Love From Facebook

Chapter 8 S2

The dowry benchmark made Andi shrink. Where to buy cars and houses as dowry? While he was just starting his business.

“De, where do I buy a car or a house? You know, I just worked,” Andi said.

“But my parents told you to bed me now!” exciting Goddess. The woman no longer knew what to do. On the one hand, he does not want to lose Andi, but on the other hand .. there are parents who continue to ask for things that are certain Andi is not able to fulfill it.

Andi rubbed his face violently. He set his breath trying not to provoke emotions. “Continue, what do your parents mean to tell me to dowry the car and the house? Are there any other conditions for us to marry? What should be like that?” ask Andi gently.

“Because my parents often saw you drive by car, Andi. And it's not once twice, it is often. That's why they asked for it.”

“And you agree?” ask Andi. The goddess nodded with a pleading gaze. “De, you know I have nothing? That's also the car I borrowed to a friend if there's any need. Where can I buy a car. You know I'm just an OB, De. Do you praise me again?”

“Because of that, because you are OB. My parents told you to buy a car and a house so you wouldn't be an OB again. They want you to succeed, Andi.”

Andi smiled wryly, her index finger tapping on the table. “Say, your parents are ashamed that they have a daughter-in-law OB kayak me.”

The goddess fell silent, it was true what Andi said. His parents are ashamed to have an OB son-in-law. But, Dewi loves Andi .. she does not care what her job is, she still loves her.

Andi left, he was fed up with chatter about dowry cars or houses. “I don't know, De, I feel our relationship is quite until here. I'm backing down, I won't be the ideal son-in-law for your parents. Outside there are still many rich men who are ready to marry you with the dowry.”

Andi stepped away, the Goddess trying to catch up. “Andi wait a minute. I don't want to break up, I just want you to be my husband.” Goddess pulls Andi's arm.

“De, I have nothing to buy dowry—”

The goddess cut Andi's speech. "Aren't you going to fight?" the edge of his eyes began to water.

Andi sighed softly, he could not see the woman crying. “Goddess, do not do that .. do not cry, maybe we are not a match.” Andi wiped off the Goddess' tears with her thumb.

Andi drove his motorbike to drive Dewi home. On the way, the shadow of the Goddess' tears continued to fill both Andi's eyes. Just now Andi arranged the dream flowers to spend the rest of his life with the lover, but the flowers seemed to die before they could grow well.

“You enter first, I see from here.”

The goddess descended, staring at Andi with pleading eyes. “Andi ..” Touching the hand of Andi who was about to start the engine. “Andi, I don't want us to break up. I just want to marry you,” said Dewi expectantly.

I can't believe Andi saw her lover's eyes. But, hearing the request of the Goddess's parents, made him hesitate. Andi nodded slowly. “I do.” Speak with lethargy.

***

Andi returned home, with a lethargic face he opened the door of the house. Lying on the sofa, close both eyes with one arm. Tired, confused, I don't know what to do. Andi doesn't want to end it all just like that.

The greeting from Nayla made Andi open her eyes, sitting her body lazily. “Not sleeping, Ma'am?” tanyanya while receiving a glass of water given by Nayla.

“Tadi called Fahad. You why?” Nayla asked.

Andi gulped down the water until half a glass was left and put it on the table. “Not there, Ma'am. Just tired.” Andi turned to Nayla, “besok, Ma'am, so come to Ryan's birthday?”

Nayla nodded. “If you are tired, you can take a taxi kok.”

Andi nodded quickly. “No, tomorrow Andi anterasaja. Nine o'clock, right?”

Nayla nodded.

“Mbak?”

Nayla who was about to stand was also undo his intentions. He tilted his sitting position to be more free to talk to his sister. “Ya?”

Andi looked at the ceiling of her house. For a moment, she fell silent, stringing up a sentence to convey to this brother. “Mbak, why would you marry Fahad?” tanyakanya. “If Fahad was not rich ... What, Ma'am, would still marry him?”

Nayla had already begun to understand where Andi was talking. Yes, even though Andi has never introduced or told about his lover, from the look of the face and the question ... Nayla understands that their conversation about her sister's boyfriend is.

“Andi, you know from the beginning. She didn't want to marry him, he was a rich man. Ma'am back then was just a restaurant waiter.”

“Keep why, Ma'am, want to marry him? What reason?” ask Andi to stay with the original position.

Nayla puts her shoulder out. “Mbak also does not know. Maybe because he really made marriage.”

“I want to have a kayak wife, Mbak Nayla,” chirps Andi. “Mbak, I ngaku as OB. I don't know if I'm a photographer.” Its effects.

Nayla frowned. “Why?”

“Mobil?” surprised Nayla.

Andi nodded weakly. His eyes asked for advice from his brother. “Do I have to give you a car dowry, Ma'am? Isn't that too much?”

“Andi, if you feel unable, say yes. Because it is useless if you force to give the dowry but your heart is not sincere, your marriage will not be blessed. There will be no goodness in it,” said Nayla softly.

“If it's a matter of sincerity, I would sincerely love anything to Dewi, but his parents gave me conditions that I can not afford, Ma'am. They know I'm an OB. But, why would they still ask for such a dowry? If the beginning is like this, for the next surely nothing is okay.” Andi took a long breath. It seems, it would not be good if it all started with a compulsion.

“Mbak cancels the boutique grand opening plan, mbak sells everything. And, you can give car dowry.”

Andi sat her body firmly, looking at Nayla without hesitation. “Never say anything about that boutique capital. That's nothing, ma'am. If in the past, Ma'am, did not give up education to fight with Andi .. surely Andi can not go so far, Mbak.”

Andi does not like, if Nayla continues to bring the money from her cooperation contract that she has fully given to her brother. Single-minded. Andi truly gave it all away. There was no doubt in his heart. Nayla is a serious person with all her words and intentions. Behind the stubbornness of her brother, there was a great sense of responsibility that could always be fulfilled without any gaps.

“Andi, can't support whatever your decision is. Mbak can only give advice, for the next .. it is up to you. You remember this hadith, don't you? ...

Hadith of the Prophet of Aisha.

“From Aisha that the Prophet said : “Verily his great baroque marriage was the easiest of his dowry” and his word was also “Good women are the cheap of his dowry, ease in the affairs of marriage and good morals while the wretched woman is the expensive dowry, difficult marriage and bad deeds.”

Touching Andi's shoulder, “you're an adult, not sure you can make a good decision.”

***

Andi is taking Nayla and Shazia to the place where Ryan is giving thanks. Nayla and the other friends agreed to meet at the event venue. Not to forget, Nayla has asked permission again to her husband. He wanted to make sure that Fahad actually allowed it because Andi could not accompany him at the event until it was over. There's a shooting schedule in the studio.

Nayla looks at her sister's face, looks ordinary indeed. Like nothing happened after the dowry discussion with her last night. Nayla touched the sister's shoulder. “Andi, you're okay, right?” tanyakanya.

Andi looked over for a while while brushing her smile. “No, Ma'am. I've been better after the same conversation, Ma'am, last night. Now, I know what I have to do.”

Nayla was relieved to hear that. He was afraid that his sister would be frustrated by the request of his lover's parents. Nayla knows, this is not the first time Andi has been in a relationship with someone. But Nayla Rasa, only this time Andi is in a serious relationship until there is a discussion about dowry. “Andi, can it not?”

Andi smiled knot. Her brother's question is very funny. "

“Mbak, that's his name already nanya,” said Andi.

Nayla and Andi laughed, followed by a small laugh from Shazia in the back seat.

“What do you want, Ma'am?” andi asked without turning her straight eyes forward.

Since last night, Nayla was made curious by Andi's decision to claim to be an OB. Isn't his current job to be proud of—because it's all achieved by Andi's own hard work and sweat.

“I want to see, who is a sincere woman and want to live with an OB like me, Ma'am. When it comes to cars, it's clear this isn't my car. Good lady goddess, she knows I must be responsible. But,” long breaths sounded from Andi. “His parents are too pushy, Ma'am. I know, my wife's parents will also be my parents, but seeing from the request that I think it does not make sense, not necessarily they can accept me as their son. I can't, live behind the gloom. I put more emphasis on affection among the family.” A smile rose from his lips. A smile to encourage yourself.

Awe-inspiring rays emanated from both of Nayla's eye beads. Of all his sister's explanations, Nayla knows Andi prefers to bury her feelings. Despite the illness, Nayla believes Andi can definitely get through all this.

The car stops right in the parking area of a cafe. Wreaths lined up neatly around the courtyard. It is clear that the cafe is not just holding a celebration, but a grand opening. Nayla had not yet come down, she was still glued to look at all those wreaths.

“Not down?” andi asked as she removed her seat belt. “Not to hesitate, Ms. Nayla, also invited.”

Nayla laughed. Andi could see there was doubt behind the look in his eyes. Removing the seat belt hook, taking a deep breath to encourage yourself not to hesitate and be ashamed to fulfill the invitation.

Andi took Shazia, carrying the puffed cheek in her arms. “Zia don't bother mama, huh? Sitting pretty while looking out for mama if teased by another guy.”

“Andi, you—”

“Home, Mbak.” Andi laughing.

Shazia thrashed, asking to be taken down after seeing Ryan walking up to her. “Om Iyan!” Run, spread out both hands.

“Hai, Shazia.” Ryan raised Shazia's body, kissed her cheeks in a fit of rage and greeted Nayla and Andi.

***