rayhan.

"Almost everything is ready, baby! but the ringtone will fit roughly not later on Ashafa's ring finger?" Ask Mama.

"Hopefully load Mom, I've measured it with my little finger. But, if the greatness later can be repurposed mom." Rayhan replied.

"We're taking anyone with us Mom? For a proposal tonight?" Ask Rayhan.

"Mama, Papa, Mr. Driver, Assistant Martin, and Mr. RT, also Mr. Ustad Abdul Nak!. And three maids to carry the default application." Mama Jovanka.

"So we'll just take three cars, Mom?"

"Dear on, Papa and Mama will be in your car, and the others will let the driver bring."

"Okay if it's all ready, then we leave after Magrib ya Mom."

*******

In the residence of Bernad Dorman, things were as usual, nothing was different. However, Ashafa only asked his mother, to cook a rather large menu of food. Like rendang padang, soto betawi and chicken geprek. As well as its complement, such as crackers, and sambal and lalapan.

"Tumben, the mother's son asked to make this much food" said his mother.

"Heem. It's Rayhan's mom, brother and her parents want to go home to propose! " Said Ashamed.

"Oh Allah, is it true, son'? Are you willing to accept Rayhan's proposal?" Ask mom enthusiastically.

"Yes son', thank God that you are wise, and more mature. Thank you son, you want to accept this match." Hugging his son while patting - pat his son's back slowly.

After her mother let go of Ashafa's embrace, she looked for her husband in the living room, who was relaxing enjoying a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper.

"Dad,.. ! Nak' Rayhan's gonna be here tonight, proposing to our son." Said wife.

"Really mother? Is our child willing to accept it?" Ask husband.

"Yes, our son is ready to accept it!." Answer wife.

"Thank God, then!. Later I will go to the house of Mr. RT. Ask permission, to be a witness at our child's application." Husband says.

"Yes father, mother also wanted to inform her mother's brother in Bogor." Said wife.

Asyafa, look for a dress to wear in the application event later tonight. She was confused, choosing a suitable dress. It's not fitting the model, the color is too how it is, and this is it's all wrong. Huuuh.., Ashafa exhaled a long breath, while throwing his body on the mattress, because he was tired of choosing a dress.

Nurlaila's mother, go into her son's room. He said, "if all the preparation for the proposal is ready for tonight. And you have to dress up beautiful, then mom calls a special makeup waitress who helps. This is the dress that mom prepared for you, take it." Said mother.

"This is for me mom? " His eyes are shining brightly. Beautiful mom, I love the model, and the color!. " Thank you mother." Cheeked her mother, twisting her body with the dress she was holding. " Why can you fit so well, if I need a dress?" Ask wonder.

"Yes, mother and father want the best for their child. And I've prepared this dress, all day long for you." Said mother.

"I tried mom!" She said, changing her clothes to that dress.

"Try it, I want to see... ! " Pinta her mother, while helping to put on her dress. "Waaah.. fits perfectly on your body, so it's more beautiful to wear this dress." His mother was amazed. I'm sure Rayhan's son likes you more, son'." Said mother.

"Thank you mom." Asyafa.

"Yes son' ! " said his mother. " Dad', there you're clean first, and this is to let the mother clean all the messy dresses on the bed. " Mother's orders. "This mother's daughter, getting married is still a mess." Grumpy mother.

"Yes mother! I took a shower, mom. Hehe..he..." Said Asyafa, chuckling at his mother's nagging.

Ashafa, finish his bath. Thirty minutes already, he soaked in the warm water Battup, and changed into clothes. She dries her wet hair with Hair Drayer, then remembers her best friend Alya. Then he called her, and told her to come home, to accompany him.

*******

At Rayhan's residence, everyone had gathered to prepare for the departure to the girl's house. Rayhan looks dashing with batik suit, uniform with papa Beni Darma, and mama Jovanka wearing a modern kebaya graceful.

After Magrib, everything is complete and ready to go. They boarded a luxury car, whose price was exorbitant - suppose it was like that. Martin's assistant who was driving, Rayhan sat next to him. In the back, mom and dad were sitting in passenger seats. And the others use ordinary cars, which are carried by the driver of the family of Mr. Beni Darma.

The motorcade has been running, the trip is quite crowded, and a little jammed due to the weekend. Maybe a lot of people go out, just looking for entertainment or something. Eventually they were able to get through the traffic jam, it took almost an hour and a half until the residence of Mr. Bernad Dorman.

Their arrival was warmly welcomed by the family of Mr. Bernad Dorman, and they were welcome to sit down. In the family room that has been prepared neatly, the servants have entered their respective luggage. Built-in storage, on the living room table.

Mr. RT, became a witness to the proposal from the family of Mr. Bernad Dorman. He opened a cordial event, and a thank you, for the arrival of a guest from Mr. Beni Darma's family.

*******

Asyafa and Alya are still in the room, they are exhausted by a special maid Make Up. Alya gawked, after seeing her best friend, changing into a beautiful and graceful dress.

You are so beautiful, I swear... ! " Alya was in disbelief.

"Ah..., mass? You're also pretty Al." Saying Asyafa smiled.

"The Lecturer may hang later, if he has seen you! Kiik... " Alya said.

"Lebay loe!!" Sarcas Ashafa.

Tok.. ! The door is knocked.

"Sorry Non' guest has arrived, awaited in the non' family room'. " Say mbo ijah.

"Yes Mbo! I'm going out, thanks Mbo." Asyafa said while getting ready.

Asyafa and Alya went out of the room, and headed for the living room. They joined in, with everyone gathered. Ashafa looks graceful and beautiful, with the dress worn.

Rayhan's heart felt like it was going to escape, when he looked at his future wife... ! His heart is not okay.

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