LOVE CONSULTANT

Paijo Family.

A week after the incident happened on purpose and ended in seriousness, now it was my turn to meet the Paijo family.

If I'm honest, my heart is beating at the moment, afraid of their rejection.

There's really nothing to be afraid of, because I'm not serious about this marriage. What else loves Paijo. But still I have to create a good image in front of the prospective in-laws.

Hais...

In-law? this is totally beyond belief. Being part of a foreign family that I never imagined, really not in my life schedule.

If it's my real boyfriend, then it doesn't matter. But this is Paijo, the man I met last month in an accidental, embarrassing incident.

I took a deep breath, looking for comfort.

Now I stand at the door of Paijo's house. One-story house, but large, about one hectare.

It is said, Paijo's father is a landlord here. That means Paijo has a considerable heritage. Haha

"Are you ready?" Paijo's questions spread my daydreams about his father's legacy. Hehe.

"I'm actually scared. Just want to how else? do I have to run now?" reply limp.

I really resigned myself this time, because there is no other solution. Other than that, the situation is getting worse. Back off, it's already gone. Move forward, your heart and self are targeted. Like the fruit of simalakama.

I saw Paijo smiling, but like he was mocking me.

"Did you just mock me?" I don't like it.

"Did I say something?" paijo balas.

"His, shitty!" grumbling.

"Would you come in or would you rather stand in front of the door?"

Why do I feel Paijo is so annoying huh? don't know if I'm upset? absolutely outrageous!

"You're home!" ketus. Once again Paijo smiled mockingly.

"Yes if you want to go home. I'm not a problem anyway. My parents didn't know that their son was getting married. I'm not losing anything here. But you? you are the big loser. Your parents will be going berserk at home. Especially mother. So, please choose. Want to be safe with me, or die at your mother's hands?"

Whoa.... Paijo gave me a scary choice. But it's true too. He has nothing to lose here, but I am the one who suffered a great loss.

Not material, but psychic. Where mom would go berserk while pulling my hair. Hi. serem...

Imagine it is already scary, what if it really happened? it must have felt like there was bitterness.

"All right then. We go inside," I resigned. There's no other choice. I have to keep moving forward.

"Smart kid." Paijo ruffled my neatly-grained hair.

"Don't touch my head! it's a mess!" my annoyance.

"So, how good am I to touch which part?"

Does Paijo want to take me to fight in front of his house? you weird guy!

"Would you come in or not?!" I just kept talking as if to divert the conversation. Lazy to serve this ugly man.

"All right, let's go inside."

And finally we entered Paijo's house. In the house it looks very classic. Where the furniture is old school and antique.

Living room ornaments are very thick with Javanese customs. While the pole is like typical of Bali.

Unknowingly I was amazed at this house. Because it is so unique.

Then I accidentally kicked a small ornamental flower pot on the floor, making me surprised instead of playing.

How can I be so hurt like this? it's so embarrassing.

"Didn't you use your eyes well?"

This house is very different from my mother's house. Where only one floor, but very large.

While the mother's house is two floors and not as big as Paijo's house. Even every door in this house, all the same.

"You wait here, I'll call Abah and Mom first" Paijo said.

Abah and Mom? does that mean I have to meet my husband's parents?

Hais. Wanting to vomit when I called my future husband.

Without answering Paijo's words, I nodded my head. Let him go in there.

I sat tensely on the sofa chair, and looked at the entire living room.

"It's amazing" I muttered in amazement.

Yeah, I'm amazed at this house. How not, the condition is very clean and neat.

While I was still enjoying the beauty of the living room, I saw a middle-aged man coming out from the side with the middle-aged woman.

His body is tall, white, snub-nosed, and has a thick mustache. Even the thickness of his whiskers beat Mr. Raden's mustache.

But looking around, the middle-aged man's face was exactly like Paijo's. As the word goes, the man was an old version of Paijo.

Is he Paijo's father? I guess that's how it is. Because his face is very similar.

Seeing them getting closer, I finally stood up with a sense of caution. He also looked at me carefully. I was really nervous this time.

In the past when I faced my professor during the thesis exam, I was not afraid at all. But, meeting this thick-moustached man, was really scary.

His gaze was intense, he also wore small glasses placed on the nose.

Looks like father and son are the same. It seems that Paijo's geek is a derivative of his father. Only difference Paijo wearing big glasses. Hehe.

"Is she the woman you're crazy about?" the middle-aged man said to Paijo.

Be crazy? since when is Paijo crazy about me? what did the man tell his father?

Paijo can most make free wreaths. Hmmmm...

"Yes, Abah, Mom. Her name is Princess." Paijo started introducing me. Then her mother held my cheek and said, "You're beautiful, son."

My heart trembled as the praise came from the lips of Mother Paijo. What was once the heart of this dag-dig-dug ser, slowly disappeared along with the warm strokes of Paijo's mother. It feels really comfortable. Even my heart feels cold.

Does that mean the family accepts me?

I don't know why it feels so relieved when Paijo's mom's smile is so sincere to me.

"Thank you Aunt" I finally answered after a long time of admiring the figure of my future mother-in-law.

Ahahahahide! nie's future mother-in-law wants it to feel like I'm spewing all my stomach contents.

And finally we got acquainted while chatting together.

Drinking a cup of tea and fruit pie made by Paijo's mother.

I really enjoyed our time together, it felt so good. Although the first time met, but made a calm heart.

And everything feels lighter. Not as scared as I imagined.

In terms of face, Abah Paijo is very scary. But after sharing the story, things were easier.

To be continued.

Assalamualaikum says. Sorry for late update. Because there are still seven nights.

Happy reading.