Horizons

Episode 73

Fortunately there is Mas Dion, his age is older than me, but in terms of my higher rank. I called him because he was very respectable. Both Javanese as well, so put forward uploading seriously. Dion's the best cook among us. Be me asking for guidance and direction he made kitchen affairs. Plus the recipe and tutorial from my dear mother who is willing to recokin through video call.

Belain up the desert down the valley to look for ingredients to make gudeg such as young jackfruit, palm sugar, old coconut milk, even teak leaves, finally I managed to create a special gudeg with a distinctive taste of Jogja. Don't think making that gudeg is just a blink of an eye, the sacrifice is luamaaa bro.. Must be coconut marutin, nyacahin young jackfruit, not to mention the cooking for hours. But no pa pa pa, my sacrifice paid off when the prospective in-laws greedily ate lunch this time. Where Mas Dion from earlier praised in front of the public if the menu this time I cooked. Sttt. but do not say yes if I have bribed Mas Dion to praise me in front of the bokapnya Khanza.

Building an image is also important. You must maintain your attitude and behavior in front of prospective in-laws. If you need more attention dong same candidate-in-law. His belongings were brought, his room was cleaned, the apple came in the morning, answered the most enthusiastic greetings. Do not forget to always give attention, for example, made traditional snacks such as sweet potatoes, boiled beans, or handmade snacks, and of course my flagship drink, wedang ronde. Yes, the father really likes the same tang yuan from the land of bamboo curtains that have been localized. Especially in the afternoon or evening. Not just like it, but addicting. Said wedang ronde made me it reminds him the same wedang round corner of Jogja square which is often metatengin he same late Mamama Khanza used to date.

Khanza's attitude to me is quite welcome. He always takes care of his professionalism and is not antipathy with me. But what I do not understand, why it is so difficult to get an ijo lamp to hold a princess just his wayang. Until tonight, I found the answer.

The night before Mr. Major General left for Jakarta, I was called to his office. After knocking on the door and being allowed inside, I saw Satriya inside. They sat facing each other with two cups of tea that had started to run out. Apparently, they've been talking long enough.

"Ah. You have come. Enter" the middle-aged man's signal.

I got close enough to the distance between me and the two people to just eavesdrop on their conversation.

"Thank you, sir"

Just as the tall man stood up, the Major General interrupted again, "Ah, as planned, after your transfer of duty letter came out, your marriage to Khanza will be carried out immediately. For too long you've been delaying, this time there's no reason to refuse"

I'm speechless. My brain is frozen, my body is petrified. I tried over and over again to digest the words of Mr. Major General, but the only twist was the word marriage.

A wedding? Whose wedding are they talking about? The khanza? The woman who turned my world upside down? She's getting married? With my own boss and best friend? It is impossible for the world to play me this cruel? Tell me this is just a dream.. Tell me I was wrong...

But no. No matter how much I refuse, reality is still reality.