
In the afternoon, around 5. Intan took her lover around on a motorcycle.
Almost 4 years, Intan did not visit his mother's homeland because of work.
Many changes occurred in the place where his grandmother lived, some buildings have also stood which was once a rice field.
"I used to be invited by my father and mother to enjoy good pecel rice. Did Rama try to eat it?"
"May also."
"Let's go there, I'll show you the way!"
The motor drove to the famous rice pecel seller. The distance is about 2 kilometers from her grandmother Intan's house.
Once there, the queue is very long. So Rama and Intan must wait patiently.
After 20 minutes of waiting, finally Rama and Intan get 2 servings of rice pecel.
Rama began to try to taste the food.
"What do you think of Rama?"
"Pretty tasty and filling with portions like this a lot," he replied.
Intan chuckled, then said, "Yes, this is a lot because it is made for heavy workers."
"Oh, so."
"Later in the evening, I will take Brother Rama for a walk to the night market. At the Young Master's house we rarely go outside, so it's time to enjoy the holidays" Intan said.
Rama agreed to it.
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In the evening, Intan and Rama go to the night market with Tissa.
They enjoy the game there.
Tissa who hadn't seen her sister for a long time was so happy. Especially when he was taking a walk.
Tired of playing, they enjoy the market snacks that the traders sell in the arena.
Rama rubbed the sausage under her lover's lips.
Intan smiled as she got the attention of the man she liked.
"Sister, I want to buy a doll!" whining Tissa.
"Okay, we'll buy!" bring Rama.
"No, Brother Rama. Tissa's dolls are very much in mom's room," forbidden Intan.
"Sister, some of them were sold by our mother when we moved to our grandmother's village" explained Tissa.
"Believe it, after all just one right," said Rama.
"Today one, tomorrow another one, tomorrow another one and long ago many too!" omel Intan's.
"Your brother when angry again is very beautiful, yes!" rama replied in a soft voice.
"Yes, Brother!" tympano Tissa.
"You're mocking me, yeah!"
"No!" Rama shook his head while smiling.
While Tissa closed her mouth holding back a laugh.
"Yes, buy the doll. Later we are scolded by father if he comes home late at night," said Intan.
Arriving at their house at 10 p.m., Tissa ran to the bathroom to wash her feet and hands and went to the room.
"Why did you buy me another doll?" ask Rasni.
"Sister Rama bought it, ma'am." Answer Intan.
"Again, Bi." Sahut Rama's.
"Next time do not buy him again, want to be put where the doll is," said Rasni.
Intan and Rama agree.
"It's night, you guys go to sleep. Tomorrow afternoon you have to go home" said Isan.
"Yes, Dad. Good night!" Intan got up from her seat and stepped into her room.
***
The next morning, Rama usually before 5 am already awake but because he was in the place of his future in-laws he decided he would leave the room after Intan woke up.
Half an hour also waited for Intan to reply to his message, after getting a reply. Rama got out of his bed immediately.
Rama and Intan walked into the kitchen, breakfast menu this morning they will make.
An hour in the kitchen finally 3 food menus presented at the dining table.
Rama cooked the ingredients in the fridge because he did not have time to shop.
"Yes, we've heard it from Intan. When did your parents meet to propose?" ask Isan.
"If there is no obstacle, two weeks away" replied Rama. "But I and Intan want the application to be done on the island there. Are Uncle and Aunt willing?" continues asking.
Isan and his wife looked at each other.
"Mother and father just calm down, grandmother can be brought," said Intan.
"Your grandmother could not travel far, let alone have to get on and off the bus and hang out with other passengers" Rasni said.
"Young Master will send a car and two private drivers to pick you up" Intan said again.
"All right, we agree. If the application is done there," said Isan.
"Thank you, Dad, Mom." Intan smiled happily, then set his eyes on Rama.
They resumed breakfast, chatting lightly.
"Tissa, eat it fast. You will be late for school" Rasni said.
"Yes, Mom." Tissa hastened her eating.
After eating, Isan took his daughter to school and went to work at a grocery store.
Intan helped the mother clean the dirty dishes on the table.
Rama plays his cell phone in the living room.
Shortly after cleaning the kitchen and cutlery, Intan approached her future husband. "Will Brother Rama accompany me to the market?"
"Can" he answered.
"Then we go now!"
"Have you made a list?"
"Nothing, said our mother free to shop anything!" Intan handed over the money to Rama.
"For what?" ask Rama.
"Make us shop, brother."
"All right, let's go!"
Riding the motor both went to the market. When they parked their vehicle.
Their first destination was fish.
Rama chose fresh fish, continued shopping for various kitchen spices and various vegetables.
Rama looks confused, he can shop using his salary for an hour
the Harsya house.
"I don't think the money is enough" he said as he walked towards the market parking lot.
Intan smiled at him, "Usually this kind of money can only afford half of our groceries today, right?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Differences are different, brother. There is the city and this is the village. Vegetables here are abundant," explained Intan.
"Miss Anaya must be very happy to come here, if you see the garden. Young Master could buy land here," said Rama.
"Well, it's also exciting that Young Master and Sister Ana are here. It must be very excited," said Intan.
"Better they don't come" Rama said, wearing a helmet.
"Why is that?"
"We should be getting married and even have to bother taking care of Young Master and his family. There are no hotels to suit Mr. Harsya. The journey is quite far away definitely little Miss will be fussy," explained Rama.
"Where are we going to have the wedding reception?"
"If you want Young Miss and her daughter to come, then marry there."
"Do you and your mom want to?" ask Intan.
"Later you talk to them" replied Rama with the position has been on the bike.
"What if they don't want to?"
"You have to persuade them."
"All right then."
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