
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat...." Nadine, Zain and Bi Ijah all said their greetings.
"Wa aleikumsalam...." Nadine hugged Azizah, the mother she missed so much. Without tears of longing.
Zain walked up to his future in-laws and kissed the back of his hand. Mr. Taufik father of Nadine patted Zain's shoulder gently.
"Come on a cry..." Azizah's mother asked.
"Nadine kangen Ma'am." Answer Nadine.
"Ambe' the father of ora kangen???..(.With dad not kangen????....)." Mr. Taufik asked.
"Nadine yo kangen sir." After letting go of her mother's embrace, Nadine slammed into her father's arms.
"Greetings, Mom..." Zain clenched his hands together in front of his chest when faced with Azizah's mother.
"Yes, let's go in first, it's not good for the guests." Bu Azizah uses Indonesian because she knows that Zain does not speak Javanese, Bi Ijah has told what Zain looks like to his sister-in-law, Azizah.
"It's okay Mom, Nadine must miss you a lot. It's a little souvenir for mom and dad." Zain said politely, while smiling warmly.
"Sok very familiar anyway, use call father mother." Nadine glanced at him Zain, giving a dislike look at him.
"Be careful if you're my wife, wait for my revenge on the bed." Zain returned Nadine's cynical gaze with a warm smile.
Then Mr. Taufik led Nadine and Zain into his house. While Bi Ijah still hugged each other with Bu Azizah."Kangen mbak yuuuu."
"Come, podo...Come masok...I cook akeh dino iki.(Yes, same....Comein.... I cooked big today)." Said Azizah's mother while talking.
"Hehehe onok(there) would-be ghosts."
"Candidate mantuku handsome ya dik, mugo-mugo akhlak'ke Yo slick. (Hopefully his deed is also good)."
"Aami.... God willing."
Bi Ijah and Ibu Azizah walked over while talking. While Zain was sitting on the sofa facing Mr. Taufik, Nadine had already entered the room.
"Sopo your genius Le????.(.What's your name, son)."
"Well..." Zain gawking.
"Your genealogy sopo?..."
"Neither boso jowo kui pak, iso'e in Indonesian. (Can't speak Javanese sir, it's usually Indonesian.)" Suddenly Azizah's mother spoke while putting tea in front of Zain while coffee in front of her husband.
"Oh, panties!!!... What's your name?..." Mr. Taufik asked again.
"Zaine Alfaro. Commonly called Zain."
"What is it?..."
"Jakarta."
"Where do you work???..."
"Nano Tecno Company."
"What part?..."
"Personal assistant of the company owner...."
(More Javanese languages are changed to Indonesian.).😂😂😂🙏🙏🙏
Bi Ijah helped Azizah and Nadine's mother to produce food and snacks to serve in front of Zain and Pak Taufik. Zain did not tire of stealing to look at Nadine. While Nadine's lips were cursing at Zain, her gaze was cynical as if she wanted to skin Zain alive. Zain who saw Nadine's gaze even smiled amusedly.
"Nadine you rest just don't need help, you must be tired after a long trip." Said Azizah's Mother.
"Nadine can't see you working alone." Oh, Nadine's words made Zain fall in love.
After all the meals, they all ate together except for Nadine. He chose to be alone in the room After preparing the room for Zain to sleep later. Nadine was still thinking about Dion. How's that poor young man doing???.... Had Zain not confiscated his HP???.... Borrowing HP on him is impossible.
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The family atmosphere is so thick, Nadine's family welcomes its existence warmly, making Zain feel like he has a whole family. Like his old family, Papa, Mama, Grandma and Miranda are happy families that no longer exist. The greedy Zain, thirsty for family affection, wanted to rule over their hearts. I want to be part of this family. There was a deep sense of regret in Zain's heart, for tricking people as good as Taufik. But Zain had to have the heart to get Nadine.
After finishing eating together, Nadine came out of the room and helped clean up the dishes and food on the table. After the table was clean, Mr. Taufik called Nadine, Bi Ijah and Ms. Azizah to gather in the living room.
The look on Mr. Taufik's face turned serious, staring at Zain's bead intensely. Making Zain look down.
"Father has heard of your intention to come here from Bi Ijah. But you want to hear it directly from you."
Zain glanced at Nadine at a glance, the girl he loved lowered her finger on the lap. Then Zain looked at Mr. Taufik.
"I'm sorry that I came here myself because I don't have a family. I only have a boss that I already consider to be like my own brother. But he was busy so he couldn't accompany me here."
"It's okay. You understand."
"I came here because I had good intentions to marry your daughter..... I cannot promise happiness and affection to Nadine like the happiness and affection that my father and mother gave to Nadine.... I also cannot promise protection for Nadine, like the father and mother who have been protecting Nadine.... But I will try to be a good priest for Nadine and our children later.... I will try to fulfill my responsibility towards Nadine and our children.... I will try to fulfill our rights and obligations, I will try to be the best husband for Nadine. I sincerely hope that my father and mother will accept my proposal."
"Tests..." A single tear slid from Nadine's beautiful eyes. I don't know, Nadine herself doesn't understand, what kind of tears are these!!!... Sad or happy tears???... Nadine doesn't understand either.
"First decision, it's in Nadine's hands!!!...." Answer mr. Taufik. Mr. Taufik looked towards Nadine who was looking down. "Where is Nduk, not his proposal." Nadine nodded slowly.
"Huuuufffh...." Zain breathed a sigh of relief. "So my proposal was accepted."
"Yet...." Answer mr. Taufik. Zain looked down again, waiting for the next sentence from Mr. Taufik.
"After you're married to Nadine, you can take her anywhere. To the desert, to the forest, to the mountains, please. You feed Nadine 1 time a day, not fed even if it is okay. You piss him off, you educate him, it's okay....But remember, Azizah was pregnant for 9 months and gave birth to Nadine from the age of 1 second to the age of 19 years. Azizah and I educated her, gave her halal food, kept her behavior and kept her prayers...."
"Today I leave your responsibilities to you, son Zain. Bring my Son to God. If you do not bring him safe before God. Then I will sue you at Yaumil qiyamah later. How, willing???..."
"Glegs...." Zain swallowed his saliva, not expecting that it would be as deep and far as his proposal.
"God willing sir. I can afford."
"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim.... I accept your proposal. Hopefully in the abundance of barokah fid dunya wal endoh your marriage later."
"For you Nadine, remember your promises. Will be a devout Muslim after marriage..."
"Yes sir."
"Must be in the lakoni..."
"Yes sir..."
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Sslow.... Don't get bored reading it... There will be a surprise....