
Ompung Norma and her son and daughter-in-law were sitting on the porch of the house while watching employees weighing the palm fruit.
"Chandra, Miranti's widower's son is married again hasn't he?" ask Norma while prying betel nut. Ompung Norma is used to eating betel nut if you are sitting relaxed.
"I don't remember yet, Mom. What's up?" sahut mr. Chandra to his in-laws.
"How about we match Gita with Rizal?" the ompung Norma.
"Now don't, Mom! Let the children choose their own partner. If anything happens to the marriage they won't blame us."
"I've never seen the Gita girl. Mamak is just afraid not to do it later your son. She deserves to carry a child. Don't you think about how it would be if Gita became an old woman. Mamak is just a love of opinion, accepted sukur is not okay!" cetus compung Norma with Bataknya accent.
"Mom, today it is common to get married at a ripe age. The soul mate has been outlined by God, if the soul mate must meet. I don't have to worry about all that. A girl as beautiful and as smart as the Gita must be a lot of people who want to," refuted Mr. Chandra gently, he did not want to be told against parents.
"That bill, Mommy! There must be many who queue up the Mamak pahopu," said mama Hotma as she opened a jar containing banana chips.
"Rizal is kyai's son, the lodge boy! So it fits into bebere. Can get us to heaven. He's an ustadz, isn't he?" Norma's speech is still continuing.
"Bang Parlin is indeed kyai, the cottage alone has up to thousands of students. That's why, Brother Miranti rarely comes here because it helps Bang Parlin take care of the cottage. So it's only natural that Rizal helps his father take care of the cottage."
"If we match Rizal with Gita, I'm afraid. Afraid my son can't get into the cabin. The Gita is used to living freely abroad. Can he adjust to living in the cottage? Furthermore, does Rizal want to accept Gita who is accustomed to her current lifestyle? I just don't want to be disappointed for expecting too much of a perfect daughter-in-law as Rizal, Mom," Chandra said, revealing what she had in mind at the moment. Trying to give understanding to her mother-in-law.
"If I do, it's up to Gita! I used to marry my own, cook and maksa children to be betrothed," chirped mama Hotma while chewing banana chips that had entered her mouth.
"You're talking, but your mouth is full! Choking to know the taste" said Mr. Chandra as he took a large glass of cold sweet tea and drank it.
"Do'amu, Bah!" snorted mama Hotma, rolled her eyes irritated.
"Not praying, just reminding!"
"Handering, Mamak! Can not be invited to joke, Mamak this is bah," said Hotma cuek.
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Gita is agitated because just now when he drove himself home, Leonard again declared his love. This time not as a girlfriend, but as a wife. Leonard not only carried a bouquet of flowers, he also carried a ring as a symbol of the union of two human hearts that worship each other.
"I have to how? I don't have any taste in him. Besides, I don't want to be labeled a liar or a seductress."
"Do I accept Leonard's love? I know he's a good guy, there's no reason to turn him down again!"
As Gita daydreams about Leonard's proposal, Gita's cell phone rings so her daydream must be stopped by force.
"Yeah?"
"How are you home?" gita continued later.
"Alhamdulillah, all good and safe are under control" replied Chandra.
"What's up, Pa? Tumben nights like this phone."
"Ompung wants to match you with your pariban. How's it?"
"What's? Struggled with Pariban? Is that right, Pa? We do not live in the era of Siti Nurbaya kok still betrothed. Just something, huhh!" cerocos Gita will not be silent. She feels very shocked to hear her match has been arranged by her family with her own cousin.