Missing You: David

Missing You: David
41 Being Responsible



Assalamualaikum ma'am" said Desi, knocking on the door.


"Waaalaikumsalam wants to come in," replied Mother.


Fadlan came while carrying by the purchased, a fruit and a ring. Actually Fadlan was deliberately invited Desi to propose Desi but unfortunately bad things in a row destroy the plan.


Fadlan had ordered a cake and asked the restaurant at the hotel to prepare a romantic dinner. But now is not the time to regret. Today Fadlan had to take a little more bold steps to meet with Desi's parents to talk about what happened last night.


"What's going on with Fadlan coming home? Shouldn't you be coming home the day after tomorrow, right now?" ask Mr. Arif Mr. Desi.


"True sir, we did deliberately put forward a schedule of our return because there are things that you want to talk about with the father."


"What's up with Fadlan? Why is his face so tense?"


Fadlan then sat down in front of Mr. Arif with his face bowed to the ground.


"I'm sorry sir, I hurt my father and mother."


"Lhu what does this mean, son?" ask Bu Ratna Desi's mother.


Fadlan then explains that he and Desi have been sleeping together. Fadlan apologizes and asks both of Desi's parents to take responsibility for what happened.


Desi saw the look on Fadlan's face crying in front of her parents feeling guilty. He decided to make a sound. Without aba Desi directly recounts all the events of his ex who gave him a drink and Fadlan who tried to help him by inserting Desi into the bathub. However, Fadlan instantly stopped Desi from telling her the true events. He didn't want Desi to hurt Ms. Ratna if she knew her daughter had taken the initiative first.


"Don't Des" said Fadlan.


"No, don't get any misunderstandings. You're a good man, don't let my father and mother misunderstand."


"No Des, enough. We do it both and I'm the man in charge."


I cried hearing the confession of Desi and Fadlan. While the father was just silent with a relaxed face.


"Please," pinta Desi.


"It has been," said the father.


"Back sir" replied Fadlan.


"Stand up you want Fadlan," asked the father.


Fadlan simply assented and stood up as ordered. It is clear if the handsome man's eyes are sad due to shedding tears. You just nod your head.


"I accept your proposal, son, please bring your parents to meet to discuss your wedding. I hope soon."


"Thank you" replied Fadlan.


Desi's mother was still in shock with her eyes hearing Fadlan's statement in a bright light. Desi was still crying in shame while looking down.


"I'm sorry Desi, sir".


"It's okay, son, in return you have to take responsibility and replace all that has been done responsibly".


"Okay sir" replied Desi.


"I'm sorry sir, I failed to take care of Desi" Fadlan said.


"Not to be questioned anymore, now it's better for Fadlan to come home and meet your family".


"Fine sir then I say retreat, next morning I will come along with my parents".


"I wait, son, heart on the road".


"Good sir."


Fadlan got up and kissed the hand of Arif and Desi's mother. Desi with sparkling eyes extended her hand to kiss Fadlan's hand. Fadlan reached for Desi's hand and left the living room.


Mr. Arif delivered Fadlan to the front of the house.


"I'm going home sir, assalamualaikum".


"Waaalaikumsalam son, heart hearts on the way".


"Good sir".


**


Flasback off


Fadlan returned home with a lethargic face carrying her luggage.


"Have you gone home yet?" ask Zea.


"Yes, Assalamualaikum."


"Waalaikumsalam," replied Mother.


"Have you come home Lan, said he stayed up to besuk?"


"Yes, there's important business, father, where Fadlan wants to talk."


"Oh yeah, your dad's going to the field for a minute."


"Oh, yes, I'll be later."


"What's up to, son, to talk to mom so why is your face lethargic like this?" ask mother.


"What's not, ma'am. I happen to be tired from a long trip, I'm sorry ma'am wants to go to the room."


"Oh yeah, after it comes down huh Lan, we eat."


"Good ma'am."


Fadlan leaves mother and Zea downstairs. Zea felt that today her brother's mood was not as usual. As bad as that was the case, her brother would never make her mother restless. But today is different.


"Mas Fadlan why mom?"


"Don't know Ze, maybe just tired."


"Oh so it looks."


 


"Yes, there you helped me into the kitchen. I'd like to call your brother to keep the stall for a minute."


"Yes ma'am, Zea goes to the kitchen first."


Trying to think positively, Zea decided to go to the kitchen cooking vegetables and chicken that her mother had prepared.


Dinner came, everyone gathered in the dining room to eat Zea and Mother's cooking.


"Well, who was it, Zea is it," ucao Zea boasted.


"Yes, yes" replied Aslan.


"Have you eaten do not be noisy," said the father.


"Ready sir, good meal."


"Good meal."


After eating, they sat in the living room. After the meal it was Aslan's turn and Zea washed the dishes. Fadlan invited him to talk in the living room. While the mother was making tea and bringing fruit for the family.


"As, take your sister to go shopping martabak there yes," asked the father with a serious look.


Fadaln had already bowed expressionlessly in the guest roar chair. The mother beside Fadlan and the father seemed confused when he saw his two children coming after washing the dishes.


"This is As, bring ATM mas all buy catfish feed father yes," said Fadlan while thrusting ATM.


"Oh ready mas, yes let's go along with Ze buy feed and martabak."


"Thu we're going to eat cooked to buy more food," asked Zea plain.


"Yes you have eaten, the fish has not. What if the catfish starved? You have no pity?"


"Oh pity no mas, come on. Ze get the jacket first."


"Okay don't be long."


After picking up the jacket, Zea went along with Aslan to the ornamental fish trinket seller and martabak. Knowing that something was important, Zea was taken away. Aslan chose the furthest path to make their journey longer.


"Why Lan?"ask father.


Fadlan immediately knelt at his feet while crying.


"What's up with son?" ask mother.


Fadlan was still crying, with a sad look on her face. Fadlan explains everything that happened and intends to ask for the blessing of his parents to allow himself and Desi to marry.


"It's okay son, I agree with Mr. Desi's decision. Tomorrow morning you and mom go to the market to find something to take there. We're going to Desi's house."


"I'm sorry Fadlan ma'am, sir."


Fadlan's mother cried bitterly at all the explanations of her first son who was very proud of this. How not, at a young age Fadlan has become a successful person and is able to stand alone with his own two feet. Honored graduation and working in a place that his son dreamed of.


"I'm sorry Fadaln ma'am" she said kneeling at her mother's feet.


"It's okay son, it's better you immediately take responsibility for what has happened."


Fadlam nodded.


"Yes, don't be sad and wash your face pity later Zea is confused if you see."


On the other hand, Zea was eating the skewer meatballs bought by Asalan while waiting for the martabak that was being cooked.


"Enak brother?"


"Sister, will you?" ask Zea.


"Not for you, sir."


"Sister, I want to ask earlier, we can go through Mangga 2 why through Jl. And further away?"


"How can I refresh."


"Well be okedeh then."


"The cart has become a mas," said mamang martabak seller.


"Yes sir, thank you" Aslan said as he extended the payment.


Zea sat in the motorcycle seat waiting for her brother to come to groped the martabak ordered earlier.


"Let's go home brother, hunt more and more night."


"It's already night."


"He's maxed out it's midnight."


"There's just a brother, a new guy at 9."


"Yes de yes, you cheeky son of a bitch mah Ze."


They both drove the motor home.


"Don't muter-muter again, brother," said Zea.


"Okay, get it done."


Arriving at the house they both went straight into the living room that looked quiet. There are only people sitting there watching TV.


"Asaalamualaiku," said Zea.


"Waalaikumsalam" replied the father.


"How come there's no friend, sir?" ask Zea.


"Well, who do you want Ze to be? A village? hehe."


"Father, that's not what it means."


Mother came from the kitchen carrying a pen and paper towards Zea.


"Ze, besuk mornings you same brother Aslan help mother to the market ya."


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