Jum Wo Ai Ni

Enchanted

Juminten's smile expands to see the closeness of Mama and her mother, although for Juminten the bond between the two women is still a mystery.

"I'm sorry you weren't with Dylan, he was still getting ready. I can't wait to see you Jum." Mayleen lands in a worn-out bed, near Juminten.

"Yes Ma, it's okay. After all, the show is only starting at eight o'clock, there is still time" said Juminten with a sweet smile.

Staring at Juminten's facial goals, Mayleen was not wrong. He was so similar to someone he knew. Even the shape of Juminten's nose is slightly bent in the middle. It's very much the same, just like a photocopy. Unknowingly the clear circle escaped from the corner of the middle-aged woman's eyes.

"Why are you crying?" Mayleen shook her head, she rubbed the salt water with the back of her hand.

"Mama was just too happy, dear," she said, she then looked at Mirna who was also looking at her.

The woman in the wheelchair nodded. Her eyes were dewy, as if feeling the same way as Mayleen.

"Oh, don't cry so much, Miss Mirna. Later if Juminten follow the cry, how will the make-up wear off?" goda Ana's.

"Ah . Yes you are right. We went out, there were a lot of guests outside. I also want to taste the colorful cake that looks good," said Mayleen to divert their conversation.

"Colorful? which one is Madam?" Ana rolled her eyes trying to think of the cake that Mayleen meant.

Ana prepares several types of market snacks for the treats of the guests, and indeed some of them are colorful. So, Ana is not sure which cake Mayleen is referring to.

"That's, that cut into little boxes of trusses using coconut grater."

"Oh, cenil."

"Yes it's possible."

"Let's Madam, I prepare for Madam. I also bought a layer cake, klepon, and many more. Madam can try." Ana turns Mirna's wheelchair, directing her to the door.

"Come on Jum" asked Mayleen, holding the hand of her future daughter-in-law.

Juminten nodded, he followed Mayleen's steps. In the living room, Ana prepared several types of cakes served on small plates. Mayleen's eyes sparkled, she immediately plucked one of the chewy cookies.

"Enak An" said Mayleen.

"Alhamdulillah if Madam likes, this cake I make myself."

"really? teach me sometime yes," Mayleen said with sparkling eyes.

"Don't me Madam, Juminten alone. He also made a cake," said Ana as she pointed at Juminten.

Mayleen turned to Juminten who was standing next to her.

"Can you make a cake?"mayleen asked with a very curious look on her face.

Juminten. "Just make some Ma."

"Lied, New. He's more sinter than me," cut Ana fast.

"Opo seh Budhe," said Juminten while blushing.

[[What the hell, Budhe," Juminten said while blushing. ]

"Wah I did not choose the wrong daughter-in-law, already beautiful pinter cook, attention. Complete, stay up this immediately make me a grandson," said Mayleen teasingly, Juminten further lowered his head to hear Mayleen's voice so ambiguous. Seeing the timid Juminten Ana and Mayleen suddenly laugh.

Mayleen immediately stepped up, flipping the red curtain, which blocked the living room and the living room.

"I agree with your proposal!" exclaimed Mayleen, who successfully made everyone look at her. The guests were silent and watched Mayleen standing up.

"Which one is Mrs?" ask Wawan.

"Ck, that's the father who is planning to marry directly. Which father was ngusulin?"

"I'm Mom." A sixty-year-old man was sitting next to the wawan. He wore a brown batik suit, and a black peci smiled at Mayleen.

Mayleen walked over and sat down beside him, not too close. Mayleen still left a safe distance between them.

"Let's repeat what you said earlier, because I only heard part of it from inside."

"Look, Mom. If in my opinion, it is better Juminten and your child get married immediately, after all good intentions for what is delayed if they are both like, fearing that they will be lustful. Moreover, Mr. Penghulu also happened to be present as a guest, but that was just my thought," explained the man who served as the chairman of RT.

Mayleen mangosteen-beard heard Mr. RT's explanation, in her heart she also strongly agreed. Why delay if today can too.

"I agree Sir. Wan, you please talk to Mr. Penghulu, if I want today Dylan Juminten directly married under the hands," he told Wawan.

"But does the Madam's Son want to?" asked Wawan hesitated, the article he knew Dylan and Juminten were betrothed by Mayleen. Not on the basis of liking.

"What the hell are you, he obviously wants to. Anyway you set, later Dylan same Juminten I set."

"Okay, Madam." Wawan also stood up, he approached a man sitting in the corner, wearing a cocoa shirt. Looks very simple.

Wawan seemed to speak seriously to the father. Mayleen smiled widely, it seems like it should be like this.

The sound of the roar of the car, made Mayleen's smile wider. He soon got up, and said goodbye to Mr. Rt to welcome his son.

Dylan got out of the car, the narrow-eyed man looked handsome, in a blue suit matching the kebaya Juminten.

Parman was standing on the porch, waiting for Dylan to come.

"Please Young Master" said Parman politely.

Raka tailed behind Dylan, the man carrying a set of jewelry that Dylan and Juminten had taken the other day. Some people also got out of other cars, carrying various shipments that Mayleen had prepared.

"Ma." Dylan kissed the back of Mama's hand.

"Finally we come, baby, let's sneak in. My mother is impatient." Mayleen held Dylan in her hand and pulled him inside.

Dylan sighed, lazily there was no happy look on the young man's face. His face looks flat.

"You're sitting here for a second, Mama wants to call Juminten first." Mayleen pressed Dylan's shoulder to sit the man at the small table in the middle of the room.

Dylan could only obey and stare at the back of his passing mother in puzzled manner. He then smiled stiffly at a middle-aged man sitting across the table, is the proposal really like this? the question was in Dylan's brain. Some people seemed to be discussing something while looking at Dylan, the young man was trying to be indifferent because he did not understand the language they were speaking.

Before long Mayleen came out with a cradle embracing Juminten's shoulders. Dylan's eyes, which accidentally looked at Mayleen, were now fixated on Juminten.

Is that really the village girl he was paired with? Dylan's eyes continued to follow where Juminten moved his body. Even Dylan's eyes seemed reluctant to just blink.