I'm a Savings Woman

Requesting Permission

"So how? Are you really serious about Arsha? He's my only brother, I wouldn't let him go if it was just for dating. For 24 years, Arsha was never allowed to date. Fear of keblablasan like most young people, later even pregnant out of wedlock" said Arka ketus.

Oh Allah, Brother, you are sadistic.

"Don't you guys go out secretly, huh?" continued Arka.

"No Brother. No, right?" Arsha asked Devan.

Devan did not have time to answer, suddenly Izzah with a tray. "Let's taste it first, it's a drink, and it's a homemade banana sponge."

"Well, I'm sorry to take this, ma'am. Thank you." reply Devan kindly.

Izzah put a cup of coffee and a few pieces of sponge in front of Devan..

"What's this?" Izzah opened the paper bag on the table.

"From Devan, ma'am," answered Arsha.

"Why bother, Son Devan"

"That's Nak Devan's small business," Rayhan said.

"Well, it turns out to be a businessman, nice boy Devan. Nowadays young people are mostly lazy, preferring to play mobile phones or waste money on parents. Nak Devan is an example of the young generation who want to advance, independent, and God willing to succeed" said Izzah.

Devan just smiled faintly, looking timid.

"Instant, I want to go to the kitchen first give ininke mbok inah let it be partially fried first, yes. Let it be directly reviewed in front of the owner." said Izzah.

"Please, Mom. In fact, I'm happy if for example there is input later." reply Devan.

"Darling, don't get too tired" Rayhan said.

"No, just calm down. Later Mbok Inah who will fry." reply Izzah.

Izzah went back to the kitchen.

"Please drink, son." said Rayhan.

Devan nodded and grabbed the cup in front of him. Then put it back after being seen several times gulp.

"God willing, I am serious with Arsha Pak, mmmm Bang" said Devan hesitantly calling Arka what he called. "If it's acceptable and approved, my plan would be to bring the extended family here next week. And we didn't date or have anything to do before, last met three years ago, after college." Devan answered the question Rayhan had asked earlier.

Arsha was instantly stunned.

This dream, anyway?

"Previously sorry, Son Devan. Her name is marriage, God willing, once in a lifetime. So can't play picky origin. If you don't mind, give us some time to think carefully. Relax, I don't look at work or caste. You are free to work whatever the halal origin, and importantly there is an effort to meet Arsha's needs later."

Devan nodded. "Good, Sir. I'll be patient waiting." Suddenly his gaze turned towards Arsha.

Arsha's wrong behavior immediately plays her phone. While Arka looks indifferent to the arrival of Devan.

Isn't that what seems to go viral in social media? What is Devan owner? Impossible not.

"Hmm, delicious. The spice fits, well, try it." said Izzah.

"Good God, this is really delicious Mom. Ka, Sha, you have to try this" Rayhan said.

Arka starts taking, even with Arsha.

Really good turns out, so want to hug the owner, inner Arsha.

"If you can tell, how long has it been open for, son?" ask Izzah again.

"It's only been two years, ma'am." Devan replied.

"That number, hopefully smoothly continues and can open many branches" said Rayhan added.

"Aamiinu. Thankfully, there are a few branches. And it's preparing to open the 120th branch."

"Exhibit." chirped Arka.

"Ka.." call Izzah.

"Why Ma'am? I'm right to show off." Arka replied.

Izzah smiled at Arka and patted her boy on the thigh.

"Don't be so dear." said Izzah.

Devan is just smiling.

"Son Devan if you are sure, me and Arsha's mother as parents it depends on Arsha himself. Because after all, it is Arsha who will live the household ark, which God willing if you are a match will be a marriage that God willing also first and last." explained Rayhan.

"Well now, depends on Arsha. You want to not marry the same guy who has a business with an outlet that is already 120 aja. But you just met earlier, the point is you do not know him completely" said Arka increasingly ketus.

Arsha looks upset with the words of her twin sister.

"Sorry before Van, please give me some time to think" Arsha said.

"Well, I will always wait for a yes answer from you." Devan replied.

Izzah and Rayhan smiled.

After about an hour of chatting, Devan finally came home. Leaving Arsha with a feeling of anxiety.

Do I have to accept that proposal? mumbling Arsha.

Seriate....