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"You what?" reza asked his second son who came suddenly to the main house. The two great men were now sitting opposite each other in the living room.
"I want Gala to marry Aish, Pah" Bumi said again repeating the intention she was talking about.
"Are they dating?" reza asked still relaxed, not even a look of surprise on his face.
"Married do not have to date, wait Gala dateng bring girlfriend late" replied Bumi, all this time he was very patient to bear not too meddling with the affairs of his son's heart but increasingly, longer, Gala seemed busy with her own world as if she had forgotten there should be a halal couple accompanying her.
"Not shown does not mean not to have, brother. Don't ask your son if he wants to or isn't married but ask Gala who's in his heart right now "
The earth was instantly silent when given such direction by his father, the man who always gave an extraordinary sense of comfort.
"Understand first his heart, then follow his wishes" said Reza again.
"Aish, good girl, kind and smart, Pah" said Bumi.
"That judgment just came out of your mouth, not from Gala. Let them get comfort first because the wedding is not only making promises in front of the penghulu but there will be various activities together, in one house, one room, and so on, one bed and one blanket and there will be another unification after that."
"Gala is too cold with women, even impressed indifferent in thinking of a partner. I'm just worried, pah" shrewd the Earth.
"No need to overdo it, let him choose where his heart will dock."
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The earth came home feeling unsettled, from everything that the Papah said he could already interpret if the middle-aged man seemed to disagree with his plan that would marry Gala to Aish the daughter of the wood businessman in the city of flowers, though he had planned everything as well as possible, especially discussing with his wife. But the Earth seems to forget that Gala's role and opinion are the most important.
"The boy always runs away if I want to discuss this with him" muttered Bumi while twitching her suddenly dizzy head.
the journey that did not take much time has now brought Earth to its luxurious residence. The big house will be deserted if there is no Ara in it because the beautiful princess chose to stay in the boarding house after college.
The car door closed the Earth with a little hard, he entered by walking normally towards the direction of the stairs. But, his steps came to a halt when he saw Gala sitting alone at the dining table.
"Sister, what else?" ask the Earth who stood behind her son.
"Hem, Abi"
The earth pulled a chair right beside the Gala, if yesterday it felt like they were very difficult to chat, maybe this time he would be a good listener.
"There problem? Umi and the others where?"
"Maybe in their own rooms. I don't know"
The second son Rahardian Wijaya smiled slightly, he rubbed the back of Gala who looked lazy to talk or maybe more precisely lazy in the disturb.
"Hows it? so marrying Aish" one question Gala doesn't want to hear.
"No, love is not. It's good to be married" said the tall man who has a wide chest.
"Remain in love with Aish? who do you love the same? bring that heartfilling woman to this house, sister" challenge Earth.
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How to take it, people from birth also muter here...