JODOHKU MR. DUDA

Proposal

With a slightly heavy step, I entered the room of the Gods.

Geck! Geck!

"For Mr." I smiled as sweetly as possible in front of him.

"Eh, the Ex. Enter gih!"

I went in, a little nervous.

"I don't feel like calling, uh you came alone. What was? Kangen huh?" He said while twitching his eyes. So sad to see.

"Who is missing! Want to get his autograph, sir. For my license."

"Yin? When?"

"Yes, permission, just one day. It's Saturday."

"Reason?"

"Family business, sir."

God read the piece of paper I gave him.

"What business?"

"Ih, kepo. His name is also a family affair, not good to be spread. Pamali," I replied of origin.

"I am, El's father. Still on the list as a family. Tell me clearly, I just signed. If you don't want to, that's okay," he relaxed.

I snorted annoyed at his attitude.

"There are families who want fiancee, sir," I explained as I swallowed the saliva. Afraid he knew this little lie.

The god squinted, "Who? Family or You?" satirical sharp.

I breathed a tired breath, my shoulders came down.

"Don't you want to sign? If you don't want it already, tomorrow I'll skip it," I said. Turn around and rush away from him, without carrying the license.

Kuempas hip in chair. Very rude of that man. Ask permission not to be given. That means I must be prepared to receive a letter of reprimand from HRD, if absent without explanation.. arrgght!

"Based on a weird, ugly ex, bummer!" my growl.

"Be careful, insulting the boss is no longer a reprimand. But DISMISSAL."

A person's voice suddenly sounded so close to this ear. I almost fell from the chair, when I saw God standing right in the back.

His hands were crossed on his chest, his eyebrows raised next to each other. Looking strangely at me. Die me!! it seemed like he heard, what had just spoken from this mouth.

Issha!! I put my mouth in both hands, that's it! Time with the hands of God.

"I'm sorry, sir," I said very slowly. Hope he doesn't do something, which will add to this self-governing rating.

"It's tired of working here, huh?" hatchlings.

"No sir, sorry about that." I saw with my eyes, some of the employees in this room were watching the action of the Gods.

"But what you're doing, will result in dismissal without severance, understand! Here, your license. I signed it. Still want to curse like that?" repeat while holding out a piece of paper.

Curse the paper by pretending to be scared. Though this face met with red, resisting embarrassment and irritated to hear the concoction of God.

"Thank's .. uh sorry, I mean thank you and that one, just from talking," I said. He just shook his head, turning his body about to enter his room.

However, he said something slowly, before finally moving away.

"But I love that you get fired, so you can take care of our families and our children later" she said with a smile.

I bit this lip. If only I didn't remember this office. I threw it with the pen in my hand. Just watch out, that guy. Wait for your ex's revenge!!

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With a quick movement, I put the writing equipment and paper on the table. I don't want to see God when I get home. Such energy was drained today, not to mention having to travel back home to the village.

I infiltrated among the horde of employees, when I saw God was chirping like looking for a kitten. A little happy when he made it through the main door of this office.

Book a taxi online to the terminal. And again smooth without the interference of astral beings .. ehh God.

Finally the car I was riding in, slowly started to leave the terminal, drove towards the mama house in the village.

While on the way, there were some incoming messages from the Gods. But I just ignore it. Shortly after, my family called. First bang Naresh asked my position. Both mama, who want to make sure his son does not break the promise. Then, the phone call from Papah, telling me to always be alert on the way. Complete is my tired today.

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Saturday morning was very busy. All the families gathered at home. Some were busy helping in the kitchen with neighbors and cooks, some were busy chatting while tasting cakes and food on the table. Wait, they taste or eat big? Sample it, use a ceper plate! And that, someone hid a black crackle in his shirt pocket.

I shook my head, looking at them from this central room. What, the middle room, not in the room? You must be wondering, right? In the hot room, although there are two fans. One fan stuck to the ceiling and another, standing firm and hard on the floor.

It might not be the room or the hot air, but it seemed like this heart was pounding. Moreover, some cousins and relatives papah, alternately enter the room and tease me.

"Nisa, ntar out of fiancee, eat it in a few minutes yes," said my fertile aunt.

"Wow, why Tant? I'm so skinny, huh?" timpalku. My cousin Uci, who was still sitting on the SLTP bench was also looking at me confused.

"Mbak Nisa is not very thin, really. Precisely slim, like the term millennial child, Body Goals," said Uci defended me.

"Issh .. what the hell is this, snot boy. Just play nyamber. Who's skinny too, who?" kilah the aunt.

"Trus, Auntie, tell me to eat a lot, what's it for?"

She took a breath, walked over to me who was wearing make-up.

"Let's not flat anyway," he said casually while wandering out of the room, leaving me agape. Meanwhile, Uci was happy, seeing what had just happened in front of him.

"Ci, find El dong. Rather than no work," I asked the girl, after the laughter had subsided.

I haven't seen El since morning. When I asked Momah, she said she was taking Nindi to Naresh's wife.

"Tuh, on the terrace. Again bribed with tantenya, mbak Nindi," he said.

I finally came out of the hot room. I see from this middle room, my brother-in-law is very painstaking in taking care of El. Let it go, it does not feel like to take El when with mbak Nindi.

"Ci, help dandan dong. I'm kind of having trouble with dandan."

"But I haven't been able to fully either, Ma'am," he hesitated.

"Udah, it's okay. I don't have to spend money, I don't like it either. It's just a fiancee, not a marriage. Buruan ah, ntar his guest has come."

"Yes already, if Ma'am, believe me oruh," he said. Go back to the room to get ready.

The results of the makeup of Uci on this face, it really makes me a little amazed. Flawless impressed the natural, Korean make-up girl called it.

I looked at myself once again in front of the mirror. Dress with ruffle access and wrinkles on the arms. A line dress model with super soft material and falls when worn, taste mbak Nindi is no doubt. Yeah, this shirt I'm wearing, it's a gift from him.

Not long after, the small figure that I had been looking for appeared with sister-in-law. He's already wearing batik, in matching color to me. Makes El even more adorable.

Hugged my little man. Kissing a lot of tomatmya cheeks.

I smiled wryly, loosening my arms.

"Sir, I'm a little afraid of having to go back to the household." Hip dumi beside him.

Nindi looked at me for a moment. "Still hesitating?"

"Hu'um, little."

"Now, I know why Naresh, ma'am and papah, called Nisa yesterday. It turns out they were afraid you changed your mind in the middle of the road. Relax Nis, this is just an engagement. You still have time to think again, before Ijab kabul in the title."

Again I nodded my head.

"Sir, thank you for this shirt and El. Mbak's taste is amazing," I said sincerely to him.

"It's just a little present, Nis. No need to say that," he said.

Suddenly he came in and straight away.

"Oh my goodness, Nisa! Still in the room. Come out, the guests have come." No, no commercial breaks.

I don't have time to argue anymore, I have to be ready right now. While El, already taken by mama.

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The welcoming voice from my family was heard clearly in this room. Adding subtle ripples in the chest. While waiting for them to call, suddenly the sound of a cell phone screeching.

I looked at it for a while, before deactivating it. My fingers stopped, while reading the name of Duda Mesum was calling. I don't know what made him call me.

My chest seemed crowded, when imagining the reaction of God when he knew his ex-wife would soon be engaged. Let it be, as long as he does not ask for the help of shamans to complicate it, surely Angga mas will face.

Why, how about Angga? Not me alone? You guys must have asked like that, right?

Whahuh? Nah! You guys didn't ask like that? Good, so no need to bother making it clear. Next. All right but for a second, I'll pick up silent mode for the phone and put it in the drawer.

Finally my name was called, I came out with Nindi and Uci. In the living room that is not too large, it already looks full of guests and families both parties.

Although I was nervous, I tried to stay calm. Especially when they realize that they are the center of their attention. I'm trying to find my future husband.

Mas Angga was sitting flanked by his parents. Wearing matching colored batik clothes with the clothes I wear. Make and bring, uh .. uh, single mah keder.

Deg-degan, as Mas Angga looks at me with a smile. He didn't blink a bit. As if to whisper, "You, you're so beautiful today." Hihihi, what a piquancy!

Mom called me, sitting between the parents. Just like the state of Mas Angga, who was right in front of us.

Because the proposal was already opened with a few words of welcome while I was still in the room. Now the host handed over the mic to papa mas Angga, to express their intention of arrival.

"So, as we've agreed before. Our goal came here, to ask Ananda Nisa, is willing to accept our child's proposal?" papah mas Angga.

And I ...?

　

　

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