Late Wedding?

Quality Time With Dad

"When is it, Nduk?"

I stopped the movement of my ice cream spoon, which had almost touched my lips. Then look towards the Father who is now looking at me curious. Right now we are relaxing in the living room, accompanied by a large bowl of ice cream cups. Then the Father who is always faithful with a cup of herbal tea and fried cassava. Mother herself is clearly at home Mas Adi, understandably have a new grandson, yes. Though his aqiqah event was held yesterday, but I obviously still want to continue to stick with his new Grandson.

I get confused. "When what, sir? Back to Jogja?"

He laughed at my confused expression.

Lah, why even in the match?

"Your application to, Nduk. Official application."

I immediately ber'oh'ria, while nodding to understand. "Oh, when do you think it's good?"

Again, you laugh. I was wondering, actually, where the hell is the funny place. From then on, I kept laughing.

"Faster, better."

Cliche's answer. Really, just...

"Say Nak Rey, after Kayla's aqiqa. So then?" He spoke again and turned to me, after putting the cup down.

I scooped up my ice cream, then put it in my mouth with a blank look and a little daydreaming. "Are you ready yet to help me?" I asked back, confused as to what to answer.

You nod sure. "Alhamdulillah, you are ready. Ready to take you off and ready to be given a Grandson again," joked the Father while chuckling amusedly and plucking his fried cassava.

I pouted, responding to the code you threw just now. I swear, I like to go wrong on my own, if coded so.

"But Mas Adi did not like Rey very much, sir. How, huh?"

"Your mom?" ask the Father in between his chews.

I then nodded in response, and returned to scooping my ice cream.

"Love is as fond as your future husband," chirped the Father accompanied by a small laugh, which I believe is just a joke.

I snorted faintly and then laughed along.

"Oh, you are serious" said the Father suddenly.

Instantly I gawked.

"Huh?" spontaneous response.

"If according to Mr. Nak Rey is more handsome. More handsome than Masmu or Nak Kenzo."

I came back, in disbelief. Hold on, hold on, okay, I admit Reynand's a handsome guy. But if you say more handsome than Kenzo, yes. The feeling is still a Kenzo.

"Yes, no, sir. Hanging Kenzo," I said, shaking her head in disapproval.

"Well, why even buy the husband of people, not the future husband himself. Hayo, want to be your actor, Nduk?"

"Astagfireullah! Father, yes, the talk. Saru! Qilla is not to belain anyone, but to be fair, to judge according to the facts," I said in self-defense.

It's delicious, I'm the most determined party to split up. The time after he was happy with his new partner wanted me to take it. The effect is that I am a cheap woman and become a Servant of God.

"Moso? How can you not believe," Goda Father prank.

"Yes, no papa. That's good, sir, believe Qilla as a polytheist," I replied with a sullen expression.

"Can... But, Nduk, according to the Father, the handsomeness of a man is not seen from his face alone you know."

I chuckle amusedly. "Out of what else, sir?"

"It can be seen from his sincerity that wants to seriously edit the women of his heart adoration" said the father without hesitation. It made me laugh spontaneously afterwards.

"Well, why are they even being offered?"

"Father is funny."

"You think Mr. Kirun, funny. Wahaahe... Wahaahe... Vaaogne..."

Instantly I was broken. Moreover, the pronunciation of the Father when pronouncing the word 'wayahe' sounds somewhat similar to the original comedian.

"But you are serious, the seriousness of Nak Rey is clearly visible. You can see it for yourself."

Suddenly I was interested in the words you said. "I mean Father?" manya curious. "Kenzo didn't seem to mean it?"

"It doesn't look real, it just doesn't convince you."

As I grimaced, when I heard my honest reply.

"Why can that be, sir?"

He looked at me with a confused expression. "Why what?"

"Why couldn't Qilla be sure about Kenzo, huh, sir? Kenzo is a complete package, right?"

The father shrugged both shoulders simultaneously and grabbed his teacup, sipping it in full delight before returning to his voice, "Perhaps because Nak Kenzo is too good."

"Huh?"

Seeing my confused expression, he immediately laughed.

How am I even being traded?

"Isn't that a woman's mainstay when deciding on her boyfriend, Nduk?"

I immediately connect. Astagfirullah! Gail too, yeah. Sensitized.

I then immediately chuckled amusedly afterwards. "It can be, this man. Ever done anything, sir?" godaku.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Father then nodded and replied, "Get up."

I'm shocked. "Huh? Ever, Sir?"

Father laughs. "Why is your expression so shocked, Nduk?"

"I'm shocked, sir," I'm honest.

"Why surprised? Almost all good men have and will do that."

When I said the words earlier, I suddenly laughed a little. Makes me wonder. Suddenly remembered his youth back then maybe times, yes.

"Why, Sir?" askaku chuckles. "Juice youth first?"

Father nodded. "Your Mother's Boeing."

"Why Mother?" I was curious about mixed kepo.

"Dih, kepo," ledek Mr.

I glared in surprise. How do you know kepo anyway?

"What do you know about the coco?"

"Know."

"Who is teaching?"

"Grandson Mr. dong."

Well, not really Kafka, his sister was taught to all. After all, that boy knows where the hell said kepo. Just make kepo.

"Turn to the topic, Nduk!"

I turned to face my father with a confused expression.

"When?"

Seriously. I can't tell if you're joking or serious. You see, he was accompanied by a crisp laugh.

"What else is this, sir?" I asked, pretending I didn't understand. Though genuine, I understand very well the direction of his conversation.

Hearing my answer, Father immediately clucked. "Pretending to forget?" sindirnya later.

I scratched my suddenly itchy head.

"When? This weekend?"

I turned to my father with a surprised expression. "This week? No fluster, sir?"

"Faster is better," replied the Father, making me suddenly lovep.

"Udah, call her Nak Rey. Ask directly!"

I'm nodding. "Yes, he'll be asked" I said later.

"Tok later, now to."

I moved my face spontaneously. "Now so, sir?"

"Remember, the sooner the better, Nduk."

Hearing the mainstay phrase of the Father just now, really makes me can not do anything but reach for my phone, which was lying on the table. I fiddled with him for a bit, looking for Reynand's contact number before finally contacting him.

"Not appointed, sir," I said, glancing at you for a moment, but still trying to contact Reynand back.

It took me almost five minutes to wait, and my phone connection was finally connected.

"Oh, yes, no papa. What are you again?" briefly bases.

There was a light puffiness from across the street, which I believed belonged to Reynand himself. Which means Reynand was laughing at me.

"What's your choice?"

"You. Did I answer that when I finished from the bathroom, this hour runs out of the bathroom, what does it mean? Shower right? You are a weirdo. What the hell is it?" ask Reynand. "If anyone wants to be asked, ask, which. Just like anyone."

I scratched my head while glancing at Father. Father nodded in between his mouth. I then put my ice cream on the table and stood up, but was arrested.

"That ice cream was put in the refrigerator first, it melted there. Wet the table, your mother's home later," said the father, pointing at my ice cream container.

I grimaced in embarrassment, then grabbed my ice cream container and took it to the kitchen and put it in the freezer. Only then did I pull up the chair in the dining room and sit on it.

"Why the hell?" ask Reynand in astonishment.

"That's... Anu's... Are you busy this weekend?"

"No. Want to go the same way as the actual wife, just can not. It's the LDR."

"Diamond..."

"Yes, honey. Why the hell, by the way? How do you hesitate?"

"Official application issue," my great-grandson hesitated.

"Yes, why the same official proposal?"

"Father broadcast the show late last week. How do you think?"

"If you are the real Mr, I am yes," said Reynand imitating Mas Anang Hermansyah when he was a judge on Indonesian Idol.

"So, fix this week?" many ensure.

Without the slightest doubt, Reynand immediately agreed.

"I bring a nuclear family, or the same group?" tanyanya.

I thought for a moment. If you bring a group, it means the event must be rather large, yes, only if the nuclear family only. I'm not sure you'll agree. But, I think it's better for the nuclear family. It is more familial, it does not take away many people or parties.

"The core family. More family, right?"

"Yes, I agree. Your family doesn't matter?"

"No. God is safe."

"OKAY. I will tell the family. But by the way, what time do we have to come from Jogja?"

"What about nine or ten hours?" bargained.

Reynand was silent for a moment, probably thinking. I waited patiently for him too. Shortly after, Reynand returned to voice.

"OKAY. Later if there's a change I'm telling you, huh?"

"Hmm," my response was sober.

"Again what?"

"Nyantai was the same father, before."

"Now?"

"Sit in the kitchen on the phone with you."

"Oh yes. Did you eat?"

"Not yet if the rice, but if snacking is already a lot," I replied while grinning embarrassed.

"What's the big deal?"

"much. You alone?"

"Want hair."

"Well, if that's what I'm doing, huh?"

"Loh, why is that? I'm not the same, am I?"

I immediately laughed at Reynand's suddenly spoiled tone.

"Aren't they even brawled?" reynand's protest sounded sulky.

"Funny you are."

"Funny where it is?"

"The funny thing is in you" I said in between my laughter.

It was Reynand's turn to laugh. "What the hell? Why did you join the show on tv?"

"Yes, you want to follow your hair far away. So, mending the followings that kayak on tv-tv deh."

"Yes, yes. It's up to you. You die if that's the case, I'd like to continue this work as well."

Hah, Tumben Reynand until bring the work to the house. Usually, the home area should not smell the smell of work, so he does not like to bring work home. Is he still at work?

"Where are you, Rey?" manya curious.

"Room."

"You brought work home?" I just don't believe it.

"Yes, again with more sustenance, can not be wasted. After all, we are soon to get married, the wedding reception costs are not cheap. So I got to work, a little extra."

Hearing Reynand's reply, my heart suddenly warmed and felt that it had been special. Although I could not deny it, the feeling of guilt lingered within me. Yes, he indirectly worked extra for me.

"Don't be too ngoyo, ah. I don't want a big reception either. Even if, should be somewhat made a big event, we can joint venture. I'm not unemployed or a woman who wants to do well, Rey," I replied later.

"Yes. See you later this week."

"Hmm, don't forget to eat and take care of your health" I said.

Reynand just said yes, and then I turned off the phone afterwards. Stand up from my seat and push the chair I had pushed back, to make it easier for me to get out. I returned it to its original place and walked out of the kitchen to the living room and approached Father.

"So?" greet you when I just get out of the kitchen.

I immediately nodded and took a sitting position on the long sofa and plucked the fried cassava of the Father and directly devoured it.

"Last week?"

I answered him again with a nod of my head.

"What day is malem?"

"What about noon, sir? It's a little far too."

You look like you're not a problem. "Wes, how good, how good. Just fuck off."

"But Mom, sir?"

I suddenly remembered Mom, who most likely did not agree that my application was held in a family only.

"Why Mother?" ask the Father with a confused expression.

"Anu... If the application event does not have to be big-gede how, sir?"

"Yes, no papa. Simpler is also good, even feels kinship to?"

I agree with Father. But what about Mom?

"Emang Mama?" I'm not sure. I'm quite familiar with Mother's nature, where would she hold my proposal - an event that Mother-wanted so eagerly awaited - is just ordinary. I will definitely be ready for this and that.

With a puzzled expression, the Father replied, "Why didn't your mother get it? It's the show your mother's been waiting for."

"Yes, because it is precisely the event that Mother is waiting for, sir. I definitely want the show to be adain gede-gede."

Hearing my confession, he immediately made me laugh. "Yes, too, yeah. I didn't think of going there," he chuckled later.

"How do you do, sir?" I started to worry. If you have a wish, it's hard to argue.

"Easy. I'm the Father's handler, your Mother's problem, the Father's business."

"If it doesn't work?"

"Have you ever seen me fail to melt your mother's heart?"

I shut up for a moment, and tried to remember. It seems like you are quite an expert in meluhkan Mommy's heart.

"I don't think so. Kan Pakawangnya, "gurauku later.

"Well, then why are you still worried? Take it easy, leave everything to you, ", said the Father confidently.

I nodded while holding my two thumbs up.

"Brother is the best!" I said to embrace him immediately.

Tbc,