Liz Nadia's

Son-in-law Candidate

"What's up?" andromeda asked as he walked back to the back, when he saw Liz Nadiah turned out to be silent on the edge of the terrace - not following him who almost reached the doorstep.

There was a flash of discomfort on Liz Nadiah's shady face, like a doubt. Andromeda stood before him. "Will your parents accept me?" gamang tanyanya.

Already presumed. It must be like that. Andromeda smiled, stroking a glimpse of the black pashmina Liz Nadiah wore. "I'll make sure of that."

Is his father as sly and souple as Andromeda?

Is her mother soft or not? Or .. like Grandma Lampir like the characters in the movies who often put a cruel face when facing his son's future wife? Especially just an ordinary girl like her, thought Liz Nadiah silly.

"You wouldn't know it if you just stayed here!"

"Emm?"

"Come on!"

Only one option-following the forced pull of Andromeda.

And again ....

It's Canada! Not Jombang!

Liz Nadiah will not be able to return home by economy train or bus between cities.

But why is that nervousness so hard to get rid of?

....

A woman with a 46-year-old size, emerged from behind the door she had just preached. After repeated bells it pressed Andromeda.

A pair of clear round eyes seemed to widen, staring at Andromeda flabbergasted. "Oh, God! Andro," he murmured, seemingly in disbelief at what he saw. His eyes began to look teary. His palm raised slowly, stroking the firm cheeks of the man who, despite turning 30 years old, was still like a child to him.

A year or so the mother and child are simply communicating through the digital world. The busy business world of Andromeda makes it difficult to find free time to return to the country where both parents live.

Behind Andromeda's strapping body hugging his mother, Liz Nadiah was also in a shocked fashion. Originally on his head, the shadow of the figure of the woman who had given birth to Andromeda, is the figure of the socialite slang-yumb mother with red hair also clinking jewelry patrolling all over him.

But it turns out ....

"MasyaAllah," he murmured in admiration.

A black caftan that swallowed almost his entire body, complete with a matching colored veil, looks beautiful typical of Muslim women Shar'i.

Zalisa is a native of this country, but slightly inherited the oriental face of her great-grandfather who hails from Japan.

Anderson-husband, of course, Andromeda's father, is a pure Canadian-born man.

"Mom, Andro is not alone" Andromeda said, beginning to scatter his arms. Slightly shifted his body, giving visibility to his mother and Liz Nadiah.

The woman is still observing. Dividing his gaze upon Liz Nadiah, then upon Andromeda-asked the intent of his son's speech. "Who is he, honey?"

A little tug on the corner of Andromeda's lips. "As Andro promised Mommy." Then put one hand to embrace the shoulder of Liz Nadiah. "He's the son-in-law that Mommy always asks."

A moment looked at Andromeda and then he turned to the girl who embraced his son. "really?" tanyanya.

Andromeda nodded in. "Yes, Mom. She's the woman I love."

Others, not unhappy with Andromeda's recognition of himself in front of the man's mother, just .. Andromeda's treatment that embraces the confidence of his shoulders, greatly makes him uncomfortable.

And pretty related!

Moments later, after being satisfied with his assessment, Zalisa's movement then made Andromeda and Liz Nadiah surprised. The middle-aged woman stomped her son's body hard enough back-a little distance from Liz Nadiah. "Don't touch the slightest thing from him, before you justify it, Naughty Child!"