
"Chandra, can we talk son?", said the doctor zalimah, passing the cell phone line.
"Yes mom, what do you want to talk about?", I asked curious, at the wrong doctor who tumben tumben tumben called me.
"it's not good to talk on the phone, son, if you have time to come here" said the doctor
"Yes ma'am, it just so happens that this afternoon, there's important work, so it's night, ma'am, if you can" I said.
"Well son, then" said the unjust doctor, disconnecting the phone line.
"Who called you Chandra?", asked my mother who had been watching me.
"Doctor despises ma'am", I answered.
I noticed the look on my mother's face suddenly changed, like she did not like it when I called the name of the doctor wrong.
"Never say, if you fall in love with the kuntilanak's offspring" my mother protested.
Suddenly my heart full of hope love to kirana, must run aground because my mother who has a stand like a rock.reject raw raw kirana, by reason that does not make sense.
"Kirana is not the granddaughter of kuntilanak ma'am, she is also an ordinary human being, like us" I said defending kirana.
"No chandra, mom doesn't like kirana close to you, kirana isn't the right woman for you" she said.
Mother kept blabbing, making me dizzy, but I chose silence, denied it again, and stepped out of the house which began to show a hot aura.
"Mommy shouldn't say that to chandra", you heard me reprimanding the mother who still continues to rummage.
"Father do not follow, defend kirana, father is not afraid, has a daughter-in-law of kuntilanak descent", protested the mother with widened eyes.
"Mother, is his mind too possessive, think? Kirana is a doctor, her mother is a doctor and her father is an officer, if they are not good people, certainly can not be in that position" said the father.
Mother was told that, even ngeloyor go.such is his attitude, when advised by the father, he always maintained his ego, even though it was on the wrong thing.
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"Thank God you came, son" said the doctor who greeted me with a smile.
"Definitely come ma'am, not called it must be the bring to come here, especially if it has been called", said I who made the doctor wrong to pat my shoulder.
"Let's sit down son" said the doctor again, he looked at me, like he was going to say something.
"Sure ma'am, I loved kirana a lot since I was in school" I answered honestly
"Son Chandra, I really appreciate your relationship, only my mother is hesitant, can you accept the reality of kirana's past" said the doctor, he looked far ahead,in her eyes rolling tears fell onto her smooth white cheeks.
"Mother don't say that, I really love kirana ma'am" I said.
I hold this woman's hand, to be more convincing I said.
"Thank you so much son Chandra, I want you to get married soon" the doctor felt like he was not giving me another chance.
"God willing, ma'am, from here on, I talk to my father and mother as well" I said.
"Yes, Chandra, thank you very much" said the doctor.
I also began to imagine a beautiful day with kirana, after marriage.I imagine yesterday when kirana like a possessed person invited me to do pervert, but I refused, because of my desire through the first sacred night.
"Father, I want to marry kirana" I said to my father as we sat together on the porch.
"Father can not stop you son, you are an adult, it is appropriate that you choose a future wife, who can accompany you the world of the afterlife" said the father.
"No!!, I do not agree, if you marry kirana, Anyway I do not agreeuu!", cried the mother fiercely.
"Mother must not be so, Chandra is an adult, she has the right to choose the right wife for her", he said
"Obviously, I'll never approve of your relationship with Kirana, she's not a good woman" Mom glared at me.
"On what basis, the mother accuses kirana of a bad woman, not kirana of a doctor?, what kind of woman a hani is traveling, according to the best mother!", with a challenge I tried the mother from earlier, said kirana, a bad woman.
Brakk!!
Mother slammed the flower vase on the floor until it broke apart.
"You can marry Kirana, but get out of this house", threatened the mother.
"Okay ma'am", I said.
Then I went in to pack my things and say goodbye to my father.
"Don't go, son", you hold my hand, but I keep walking away