Me, Dama & Rania

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Hey, my name is Andini, I'm 25 years old. I went to college s2 and worked in a coffee shop as a part-time worker. I come from a simple family, my only child. And I'm actually just an adopted son from an orphanage in Semarang. My foster parents took me to the capital, lived and settled in this great city.

I love them as much as my own parents. They are the source of my happiness. I will never disappoint him.

One day on Sunday, a couple visited our house. Our house is in an alley, a densely populated house.

They were my parents' friends in college. Their fate was different from our simple ones. They are successful and have several culinary businesses both in Jakarta and in other major cities in Indonesia.

At that first meeting, I was at home and met them, talking. Very warm, friendly and affectionate parent. We are getting familiar.

After two weeks, they came back with their 30-year-old son, Dama. Helping manage his parents' culinary business. Men with flat height, handsome, quiet and well established. All women would be amazed to see it.

"Andika.i came back with the intention of proposing to Andini for my son's Dama" om Tama, Dama's father bluntly. Actually, I was surprised by the proposal. The proposal arrived.

I looked at Mom and then turned to look at me. I just ducked. I'm resigned and will agree to all the decisions of Father and Mother.

"Well, I accept this proposal" Dad shook Tama's hand. "Thank you for accepting our family proposal" hugged.

"Jeng Andina also agreed right?" aunt Sindi asked mother.

"Yes jeng, I follow what my husband says. Everything is best for you. Is that right, son?" mom asked me. I just nodded and smiled. But...The male dama who would become my husband later just remained silent without expression, like forced. I understand, I also do that because I don't know each other.

"What about next week?" tama asked Dad back.

"Isn't it too soon Tama?" this time my father asked.

"Just calm down, I'll take care of everything. The event is simple, the most important thing is legitimate" replied om Tama.

"But what did people say to our daughter? we're afraid they're thinking badly because of this impromptu marriage" Dad was worried.

"Isn't faster better? I want to have a grandchild soon. Our daughter's son is mature enough. No need to listen to what people say. The truth is, what didn't happen, right?" om Tama tried to calm Dad down.

"Alright" replied Dad agreeing.

"Then, tomorrow...Dama will pick up Andini to choose their wedding clothes later" Om Tama again spoke and patted his son's Dama's back. The man nodded without saying a word.

"Well Tama, tomorrow let Andini take a college leave and work leave" replied Dad rubbing my shoulder. I smile.

Not long after they proposed to me, they said goodbye.

I helped my mother clean the glasses and small meals at the guest table. As I was washing the glasses and dishes, my mother came up to me and asked.

"Son, are you happy with Nak Dama's family proposal?" mom stood next to me.

"God willing ma'am, whatever it is as long as the father and mother are happy, Andini must also be happy ma'am" I smiled while rinsing dishes and glasses.

"Mom wants you to be happy too, son. Looks like my son Dama's a good and responsible child" rubbed my back gently.

"Yes ma'am.it seems so. I hope" I put the plates and glasses on the shelf.

"Hope everything is good, son?" I nodded and hugged my mother.

"Amen.bu. Andini to the room first, want to rest" take off a hug.

"Yes son".

I walked into my small 3x3m room, without air conditioning, just a fan. Removing my veil and then lying on a foam mattress that is not too thick.

Open the drawer and I get my diary. Complaining about my daily life, including the proposal that arrived earlier, without me knowing how the nature and behavior of my future husband actually.

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This afternoon, I was in Dama's car. Sitting next to him. We were still the same silent from the beginning. Awkwardly...

Even at the store we still did not speak. Enter the boutique, walk each one.

Inside the boutique my mother-in-law was waiting. His appearance always amazed me. Simple but classy. All that is attached to the body, it is definitely expensive and branded goods. What I like about Aunt Sindi is her hospitality regardless of status, degree or job. And a loving mother.

"Andini my son" Sindi said to me, stretching out her hands. I slammed into his arms.

"Yes aunt..Assalammualaikum" I kissed his hand.

"Goddessalam..Call me aja mama" aunt Sindi smiled and pulled me to sit down.

"Yes mother" I replied.

"So chat anything in the same car mas Dama?"

I was confused as to what to answer. Because indeed, we did not speak a single word. He was silent, I was silent too.

"Cock quiet?" ask my mother and then switch to staring at Dama.

"We haven't had a chance to talk tan eh mother" I replied honestly.

"Why son? still embarrassed, huh?"

I'm nodding.

"Yes, tomorrow promise me the same Dama. Road to Mall. Is it not mas?" mother gave the code to Dama.

"i yes bun" Dama replied doubtfully, maybe he had to.

After that short talk, I tried the white dress for the wedding and the ash color for the reception. Likewise with Dama, navy blue suit for akad and ash color for reception.

"Beautiful and handsome would-be mantens" the boutique owner praised us. I smiled, Dama is still the same, cold with no expression.

"Mas Dama, how was he quiet from earlier?" mother may feel that Dama has no interest in this marriage. I can what?

"No papa bun. Sorry mother, Dama has business at the office. Dama go first" Dama went in a hurry without saying goodbye to me and mother.

"how did Andini get left?" mother shouted as Dama walked quickly out of the boutique.

"Bun, no papa. Later Andini can ride ojol" I smiled.

"Don't kid.sama mommy, huh?! the driver picked us up" Mother felt bad for me because of her son's cold attitude.

"Yes bun" I dare not refuse. Mother is a good and patient mother. Thank God I got a very good mother-in-law, sholehah and beautiful. And also love me.

Seriate...

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