FRIEND OR HUSBAND

Matchmaking

"Rayhan Darma.. ! In retrospect, I seem to have heard that name! But where is yah? Eem.. where?" Ashafa kept remembering the man's name.

"Yes, I just remember now."

"But... !"

Flashbacks

Tok... tok... ! Door in the ketok.

"Dear Asshafa, open the door to your room, son!" Tell Mother.

"Okay, ma'am, wait a minute. I just finished taking a shower." Answer Asyafa.

Finally, after she finished changing clothes, Ashafa opened the door to her room.

"What's the matter, Mom? Looks like some very important business?" Ask Asyafa.

His mother's hand, slowly rubbing the back of his son's hand. Then she stroked her hair gently, and said. "You met Dad, baby, in the living room."

"What's Mom really? Is Dad home yet? Why didn't you just tell me?" Ask Asyafa.

"Mom tastes better your father, who conveys! May you accept your father's decision, dear." Say Mother.

The... !

Ashafa thought hard, what his father wanted to say. But he wouldn't bother.

Then he and his mother went to see his father in the guest room.

"Dad..how long have we not seen each other?" Ask Asyafa.

"Come on," answered his father.

"I miss Daddy! How are you, Dad? When do you get out of town? Remember coming home? " Tanya Ashafa, who was shaken by her father.

"Well, which one should you answer, son?" Ask Dad.

"You're all grown up now, the smarter you'll be investigating Dad!" He said, stretching out his arms to hug his favorite single daughter, and Ashafa received his father's embrace.

"Did Dad miss me ?" Ask Asyafa.

"Don't ask like that, son'! Surely, it's only you and your mother that I've always missed in this world, you're my life." It did not feel warm circles dripping on his father's cheeks, then Ashafa wiped with his arms slowly.

"I miss you Dad! "Cup. cup.Ashafa cup kissed his father's wet cheeks with his tears.

"Dad.. eeem... anu... ! mom said, anything you want to talk to me about?" Ask Asyafa.

"What's Dad really?" Asyafa asked impatiently, with what his father would say.

"Actually, you've been betrothed!." Said Father.

The... !

Asyafa's heart began to race faster, and his breathing began to be cut off.

"What do you mean, Dad?" Ask Ashafa was still curious.

"I'm still young Dad, and I still want to go to college, I still want to continue S2 after this year's graduation. I don't want to get married first." Saying Asyafa expressed his wish.

"But you've been a match since childhood, son, with a friend's son Dad. Which can be decided unilaterally." Obviously Father.

"Why don't I ever know about this Dad?" Ask Asyafa.

"I still want to pursue my ideals Dad!" Her request.

"I want to be an architect at my age 24. I dreamt of being able to design decent houses, for underprivileged people! Buying a house, which is very expensive every year.

Keep them Dad." He expressed his desire.

"I wanted to make their wish come true, at a cheap house price, but they got a decent, comfortable place to live." He said of his dreams later.

"What do you think?" Ask Asyafa.

His father rounded his eyes, towards his only child, and said. "You are so noble of your heart, son!" Then his father hugged his son again, kissing his forehead gently.

"Son.. !" Call her mother slowly.

" Yes, Mother... ! What's up, Mom? " Answer Asyafa.

" If I thought, what if you knew the man first, before rejecting him. Anyhow there's no harm, getting married doesn't mean quitting college, son'." Usul Mother.

"Do you have no pity on your father, who is eager to match you up with your father's friend's son." Say Mother.

"Try to consider it carefully." Said his mother, rubbing his son's back slowly.

Ashafa finally thought about it again, closing his eyes.

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