My Favorite You's

Papi Jenaya's

At exactly eleven o'clock Citra and Alul were escorted home by Mr. Arif when both of their parents were home from the event. Alul fell asleep with a hen in Pak Arif's arms while Citra walked beside him still wearing a negligee belonging to Mr. Arif's mother because her clothes had been put in a bag. His left hand holds his school shoes while his feet are made of slippers owned by Pak Arif's oversized at his feet.

"Sir?"

"Hm?"

"Father don't say yes the same temen-men if we-emm-nggg---" Image biting lips confused should mention what their relationship is.

"If we want to get married?" Mr. Arif continued.

The image grimaces, "Yes whatever the name is. But promise, huh? Jena is not ready to be an impromptu celeb like yesterday" he said remembering how complicated he felt when he had to explain to people about his relationship with Mr. Arif.

"Yes. You learn what's right, don't think about anything else."

Imagra. They had arrived in front of the fence, Papi Citra was seen standing in front of the door waiting for them.

"Assalamu'alaikum, sir." Greet Mr. Arif when he was standing in front of the house. The image immediately shone on her Papa and entered the house.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Sorry, Arif, it's a hassle." Papi took over Alul in Pak Arif's arms.

"It's okay, sir. They're good kids." Said Mr. Arif staring fondly at Alul.

"Yes, it's only sometimes that they've had a big fight beating one stadium." Papi rubbed his son's hair.

"Brothers are used to it, sir."

"Yes, you're right. Again, thank you very much."

Mr. Arif nodded with a polite smile, "Sama-sama, sir. I really want to tell you something."

"What's that?"

Mr. Arif was silent for a moment, feeling wrong for not keeping his promise, "Since he already knows everything. I told him, Sir. I'm sorry for not keeping my promise." he said regretfully.

Papi Citra did not answer. The look on his face was unreadable, then a heavy sigh escaped, "Yes, that's okay. Sooner or later he'll know too."

"One more time I'm sorry, sir."

Papi Citra smiled slightly, "I understand. But as a father I still want happiness for my daughter. So, I hope Mas Arif can give time for Jenaya to think clearly. At least until the exam is over."

"Sure, Sir."

"alright. I hope she becomes the proud daughter of this family. Arif must understand what I mean."

"Good, Sir. Then I'll go home."

"Yes. Please."

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullah."

Papi Citra waited until Mr. Arif came out of the new fence after it entered bringing Alul to his room.

Inside the room Citra did not sleep directly but sat in front of her dressing table with mixed feelings. Is he really getting married at this young age? Is she willing to give up her teenage years so soon? How do people view him? Marriage at a young age is sometimes often assumed to be a marriage because something has happened that is not true to the girls when it is only partly right? Should he just refuse? But, is he ready to lose those little concerns from Mr. Arif? Is he ready for the rest of his life to see Mr. Arif with another woman? The questions entrenched in his head made his immature brain feel the concrete shouldering of his school.

"Mdad Jen?"

The image turned, in front of the door was Papi holding the door handle, "Yes, Pih?"

"Battle to come in?"

Citra nodded, "Hell in, Pih" he said facing completely at the Papi who took his place at the end of his bed.

"Where was that at school? Activity smoothly?" Tanya Papi opened the chat.

"Alhamdulillah smoothly, Pih. Even though it feels like kayak's body was stepped on by a herd of elephants." Image chuckled at the end of his sentence.

"Tomorrow do not forget to take vitamins, do not get sick. The test is near."

The image nodded, "Ready, Pih. I took a warm bath at Mr. Arif's house."

Papi Citra nodded, looking at the princess with a loving look. "Pak Arif's family is good huh, Nduk?! Thank God we have neighbors like them."

The image forced a small smile, "Good hick, Pih. Especially Budhe same Pakde."

"Sir Arif is good too?" Asked Papi, his hand outstretched cupping Citra's hand. A father is the one who understands his daughter's feelings the most. The first love of a Citra Jenaya of course.

" good. Although sometimes rese, like to lecture Jena." Jenaya said he remembered how his relationship with Mr. Arif who was like a cat and mouse never got along.

Papi chuckled, "That's because he cares. Mau Mbak Jena is a better child every day." he rubbed the hair soft image.

The image nodded although a little unacceptable but indeed the intention of Mr. Arif must be done for his good. He alone is the stone, most happy to fight.

Both were silent for a few minutes. Then Citra opened the sound first.

"Oh, is it true that Papi asked Mr. Arif for permission to marry Jenaya?"

"Yes." Yeah." Papi replied without hesitation "But all the final decisions are in Jena. Papi just gives you whatever blessing you decide."

"Indeed, Papi is okay to have a child like Jena? Other people his school until high school bangat loh, Pih." The image tries to remind her of Papi. Who knows the kindness of Mr. Arif closed his mind to the point that it was so easy to give him permission like this.

"Well, if marriage can not be high school, huh? As long as Papi doesn't have a ban." Papi smiled a little.

The image clucked, pursing the lips, "Yes the hell, Pih. But still, what do people say try. Later said, look at his son Mr. Guntoro, just graduated from High School already married." Scaring imagery.

"But don't care about people. Papi knows Papi's own son better. But Mr. Arif is not a bad person. He is mature, understands religion, good family, his association is also not neko-neko, hardworking, handsome too. God willing he can be a leader for Mbak Jen." Terang Papi gave his views on Mr. Arif.

Citra cannot disagree with that because other than ferociously in school, Mr. Arif has no mining value at all. Even if you like to make upset it is human because he is just an ordinary man who has lust.

"But still, Ms. Jen has full rights to decide. Papi and Mama just want good things for our kids." Said Papi looking at the princess's riled face.

Citra nodded then approached to hug the Papi, "Still, Pih. Jena is very affectionate with Papi."

"Name-sama, Nduk. Papi loves Jena even more. Be happy. Papi's prayer always accompanies your life's choices and steps." Reply Papi hugged Citra tightly while dipping her hair many times.

Citra knew, there would be no one as good as her Papi in looking after her, giving her love without hurting her. But is it wrong that he hopes that Mr. Arif can give the same great thing as the Papi?

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