Hearts to Saila

SAILA eps 12

"Who's Danu? " Ask his mother Pak Arta.

" Know mah, she's Saila, your future mother-in-law. " It was relaxing on his mother.

what's? whahuh? prospective ghosts?

It appears that Mr. Arta's mother looked at me carefully with her sharp eyes typical of mothers.

I who was seen as such became misbehavior and self-distress. Seemed the gaze of my mother who was like she did not like me, intidating.

Then Mr. Arta opened his voice. 

“ Em, mah, father where?”

“ Oh dad, it's a weekend, let's keep him jongging around the complex.” He said with a different expression when talking to his son than staring and talking to me earlier. 

Why did he introduce me to his mother that I was a potential ghost?

What is the meaning of this Mr. Arta, there is no talk with me about the ghosts.

Geez it feels like it wants to nag at 60km/am if it's like this. 

“ Yaudah, wait here first, later we have lunch together, mama want to come forward for a while.” he explained to us. 

When it appeared that his mother was out of the house, I prepared to spout all my scolding on him, why act so casually.

I exhaled heavily and deeply first before I nagged to replenish the oxygen supply during the enamel. 

“ Hutf, sir, why are you acting so casually anyway, why introduce me like that to your mama, and none of that was our briefing before coming here.

What does that mean sir? what is the purpose of real dad? do not play and macem-macem with me.

You see for yourself the expression of your mother who does not like me, why do you want to be alone.

You set me up this name, does it seem I'm an easy person to lie to? “ Omelku quickly to him.

Can't help me not letting out what I'm thinking right now. 

“ Already?” tanyanya relax. 

I just kept quiet and didn't answer that question. 

“ Want me to answer with action or word? it seems like if words like crocodiles only.”

“ I just want one kind not assortment. Want to have you.”

She drew closer and shifted her body to me and she cupped my cheeks with her wide hands and quickly fused our lips together. 

Our lips are already taurted. I was shocked by his sudden action, for some reason it felt like this blood was rustling and hot as he kissed me, his lips were soft and sweet as they pulverized my lips.

I felt like I was at a loss for words and sense when he acted like this.

 My God, yesterday she stole my first kiss and today she kissed me again with that word. 

Jeezoo.

After I felt that I was deprived of oxygen, I made a revolt by hitting her chest to release the kiss, when she realized I was out of breath and she immediately ended the activity.

“ That's the answer.” He said while I was still gasping for oxygen. 

“ What? mr. ... steal..” I said stuttering and shaking while covering my mouth with both hands. 

“ This is the second is not, yesterday it was.” Answer's relaxed. 

“ You want to repay your debt, and you accepted my offer yesterday, and I've explained all the green lights I have to you. You said you didn't regret making that decision no, I hope you're right - no regrets. “ Connections.

I was still silent and staring at him blankly when I heard him speak, what? she wants to have me? if I don't misinterpret the meaning as I interpreted the word first.

Two want to be a part of my life? be companion?

“ To.. why me.?” I stare without looking at him.

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Whahuh? a mother-to-be for her child? me? his wife?

Is this the name of a proposal? he proposed to me at his house? omaigat, what is this? 

Arrived mom and dad Pak Arta entered the house

“ Look, who this is who came.. yes aampuun, long time you did not visit your parents this old.” Said his father when entering the house after jogging with sweat still pouring on his forehead and temples.

I regretted it with a smile that expands even though I felt bad for his son.

“ Gosh... Is this father-in-law's candidate? beautiful you nak.” He praised her with a happy smile as I endured it and she stroked my hair gently like dad stroked my hair first.

when he did that I remembered my father who loved to stroke me and it felt calm and comfortable to be treated like that. 

“ Mbak Hasna. please prepare a drink for guests yes!” Shouted his mother to his assistant.

“ Danu, can we talk to you for a minute?” Invite her mother while holding her father and go straight to the other room.

“ Saila, wait here for a moment yes , I want to meet mama.” He spoke softly with his trademark smile. 

I nodded and sat on the sofa of the room. 

I heard faint talk of them.

“ Do you already know the seedlings bebet weights?” ask mama.

“ Yes, Danu knows her and her family very well.”.

Know very? she knows me ?

After that their conversation could not be caught and heard by my sense of hearing.

After a while I heard their voices again.

“ Why did you choose him, many other women that mama sought for you who are better than him, , all of you refused and instead brought him here.”

“ Ma is enough, this is his life, he has the right to choose his candidate, why mama join camput.”  Sela.

“Yeah, he just broke home like that, how his life with your son later well.”

“ Ma lower your voice.” His father's orders to his mother.

“ Why mama discussed that, Danu chose Saila mah not those who mama was looking for me first, he was the choice of Danu ma.” explained Pak Arta to his mother.

“ Danu, his past.” has not finished what his mother talked about, his father immediately cut him off.

“ Why with the past, they live for the future not the past. Learn to make peace with the past, do not always bring up the past.

You see your son, how his past, you've made peace with your son's past right, then try to make peace with his candidate's past.” Bright father pak Arta.

Silent for a while, there seemed to be no conversation between them. 

“ Yasudah.” The voice of her mother.

" Not yet" the answer is brief.

" What makes my mom not accept it?. " Task Mr. Arta.

" Mah, mama is also a woman like him, who I once asked to meet my parents, right, try to imagine if mama in her position, how mom feels right now. " obviously his father to mama again

“ Mama can accept her past?” connect father.

“ Will mama try. But mama can't accept she's still a kid she hasn't graduated college, how did she give us grandchildren and offspring for you?” Omel.

" Hahaha, if that's God's will, leave it to your son, then let God give them a seat. "his father's laughter really broke hearing that from his mother's mouth.

I who heard that talk just grimaced and shuddered to hear it.