Just A Wedding

Chapter 92

" I'm going to .............(name my hometown ) for a few days ? Do you want to come ? Can we look at your brothers and sisters ? And being able to see Jhoji." Mr. Satrio's notice made me happy. Although my leave is less than one week away but I've missed my hometown.

" I'll leave after dusk, so be prepared if you want to come. I may spend the night there for two or three days, Mr. Satrio said.

" Yes, I'm going with you" I replied happily.

" But you have to come again.(calling the city we live in). Your leave is still one week away, right ? Honey, if you're in a hurry, hurry home early,"

" Yeah.I'm coming back here again" I replied with a smile.

" Yes, get ready to pick you up. Is Tangguh and Thavisa participating," asked Mr. Satrio to me.

" No mas, kasian will be tired of leaving with mom alone," I replied with a soft shake.

Mr. Satrio was wide-eyed not to believe what I said. "really, you let Tangguh and Thavisa be with mom" asked Mr. Satrio.

" Mmmm. Aren't we just two or three days ? " I asked Mr. Satrio.

" Yes at most three days" replied Mr. Satrio while kissing my forehead. Getting ready to go to work.

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" Dik Arin woke up..... Let's prepare. I'm going to take you somewhere, "let Mr. Satrio wake me up from sleep.

I was so tired from the trip. Initially we will leave according to schedule, but because Mr. Satrio still has work to be completed and can not be delayed we leave at one in the morning earlier today, and we arrived when the sun showed her a beautiful smile. I had asked to postpone the departure, but Mr. Satrio refused on the grounds that he had made an appointment with his relationship.

" I've prepared breakfast, you go take a shower ! Mr. Satrio's orders to me.

" His father has not yet been seen, did he come out ? I asked Mr. Satrio when I saw the state of the quiet house. During my stay in.(the city where Mr. Satrio lives), Jhoji lived with my sister Arsita.

" You just came out, " replied Mr. Satrio calmly.

" Where are we going ? To the land ? How did Tumben take me ? " canuke astonishment.

" Yes ....," he replied calmly.

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" Mas...mau take care of the letters again ? I asked Mr. Satrio who stopped the car in front of the notary office and PPAT.

" Yes, we'll see" replied Mr. Satrio as if indifferent to my question.

I entered the office of notary and PPAT, how shocked I was there already father, Mother Ayunda and her husband, Brother Arsita and her husband and older brother.

" Why are they all gathered here ?" I was astonished as I walked towards my family sitting in the chair in this room.

" Let's see what they want" Satrio replied with a smile and looked at me. I'm getting confused by what Mr. Satrio's smile means to me.

" Good morning Mr Satrio, how is the journey of the Father ? " ask a man as if already familiar with Mr. Satrio.

" Good Mr. Satria, smooth. Is everything ready ? Ask Mr. Satrio to someone with the same name as him, just a difference in pronunciation only. Mr. Satrio ends with O and the man ends with A.

" Yes, we can start now" replied Mr. Satria, taking us to the room where my family was.

My family greeted us with a smile. Mr. Satrio is still talking seriously with PPAT Officer Pak Satria.

" Is there a problem are we all gathered here ? Even Mas Taufik came from outside the island ? I asked my brothers and sisters in astonishment.

" Have your husband not told you yet ? Ma'am Ayunda asked me half a whisper.

" what problem ? " many more.

" Pak Satrio bought a mother's house (the house I currently live in with my father, Jhoji and children.) for you," replied Ma'am Ayunda to me.

" He...it's impossible." I still don't believe in the notice of Madam Ayunda.

Mr. Satrio and the PPAT officials came to our room. Mr. Satrio sat next to me. His hand held tightly to my hand.

PPAT officials briefed us, because the land and the house we occupy is a land grant owned by the mother from the granting of the parents of the mother (grandfather and grandmother from my mother's side) so the division of land and house is only for children mother was the four of us. The house was bought by Mr. Satrio in my name. I was moved by the surprise of Mr. Satrio. As long as the PPAT Office gives us an explanation. Mr. Satrio constantly smiled and occasionally looked at me.

" Do you like my surprises ? he asked me half a whisper in my ear

" very.....Why don't you say it early" I asked

" If you say, his name is not a surprise" he replied casually and smiled.

" I have a request for you. How about the money from the sale of land for you you give to your father only ? Didn't you get a house from me ? ask Mr. Satrio.

" Yes, I agree with mas's proposal" I replied without thinking. For me to own the house without spending a penny is the biggest gift I received.

Everything related to the sale of land, the division and the manufacture of land certificates has been well discussed this morning, today.

" This is a gift for you because it has given birth to Tough and Thavisa for me" said Mr. Satrio when we were alone in the car and on the way to the land owned by Mr. Satrio.

" When I come here, I can stop at our own house. You, Tough and Thavisa will greet me with a smile" Satrio said.

" I deliberately bought that house for you, because I'm sure there are a lot of memories there. When I called your brothers they agreed that I bought it for you. We agreed to meet today. You also agreed with my proposal to buy the house." said Mr. Satrio but remained focused on the road because of driving.

" When did you contact your father and brothers ? many wonder.

" A few days ago, we were still waiting for your brother to come from outside the island" Satrio replied.

" Is it not too much ? I'm happy, but I'm afraid to go overboard. "

" I want to make you happy, that's all I'm aiming for. I also feel uncomfortable if I stay there but I'm not the owner of the house ? replied Mr. Satrio firmly.

" What mas is also like this against Mbak Asri ? The stupid question and my kepo came out again and was straightforwardly uttered through the question sentence I threw at Mr. Satrio.

Mr. Satrio took a long breath. Not answering my questions. He was biting the seedlings under his own. We stayed quiet for a long time during this trip. From the city center to the land owned by Pak Satrio takes about 1 hour drive. We entered the office area with Dutch ornaments.

Some people welcome us, I don't really know who they are. Maybe the office administration staff are here. Because I'm here for the first time.

I went around this sizable office, because the building is Dutch heritage. Behind the building were a few more buildings when I saw that there were a lot of employees sorting through tobacco leaves.

" Do you want to go inside to see ?" asked Mr. Satrio suddenly asked me from behind.

" No.... I'm tired of just sitting in the office. But I like the distinctive smell of tobacco" I replied.

" There's a break room of mine. You can rest there, while I still have to finish some things here,"

" Mas...I am hungry my door arrived - arrived at Mr. Satrio,"

" There are soon many meatball sellers due to lunch break time. Usually the employees buy in crowds. The meat's good, I like to buy, too,"

" Was eating meatballs here ? Five-foot meatballs with carts ? I just don't believe it. Because all I know Mr. Satrio eat is always a restaurant or in a restaurant that looks clean and ........

" ha...ha....do you think I have never eaten at times five, either ? I also often eat in angkringan." replied Mr. Satrio with a laugh.

" Is it true....I never know ?" my tokyo....

" You want to eat in Angkringan too ? " ask Mr. Satrio.

" Yes.....later night ? tanyaku.

" I'm ready to drop you off, wherever you want," replied Mr. Satrio smilingly teasingly at me.

Seriate..........