Love Raina

Nana

"We didn't expect you to make this decision, Ram. Papa and mama are proud of your way of thinking that has grown so mature in addressing the situation." Mama Sari rubbed her son's shoulders proudly.

"Sister Rama sure?" Andi seemed to disagree with this decision. She understood her brother's anti-match principle.

"Andi!" Again mama Sari put emphasis on her youngest son so as not to talk first. Andi was also annoyed. She just did not want that the decision was forced to make her brother regret later on.

"Have you thought about this carefully, Ram?" Papa repeated his question.

"Yes, Pa."

"You won't change your mind if our family starts taking care of it?"

"God willing, Pa." Rama was sure.

The decision was already taken by Rama, the family happily accepted it. Andi who felt unsure could only shut up and follow what her family did.

Whatever happens Rama has decided to marry the girl named Nana. Only one possibility could prevent it. Rama's marriage will not happen if it turns out Nana was married first.

The day when a visit to Nana's house has been struck. That is exactly six days after Rama's decision yesterday. Mama Sari and papa Budi deliberately gave a long time for Rama to really think about this decision. However, they also do not want their son to regret it.

Tonight, after the completion of the Maghrib prayer, the Hartawijaya family plans to visit the Nana family home. For a long time, Mama Sari and Papa Budi only use the address in accordance with the information from Pak Gatot, their personal driver. They have never been to the house of the husband and wife of his assistant. At that time the oma was suddenly critical until finally died so they had not had time to visit.

Dropped by a private driver, the car drove at moderate speed. Mama Sari and Papa Budi sat in the middle seat, their hands clinging to each other, like they still can't believe what they're doing. Andi and Rama who were sitting in the back seat just quietly mute. Rama is setting his heart. Along the way Rama just looked down.

After a while, the car suddenly stopped. It turns out that the car has reached the yard of Nana's house, which is none other than Raina's house that Rama visited several times. Rama lifted his head and looked around.

"Ma ..," Rama's voice sounded so trembling.

"What's up, honey? we've arrived. Don't tell me that you want to cancel all this," said Mama Sari firmly.

"But, Ma. It's ...."Rama still turned on his chair. Observe carefully the circumstances around it. Andi was astonished by her brother's behavior now.

"You're responsible, Ram! Not the time to mess around. Comeondown!" papa Budi said as he opened his car door. He got out of the car followed by his wife.

" Come, Brother. Don't make your mom and dad angry again!" Andi pulled her brother down.

Get off the car Rama is still sculpting. He even hit his own head. Make sure that what is in front of him is not a dream.

"There's no other choice, come on!" Papa Budi swiftly holding his wife's hand did not want to waste time. They approached the door of Nana's house and then nodded and said hello. Andi again pulled her brother to follow.

"Wa'alaikum salam," said the woman from inside the house answering salutations.

Soon the middle-aged woman opened the door. He was shocked to find out who was visiting his house these nights.

"Yes Allah.. Mr. Budi, Ms. Sari. Come on in!" The woman glanced and smiled warmly at Rama and Andi as well. Allow guests to enter the house politely. Rama bumbling himself, rubbing his nape. His face was also pale in response to the situation.

"Thank you, Mom." Mama Sari and her family entered the house and sat in the living room chair.

"I'll call my husband soon." The Holy Mother went inside. Shortly thereafter he returned to the living room with Tono's father.

"We are very grateful to Father and Mother for receiving us very well" said Papa Budi smiling.

"Oh Allah, so you are his son? om just found out," said Tono's father when he saw Rama who he had known for a long time.

"So you already know my eldest son?" ask mama Sari.

"Dad knows Rama? haven't you been home all this time when Nak Rama came?" the Holy Mother said, making everyone surprised.

"What does Mother mean?" Tono's father was confused.

"Wait on! this means how, please explain, we really don't understand this." Papa Budi asked for an explanation.

"So gini, all this time my son always asked our store for help to channel his social assistance to several orphanages in the city. And that's Nak Rama doing every month. I am proud of this son of Father" Tono's father explained enthusiastically. During this time he was very impressed with Rama who cares with his fellow very high. Tono's father then glanced at his wife. "What did Mother mean?"

"It's Rama, Dad." The Holy Mother was confused to explain where.

"Yes. I also told you it was Rama."

"Rome ... Rama who yesterday is always in touch with Na." Tono's father scrunched his forehead. Realizing that the preoccupation with chatting has not made drinks for his guests, Holy Mother excuse me to go to the kitchen for a moment. Rama was silent.

"Honey, so you already know Mr. Tono's daughter?" mama Sari asked her son who was sitting next to her.

Rama nodded. "Yes, Ma. Rama knows him." Mama Sari glared at hearing this.

"Why are you quiet? not the same story as mom or dad?"

"Rama also just found out this earlier if it turns out Raina is Nana," Rama's voice softly sounded.

"WHAT??"

While Tono's father still does not understand this all.

" Well ... This is Rama, Om. Rama who is not only Om knows but Rama who is also known by Raina."

"meaning?"

"Rama foolishly drags Raina into Rama's troubles, forcing her to become Rama's feigned girlfriend."

"Oh God." Tono's father closed his mouth in shock.

"I'm sorry Rama, Om." Rama is back.

The Holy Mother came from the kitchen carrying a tray containing several drinks and two jars of homemade pastries. He placed the glasses on the table right in front of his guests one by one.

"Please ... Please drink and eat the cake!" she said politely and then she sat back next to her husband.