
this morning was very bright, as bright as the sun that seemed to shine brightly on the clouds
"kay... here sit with mom"
call the mother who was busy with her work knitting on the front porch of the house which is equipped with beautiful morning scenery with birdsong and colorful flowers in front of the house
"yes bun" I replied as I walked over to the seat where my mother was sitting
"kay, there are people who want to convey to you mother hope you can accept this" he said seriously while holding my hands tightly
"what's up bun? "ask me curious
mother never looked so serious it felt something different, from the look on the face of the mother I could see the worries that were enveloping her mind, what was this my heart kept asking and guessing
"do you remember aunt dinda? " the question unfolds the daydream that was curious about what she wanted to tell me
"remember the bun.kan karen we met with aunt dinda" replied I cirih.
"i mean aunt dinda meet us not only want to let go of longing kay, but also he wants to carry out the mandate of your late father"
"what aman bun" I asked more and more
"you're in a matchmaking match"
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it feels like a dream, where there is an arranged marriage in a modern era like today, it feels like a dream. Besides I already have people I like and love
"what does mother mean? haven't you been dead a long time? and why just now? ask me more and more curious
"because you were young enough to know something like this" she assured me
"but bun?
I'm not ready and this is not my wish
my mother knows what I want
I don't like this kind of thing" I answered in denial of reality
"but kay, this is your father's request that has not been fulfilled mother does not want your father to grieve there because his wish is not realized
do you want your father to be sad
do you want people who love you so much to be unhappy in nature??her question made my heart ache and agitated, father was the one who loved me the most he was my angel, always took care of me and protected me, how could I refuse his wish, he said, how could I care about my ego?
"you kayla time bun, kayla will consider it" I asked the mother
"well, later mother telfon aunt dinda first so as not to be too hasty" mother's answer relieved my feelings even for a moment
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in matchmaking??
since when?
with who?
that question always filled my brain
stupid me why don't I ask the mother who I'm in a match with? how could I possibly consider if his name was all I didn't know.
"fool, you fool"
I said cursing myself, though,
dreeett...
the sound of my phone stopped my activity that was busy berating myself, if the kayra or mother heard or saw maybe they would think I was stressed again, stress, it didn't take long for me to pick up the phone from a close friend of mine who else if not mila
"hello, there's a kay" the voice on the end of the phone that sounded like a crisp and the cuff was immediately hurting my ears
"it's home, why miles? " ask me to answer mila's question
"yuk's meeting, there's something I want to tell you" he asked excitedly
"where? ask me, it seems like the right time to confide in mila about my unclear matchmaking plan
"the usual cafe, I'll be there in half an hour" he replied
"our cafe" eh is not my cafe with mila but indeed his name is "our cafe" me and mila always hang out there when again bored and stuffy with the atmosphere of home or campus
"ok, get ready for the miles, bayy" I said, ending the call
seriate...
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