Marrying a Mysterious Man

Spilling Drinks

“Kalala!”

“Mama!” Kalala was so surprised to see the presence of her mother and aunt who were already near the stairs, watching her.

Kalala hurriedly confirmed his sitting position, as well as Jackson, the man immediately stood up from his seat, honoring the arrival of the old man.

“Mbak, I went to the kitchen first yes bring a drink,” Nissa said to Sarah—mama Kalala.

Sarah slowly swung back her steps toward her son.

Kalala kissed her mother's hand in reverence, then hugged her for a moment while throwing a stiff smile because she still felt bad about the incident just now.

“Mama how are you, Ma? You're healthy ‘kan, Ma? Not crowded anymore?” ask Kalal so attentive.

Sarah's face that initially seemed flat, now began to look romantic-roman sweet smile.

“Iya, good news,” replied Sarah developed her smile, while gently rubbing the top of Kalala's head.

Sarah turned her gaze back towards Jackson who was still standing rigidly in place. Tension was coming from Jackson's face. The man's heart and feelings were completely uncontrollable.

Jackson could only squeeze the black pants he used, because so groinya, apalgi see the eyes of his mother Kalala who felt quite cold beyond the cold North Pole.

“In-dia, Jackson, my friend,” said Kalala introduced Jackson.

“Ja-Jackson, Auntie,” said as she reached out to shake hands.

Sarah did not immediately return Jackson's hand, the woman carefully looked at Jackson's face first.

“I Sarah—mama Kalala,” she answered shaking Jackson's hand.

Jackson smiled faintly, as the soft tone and melodious voice were thrown from the mouth of the middle-aged woman in front of him.

“Sit down, don't be tense like that,” said Sarah threw her smile at a glance, a little make Jackson can breathe a sigh of relief.

After Sarah sat down, Jackson and Kalala sat down.

“I-this, I bring souvenirs, Aunty and family.” Jackson took over some of the paper bags on the floor, keeping them on the table, thrusting some of the paper bags near Sarah.

Sarah developed a smile again. “No need to bother. You, must have accompanied my son on a plane huh?” sarah asked, Jackson nodded politely with a shy smile.

“Iya, Aunt.”

“Thank you yes, you already nemenin son, Auntie,” he said looking at Kalala and Jackson alternately. “From the past, Kalala never got on a plane, at most if from Jakarta to here, we just take a train or bus. And maybe, this is his first experience Kalala can take a plane.”

“Eh, you're not drunk ‘right?” sarah asked, making both eyes of Kalala buyak when she heard it.

“Mama ... yes no,” he replied slowly, while biting his molar teeth.

“Yo thanks if you are not drunk travel. From the first usually if you take a bus you must be ready for a crackle bag,” said Sarah while chuckling, who followed by Jackson kekehannya.

“Is... Mama what the hell!” Kalala flicked her lips feeling annoyed to Mama for having exposed her disgrace.

“Oh, so yes, just deserved it in your bag there are several sheets of crackle pouch, I guess what it is for, it turns out ..” Jackson chuckles at saying it.

“What!” Kalala glared her eyes while putting a face of judes on Jackson.

“Eh, Kalala, can't be like guests, don't be fierce!” reproof Sarah.

Jackson widened his smile even more, even his teeth seemed to be lined up neatly. “It's okay, Aunt, I'm used to being digalakin Kalala,” Jackson said as he glanced at Kalala.

Kalala was getting her face up. “Ih, what! Not really either! You want me to bully again!”

“Nah ‘kan, Auntie, leopard is out,” Jackson continued.

Sarah who heard the call of the leopard from Jackson's mouth laughed crisply, as if something was tickling in her stomach when her son was mentioned as a leopard.

“Got very excited! What's up?” Ardian, who had just returned to buy a snack, approached and sat on a round sofa near Jackson while putting his groceries on the table.

“Tau ah, I want to go to the kitchen just help Aunty,” said Kalala immediately left them all in the living room.

“Sorry Yes, Nak Jac-J—”

“Jackson, Aunt,” timpal Jackson memebri know.

“Iya, sorry Kalala ya Nak Jhonson—”

“Jackson Budhe, not Jhonson, if Jhonson is a brand of baby powder!” seloroh Ardian explained.

“Ah yes, that means, sorry son Aunt yes, Kalala is a little fierce and easy to snack,” said Sarah explained.

Meanwhile, Kalala is now peering at the three of them behind a wooden bulkhead that gives distance between the kitchen and the living room.

Seeing Jackson, Ardian and his mother who looked engrossed in conversation, made his lips unconsciously conical like an Indian snail.

“Sok really cool he tuh. Pake call me leopard all over again in front of mama, huft.” Kalala snorted softly while wasting her breath.

“Eh, what else are you doing there?” bi Nissa's.

Kalala turned to the source of the voice. “Eh, Aunty,” said he was confused. “I-this is to help Auntie. Oh yes, come here let me bring the drink to the front,” said Kalala wanted to take over the tray containing 5 drinks.

“Then be the same Aunty aja.”

“No, I'm aja, Bi.”

With resignation finally Nissa also gave the tray to Kalala—his nephew.

“Be careful, don't spill it later nyimpennya.”

“Iya will not be, Bi.”

Kalala went back to them, then kept the tray on the table, while removing some paper bags that took up a lot of space on the table. Then after that he began to store the glasses on the table. Giving it to Ardian, his mother then when he was about to store the glass in front of Jackson, accidentally, the glass mat he held slightly tilted so as to make the glass by and.

Prangs!

The broken glass fell over some of Jackson's pants.

“Ah, jeez, Jackson!” pekik Kalala was so surprised to not expect.

“Jeez, Kalala!” Sarah stood up surprised to see him.

“T-it's okay, it's okay, take it easy, I brought the change of pants,” said Jackson, trying to make the atmosphere not feel awkward.

“T-but, Jackson, you ‘kan ...”

“It's okay, Kalala, I can replace it.”

“Really?” Kalala looked at him softly feeling very guilty.

“Yes, it's okay, I'll go outside first to pick up my dressing gantai,” Jackson said.

Kalala who is not feeling well, he can only be silent about his carelessness.

“Grogi yes until jantuhin drink to mas girlfriend,” added Ardian makes Kalala anxious to strangle him.

“Ish!” Kalala went out to make sure Jackson.

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