Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

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Based on my cousins' experience, they say that their in-laws -- long ago - made them cringe at the first introduction. And it suddenly stuck in my mind when Reza said her mother wanted to meet me on a video call. However, when I finally became acquainted with Mrs Ratna Dinata, the impression I had was completely different. When I first called her aunty, she immediately asked me to call her mother.

Talking to her was like talking to my mother. I who was initially anxious, was immediately familiar because of his hospitality. From the tone of his voice, I can guess that he likes me even though he has never met me. Reza must have told him some of my good qualities. Otherwise, he would not have been that friendly to me.

Reza's mother praised me as beautiful and sweet, exactly what Reza said. When we spoke on the video call, the mother and son were together. Her mother was sitting leaning against a small chair, while Reza was leaning over, just behind her mother. Their relationship as a mother and child is very close.

After further observing her, I estimate she gave birth to Reza in her thirties, as her mother appeared to be in her sixties. There is very little resemblance between them, Ratna Dinata and Reza Dinata. Perhaps Reza is physically similar to her father compared to her mother whose skin color is very white, her face is round, and her eyes are narrow. I couldn't see her hair because she was wearing a hijab. I think she must have been pretty when she was my age. And I was so inexhaustible, why did his father Reza used to be so willing to do violence to the woman who had given him the offspring?

Just as good as when I thought of that irresponsible figure of my father. Satria, the man's name, he is a lawyer, he may be a successful man in a career, but he becomes a loser in domestic life. How not, the man left his wife, my mother, as well as his two children, me and my sister, because he was so busy courting his cheating women, that he forgot to have a wife and two children, and leave us to be with those women. I wonder, how can a man whose profession upholds a sense of justice, but it turns out that he himself cannot be fair to his children, to me and my brother? He should have been fair to his family first, just taken care of justice for others. His attitude indirectly made me dislike his profession, and, made me tend to avoid people with the same profession, because they always reminded me of my father who was NOL BESAR in my eyes.

"When can you come here to meet Mom?" that question blew my mind. And I asked Reza's mother to repeat her question, "When can you come here to meet Mom, son?"

I said the same answer as I said to Reza that day, "I'll try early next month, yes, Mom. After I come from Surabaya, I will go there to see Mom," I replied.

"Okay, I'm waiting for you, lo, yeah."

"Yes, Mom. Nara try."

"OKAY. But by the way, Reza told Mom, she said you'd accept Reza if Mom and you gave your blessing. Right so?"

Geez...he confided in his mother? "Mmm. yes. I did say that to Mas Reza," the words were spoken like a Primary School kid who had not been fluent in reading, said one by one. I feel my cheeks blush. Reza chuckles behind his mother.

"Mothers approve. I'm glad your son met a nice girl like you."

Oh....

When her mother said she was grateful, there was a kind of thirst that was satisfied in me. But the next sentence just hit me really hard. If he had known what my bad qualities were, he wouldn't have said such a sentence.

Suddenly the thought of feeling unworthy to be the wife of a Reza Dinata re-emerged in my mind. But I had no thought of finding a man more perfect than him. And obviously, I wouldn't want to be with a fucking guy like my dad. I want to try to be solid for Reza. I'm not sure if I can be a hundred percent. But there is a desire to try. After all, Reza can accept me for who I am, right?

The day after I met Reza's mother, I got a phone call from my mother.

"Son, thank you for that. You have received, it was delivered here by your friend," my mother's voice sounded excited across there.

My forehead waved in astonishment. "Delivered by Nara's friend? Not a courier, Bund?"

"Says your friend. If it's not wrong, it's Reza."

Whats? I'm astonished. "Reza direct to get there?"

"Yes. You never told me you had a boyfriend. By the way, the guy's handsome, yeah. Similar actor Reza Rahadian, friendly again. Bring it here sometime. Mother likes the boy. It was like chatting with a real Reza Rahadian," he said praising Reza.

I smiled to myself. "Reza Rahadian version KW, Mommy..," I said.

My mother and I laughed, like two friends who were huddled. I forgot when we last had a nice conversation. Just because of a Reza Dinata who looks like actor Reza Rahadian, things have changed in my life.

On the phone my mother said that she really liked the smoked fish I bought at Sentra Ikan Bulak. He had cooked it and tasted it, even asking me to bring it back later when I returned to Jakarta. He said he also liked the cow's milk and cow's rambak. I knew my mom would love all that, because we had a lot in common. In fact, I guess, if only there had been no me and my sister, my mother would have wandered away, the same escape as my escape. I often imagine how much she is confined to living day after day in an environment she does not like.

"He likes you, huh?"

Eh? The question stunned me. I asked him where he knew from. She said it was a mother's instinct.

I also admitted that what my mother thought was true, and I also told my mother that Reza intended to marry her daughter, making me his wife. My mother was glad not to hear the happy news. I can imagine his expression with my eyes closed.

"You alone, how?" tanyakanya. I shut up, I don't know what to say. "Son, Mommy knows what you're thinking. Mother knows you are still shackled by the past. But you can't let the past keep haunting you. You have to be honest that you feel the same way."

I can only murmur, "Mmm...."

Faintly, I heard my mother's sobs from across the street. Not a cry of sadness, quite the contrary, I am sure one hundred percent, at that time my mother was very happy.

"But, Bund, Nara's only known Reza lately."

I didn't say that I'd only known Reza for a week. It is ridiculous that I who have never been in love can have such quick feelings for a stranger I just met.

"Then?"

I'm throats. "Nara was afraid she wasn't the right person. Mmm... before Mommy gets married, Mommy must think my father is a good person, right? But the truth is, he's having an affair."

My mother took a long breath. "Don't make Mother's experience a scary whip. You have to dare to step. Maybe Reza isn't like your father. Even if one day she is like that, Mother will not blame you if you make the same decision as Mother before. Not Mother justifies separation, but as women we have the right to choose our own way of life. You want to, don't you, try stepping in with Reza?"

"But, Bund."

"Why?"

"Anu...."

"What?"

I hesitantly said, "Nara was sorry before, Nara sometimes misses prayers." I was silent, confused about putting words together to speak to my mother.

"As a parent, Mother forgives. Mommy only advises you because you are old, you have dared to live an independent life out there. The rest, it becomes your own responsibility. Your responsibility to God. So what does this have to do with Reza? You're afraid he finds out and leaves you? So, Honey?"

Nope. It's not like that. I explained to my mother that Reza was a good man, who was diligent in prayer, very different from me, so I felt unworthy to be his wife.

"If that's the case, you make yourself worthy of him. But with a note, you pray and you change not because of Reza, but because of obligation, because you want to improve yourself. Understood?"

Desaha* lightly escaped my lips. "Nara understands" I said.

"Son, remember, you have to control yourself. Do not let because of the feeling of love, you and he do things that cross the line. Do you understand what Mother means?"

I have a tickling laugh. "Yes, Bund. Sure. Mother just calm down. Nara can take care of herself" I said reassuring my mother. It will be nothing more than hugs and kisses. Hidhi.

A kiss? Ngarep!

"And one more thing, bring Reza and his family here. So we can get to know each other. Because we have to know his family's genealogy. Not nothing, but to avoid inbreeding, because you don't know your father's family. He has a large family, both from his father, also from his mother, his parents have many brothers, both siblings seayah seibu, and brothers who are only half-brother. Mother also did not know many of their brothers. So even with your father, older sisters and younger sisters have sons, even older sisters have sons who grew up without the knowledge of their families, Mother herself also does not know who and where the child is. Maybe there is something else besides what Mother knows, because she has several children who each have different fathers. And your father also has a son from Yanti. Mana knows, maybe she also has a child from Rhea, or other women out there. So, do not let you fall in love with people in the scope of their family, especially those who are blood to you. This one you understand, right?"

My mother explained at length, and my answer only understood. In my heart I hope that the status of the blood flowing in my body will not be a barrier to my newly established romantic relationship.

"You haven't decided to date, have you? Don't, get to know his family. If everything is okay, Mommy will respect it. Okay?"

I'm stunned. "Eye. yes," I replied. I don't know if I lied or not to my mother at the time. Because the truth is, you know how.

"Yes what?"

"Yes okay."

"So when?"

"Later, Mommy. later Nara will call. Okay?"

"OK," he said.

My mother seemed so impatient, it made me think of the appeal of a Reza Dinata.