Love At the End of Ramadan

Chapters 2. Perfect Family

The white sedan car landed perfectly in front of the spacious courtyard of a classic European style luxury house. Shortly emerged from behind the wheel of a young woman with a bag on her left arm. While in his right hand, he carries a clear plastic bag containing sweet martabak that smells of pleasure. Forty-five minutes into the street, he finally arrived at his beloved home.

 

A pair of feet wrapped in flat shoes it goes down the marble-clad floor that decorates. On the right side of the left there are strong pillars towering. As if it were a very comfortable place to live. In front of the terrace, there was already a woman who welcomed Kirana's return.

"Papa and Mama are home, Bik?"

Kirana greets Sumi who is the housekeeper at her residence. A half-century-old woman who has been a confidant since decades ago became the mother. In fact, Sumi is someone who has been taking care of and nurturing Kirana for a long time. No wonder, if Sumi already Kirana considers like a second mother.

"Already Non. Father and mother also not long ago arrived home."

Kirana gave her a little smile. He held out the clear plastic bag he was carrying towards Sumi. "This is for Bibik and Mr. Dirman."

"What is Non?" asked Sumi with a slightly frowning forehead.

"It's sweet martabak chocolate flavor favorite nut Bik Sumi and Mr. Dirman. Quickly eaten Bik, mumpung still warm!"

Sumi's heart warms. Always get good treatment from her employer, making the woman feel at home devoted to years of working in this house. Grateful, Sumi accepted Kirana's gift.

 "Thank you very much, Non."

 "Sama-sama Bik's. Then I'll go in first."

 "Non Good."

Kirana again swung her legs. Entering the living room area with luxurious sofas that dominate. Sofa with the best quality, directly brought from the Middle East which certainly has a fantastic price. Porcelain jars imported directly from China, also further reinforce the luxurious impression of this house. Not to be left out, a large frame with family photos is also displayed on one side.

 "Hi honey, just got home?"

Santi, who is none other than the mother welcomes the return of the princess just this wayangnya. He placed the phone he was carrying on the table and greeted the princess with a radiant face. Stretched out his arms to embrace the princess' body.

Sweet smile on Kirana's lips. Gasps, the woman clenched tightly to the body of the mother. It gives him all the love he has. Instantly, a warm feeling flowed through his blood stream.

"Yes Ma. It should have been earlier, but Kirana stopped first at the cafe near the office." 

The middle-aged woman gently rubbed Kirana's back. It is not felt if this daughter has really entered adulthood. The age phase is already fast to build a family.

"Mama felt that you often hang out in the cafe. What's in there, honey? What makes you so comfortable staying there?"

Still in her arms, Kirana chuckles softly. "There's all kinds of coffee, Ma. There's espresso, macchiato, latte, cappucino, americano, mocha, affogato, and more."

Santi's forehead frowned a little, not too familiar with the drinks of young millennials like this. "Indeed, there you don't meet that guy, honey?"

Kirana slightly gasped. In a hurry he broke his embrace from the body of the mother. He stared at the netra Santi, filled with question marks.

"Male? Obviously there are visitors in the cafe who are men, Ma. But what does this have to do with Kirana?"

"Aren't any of those male visitors asking you to meet my dear?"

Kirana's lips were getting wider. Even his eyes were perfectly rounded. Suddenly, the woman's hair brushed for a moment. He felt that the mother would return to discuss about the prospective companion of life who had not arrived until now.

"Indeed why would Ma if no one invited Kiran to meet? Kiran doesn't think it's an obligation when we hang out in a cafe that someone should get to know us."

A faint smile framed Santi's lips. Netra with a brown bead also stared intensely at the princess's face. Gently, he rubbed his daughter's cheek.

"You're beautiful, baby, but why haven't any men come near you? Or maybe you are one of the female voters? So that you are still alone?"

The mother's question made Kirana's heart slightly slapped. He realized that until now he was still focused on the career he wanted to pursue. So, the matter of the lover is not one of the priorities that he must try.

"Kiran is not Ma's voter type. Kiran is still not interested in thinking about marriage. Because for Kiran, marriage should not be if you think of it carelessly. There must be a view of how to go forward and must be planned carefully. Not just living without a plan." 

"Indeed, what are you thinking about right now, dear?"

Hearing the news lately that circulated widely about the actor, made Kirana paranoid herself. He could not imagine how destroyed the creature with the title of wife when cheated by the husband. Maybe it wasn't even his heart that was hurt. His world must have been ravaged in one blink of an eye.

Santi was a little shocked to hear Kirana's words. It turns out that the portrait of infidelity that is rampant in recent times that makes this mere princess of his puppet is still not ready to end his time of solitude.

"You don't...."

"What's talking about? How do you seem to be so serious?"

Santi's speech was trimmed when the sound of baritone from the direction of the stairs slightly echoed. Arman swung his legs to join the gathering with his wife and child.

Arman's presence was greeted with a smile on Santi and Kirana's lips. If the head of the household has come together like this, the warm atmosphere will be more pronounced. Usually they can chat with each other and share stories until late at night.

The middle-aged man who still looks good looks was also sitting on the same sofa with his wife and child. Kirana's position is flanked by her parents.

"This is Pa, our only daughter is afraid to get married."

"Is that really like that, honey? What is it that makes you afraid to get married?" ask Arman who is so curious.

Kirana nodded her head. "That's right Pa. Kiran fears that by the time Kiran gets married, Kiran's husband is playing with fire by having an affair. Kiran was really afraid of being betrayed by Pa."

Arman is like having trouble swallowing his saliva fluid. Hearing the child express his fear of marriage, really makes the joints in Arman's body relax all. I don't know what's going on in his mind. What is certain is that this innocent speech of his daughter can really paralyze his nerves.

"Isn't that so funny Pa? Because according to Mama not all men who have a husband title will be tempted by the charm of women out there. In fact, until now Papa is still loyal to Mama, right? Mama is sure that Kiran will also find a husband like Papa. Isn't it Pa?"

Arman who was previously in silent mode, immediately his body was aghast. He also tried to control all the thoughts that raged in the head.

"Eccomm ... That's absolutely right, Ran. You don't have to worry about that. There are plenty of loyal people out there. Who is loyal only to his life partner."

Kirana smiled meaningfully. Seeing the harmony and romance of both parents, Kirana is eager to find a husband like her father. A husband who always treated his wife well and never once did anything to hurt her. No wonder the two still look friendly at the age of their marriage which has stepped twenty-eight years.

"Yes, Kiran hopes that Kiran's husband will be like Papa. He was loyal to only one woman and never hurt her. Kiran was really proud of Papa."

Arman smiled faintly with a face that was difficult to read. He embraces the body of the princess just this way to bring her into the deckapan. Just like Santi did, he also rubbed and pecked the head of the child with tenderness.

"Kiran wants to be like this. Being in the arms of a perfect family that also completes Kiran's happiness."

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