
When Naira arrives in the living room, Mama and her papa look at Naira from head to toe, looking at her daughter's amazement as if they can't believe what they're seeing. Indeed, they had never seen Naira wear Muslim clothes.
"Gee. Is this really Mama's son?" tanya Marlin approached her daughter and twirled Naira's body.
"What, anyway, Ma?" naira said in a lazy tone.
"You're so beautiful, honey," Marlin said to Naira.
"Pa! Look, Naira's pretty, right?" Merlin glanced at her husband.
"Yes, Ra. This is Papa's son" Herman smiled.
"Beautiful, beautiful what a tombrang dress like this," ketus Naira.
"You're not used to it yet, honey. Later if you're used to it, you'll be comfortable wearing it, right, Pa?" marlin said convincing.
"Yes, your mother is real" replied Herman.
"Udah, ah. Naira go first." Naira stopped their conversation, not what was just that she was lazy to talk now.
Naira shook the back of Papa's hand and her mother and passed away.
"Where greetings, dear?" herman asked his daughter and chuckled a little.
Naira turned her back, ck!
"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, Mama and Papa," Naira said with her sweetest smile, dear it was only forced.
"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," they answered simultaneously.
Naira heads to the garage and drives her car out the gate.
***
"Have a really nice old man, anyway, use maksa everything to wear a ginian kek shirt!" as Naira said when she was running her car.
"It's not slang!" pissed Naira.
Ahh, this child does not know the return of gratitude, the parents themselves are berated.
Although not necessarily, but just look at it seems insolent.
Naira is now heading for a nearby boutique, planning to buy a new outfit. He didn't want to keep on wearing clothes like this, which he felt at home.
Herman and Marlin soon visited the home of Ustadz Hanan.
In addition to neighbors, Ustadz Hanan is also a friend of Herman since High School first.they are both very familiar and get along. Likewise with Marlin, he had known Ustadz Hanan and his wife-Rasya Komaria for a long time.
Tong!
"Assalamualaik." Herman rang the doorbell and said hello.
They have now reached the house of Ustadz Hanan which is not too far from their home.
"Wa'alaikumussalam," said someone from inside the house.
Chequek!
"Om Herman, come on in, Om," take someone who is none other than Ustadz Hanan's son.
"Ohh, yes. Papa you have, Ky?" ask Herman to Rifky.
"There, Om," replied Rifky and let the two of them in.
Rifky Alfarezi, handsome young man who has a sharp nose, natural pink lips, dark hair, with a height of about 178 cm.
Rifky is now 23 years old. He was also a young Ustadz who followed in his father's footsteps. Has a friendly nature, good manners and very good towards everyone he knows.
He also has compassion for everyone.
"Who, Ky?" ask Rasya-mama Rifky.
"Om Herman, Ma" replied Rifky.
They were all gathered in the living room of Rifky's house. Not to forget after shaking hands and saying greetings to the family of Ustadz Hanan.
"Hows it? Does Naira want to learn to teach her?" ask Ustadz Hanan.
"Yes .. would, I would. You don't have to, Han!" herman replied with a somewhat joking tone.
"Haha, yeah-yes. Then about the matchmaking between Rifky and Naira, have you talked about it too?"
"If the matter hasn't, Han. Maybe tonight" said Herman.
"Why? Hasn't this been a long time since we planned?" ask her best friend Hanan.
"Yes, Sir. But we haven't told Naira everything yet, fearing she'll be angry because of our many coercions. Maybe we will deliver it gradually" Marlin explained.
Ustadz Hanan and Rasya just nodded softly at Marlin's words.
"But, Pa. What if Naira refuses this match, Pa? It doesn't feel good about Naira." Rifky who was silent spoke, too,
Honestly, he also objected to receiving proposals from his parents, but as a child he had to be filial and obey the will of his parents.
"You calm down, Ky. Om who will talk to Naira," replied Herman smiling knot.
They were all engrossed in the chatter, except for Rifky who had been going to his room since.
Until the sun had begun to lean west, Herman and Marlin let the exit.
While Naira is still cool to enjoy the afternoon breeze and walk no longer clear direction.
Actually he was lazy to go home, but if not go home now, surely he will get angry again.
***
Day has changed to night, now Naira is cool playing her phone in the room.
I don't know what he opened on that flat object.
The clock has shown at 20:50 WIB. Naira came down the stairs to the kitchen, and she suddenly felt very hungry.
"Naira, you haven't slept, honey?" Marlin looked towards Naira.
"Not yet, Ma," Naira replied as she walked into the kitchen to carry out her intentions.
Herman and Marlin from earlier were indeed waiting for Naira to come down, there was something they had to talk to Naira about.
They wait for Naira to return from the kitchen, the next minute, Naira looks like she's walking to her room again.
When Naira wanted to step up the stairs, her father called out.
"Naira, come here for a second, son!" call Herman.
Naira simply complied and sat down on the sofa next to her mother.
"What's up, Pa?" ask Naira. He scratched his hair and occasionally rubbed his eyes, it seemed like Naira was already sleepy.
"There's something Papa has to say to you" Herman began the conversation.
Naira just nodded without looking at her papa.
"We have betrothed you to Papa's friend's son" Herman told Naira who was still down.
Instantly Naira's head was lifted, her sleepy eyes had now opened wide.
"What, Pa?!" naira asked in shock, "struck?" connect Naira while squinting as if asking for an explanation of her confusion.
"Yes, why?"
"Why is this why, anyway? Play Naira's matchmaking everything, Naira won't, Pa. Naira still wants to go to school!" timpal Naira with a lame face.
"Who told you to quit school? The Papa section is not finished talking yet" replied Herman.
Ck!
Naira just clucked in response to her papa's words. What the fuck is this papa?
"You'll stay in school as usual, after all, you'll be graduating in a few months, baby," said Mama Naira softly.
Marlin occasionally rubbed Naira's shoulders looking annoyed at their request.
"Yes, this has become Papa's agreement with Papa's friends, it's not good to be undone" Herman continued.
"Ngapain also Papa and Papa's friends make this deal, and why also Papa and Mama accept?" naira's annoyance at Papa and his mother.
"Alright, Naira. This is Papa's request with you, please you fulfill Papa's wish, yes, son ...," said Herman softly.
Naira was just silent, hearing the words of her papa she became unbearable if she had to refuse.
"Papa's friend's son is handsome. Shole again." Herman smiled sweetly at his daughter.
"It's not a big deal or a bad thing, Pa. But, right, Naira doesn't know him."
"The problem is to know or not know, right, you can meet later, dear," Herman assured Naira.
Herman and Marlin did want Naira to marry Rifky, in addition to Sholeh Rifky also being an adult, so the young man must have been able to educate their daughter.
"By Papa and Mama" said Naira. He was very lazy to argue now, what else about the wishes of his parents. It is certain that Naira will lose if the same papa.
Mama and her father are selfish, but behind that selfishness is their deep affection for Naira.
All this they do is for Naira to obtain a companion who is able to guide her to the right path. Herman and Marlin did not want his daughter to fall into a dark abyss. Yes, any parent would want the best for their child, as well as Naira's parents.
"Well, let's talk about this again next time, you're sleeping now! It's night time" Marlin told Naira.
Naira simply complied and walked towards her room.
Herman and Marlin looked at each other and threw a smile, they were grateful to have a child like Naira. Although Naira is a wayward child, but she is still devoted to both parents.
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TBC.