
I stood up from my seat and kissed Mr. Nice's hand as a sign of greeting the older one, then followed by Rio.
“Sorry sir, we forgot to shake hands” I had a little joke and was greeted with a warm laugh Mr. Nice.
Then Pak Bagus let us drink and enjoy a snack made by Ms. Marni who had been on the living room table.
“Sorry son, how it is. I didn't take the fruit before!” pak Bagus was about to stand up from his seat but I immediately prevented.
“No need sir. This is enough, even this is delicious home made, natural without preservatives” I open the lid of the jar, take the banana chips and chew it.
“Thank God it was good. How are you doing, Davis?”
“Alhamdullillah my good news sir. Father, mother, same Arjuna how are you?”
“Alhamdullillah we are also good, son. Arjuna just graduated S1, Alhamdullillah welcome work at bank.”
“Thank God. Does Arjuna not want to migrate to Jakarta, sir?”
“Arjuna had a discussion with us and mbaknya, Narita, but his mother advised him to look for work in the hometown only, because all of you can take care of the father of the same mother who has started to grow old, nak”
“Owh yes, yes sir.” My solute.
“What if Nak Davis himself? Workplace where?” hearing Mr. Bagus' question, I noticed Rio's countenance changed slightly. Maybe he was surprised, surprised because I already know Mr. Good, but also surprised because it turns out that Mr. Good who has not known me so much.
“Alhamdullillah sir, I've worked in one of the big companies in Jakarta.”
“Still seeing Narita, right?”
“Still pack.”
“How are you doing? Since rising to the position of Manager, he rarely went home. He came home just after Eid ul-Fitr with Eid al-Adha aja” lamented Pak Bagus.
“Owh please be advised yes Sir. That's what I call department risk. Thank God Narita is good, sir!”
“Iya gakpapa Son. The important thing is that he is healthy, happy, and always in the protection of Alloh”
“Aamiin” me and Rio agree together.
“Nak Rio's assistant nak Davis? Great also yes son Davis just worked already have assistant” my face met red and smiled thin.
“Hehehe, the term assistant sir, whereas he is my working partner” I explained with a little caution.
“Owh so.”
Suddenly there was a sound of greeting interrupting our chatter.
“Assalamu’alaikum” saw the face of a middle-aged pulmonary woman who I had known through a video call. He seemed to be frowning a little.
“Nakkk Davis?” he hesitated, and I stood and kissed his hand. Followed by Rio back.
“Alhamdullillah mom still remembers me?” I pretended to ask.
“Clearly mom remembers son. The only handsome bule that Narita knows to father the same mother yes just son Davis a” we also spontaneously laughed lightly together.
“This is my friend and coworker bu, his name is Rio” I introduced Rio after bu Marni glanced at Rio as if asking who he is.
“Owh yayaya,,,,ayo please sit again.”
“Nak Davis again there is a job or how nie tumben stopped by here?” ask Marni.
“Buuu, just like Nak Davis to Rio chat casually first to!” said Mr. Good looking at his wife.
“But bu—” Rio was about to refuse but was immediately denied by Pak Bagus.
“Good boy to reject the good intentions of parents! You rarely come here!” said Mr. Good.
“Well if not a hassle!” reply later.
Not long after, a motorbike entered the courtyard. Then we heard the sound of greeting, and we answered the greeting together.
“Arjuna, here son. Recognize this son Davis mbakmu, and this is Rio co-worker nak Davis” pak Bagus introduced us and we also shake hands.
“I often hear stories about mas from the same father mother. Alhamdullillah can now meet directly. Mas often praised the same father mother you know!” Arjuna sat down on the sofa.
“Waah time’ sie? By the way, call Davis, I'll be the same age”
“Masa?” Arjuna was shocked and saw our appearance wearing casual suits.
“Iya also sie, look at our style sama” we also laugh together.
“Yaudah, son Davis and son Rio rest first in the room. If you want to take an afternoon shower, please do. If it's a shame, afraid that the water will be cold to make rheumatism” said Ms Marni.
After we took the tenteng bag from the car, we were welcome to enter the room that Marni had shown. I occupy Narita's room, while Rio occupies the guest room.
That was your first meeting with the Narita family. Narita grew up to be a warm, mature, caring woman. Because he grew up in a warm family and no less affection. Although we only knew each other, the Narita family welcomed me very kindly.
After taking a shower and performing worship in the room, I went back out of the room and headed for the kitchen. I saw Miss Marni cooking something for dinner. While the father sat not far from there while drinking coffee and eating fried bananas.
“Bu, sir, there is an important and serious thing that I will convey. Later please be prepared for the time after praying Isya’ yes sir, bu” said a little trembling.
“Owh yes son. Later the father of Maghrib and Isya’ in the mosque, so wait for the father of gakpapa nak?” ask Mr. Good then.
“Owh if that's the case, sir. Later me and Rio come to masjid” my speech makes them a little surprised.
“Owhhh ooo I I yes” reply pack Nice stuttered.
A few hours later (after the Isya’ prayer in the mosque), Mr. Bagus, Ms. Marni, me, Rio, and Arjuna were gathered in the living room.
“Pak Bagus, Bu Marni, and Arjuna, our intention and purpose to come here is the first of course to have a friendship with the father of the family mother. During this time we have often called, video call, so it would be nice to also meet in person. Second, I want to express my good intentions. I want to propose Narita to be my wife” I started to open our serious chat.
The faces of Mr. Bagus, Ms. Marni, and Arjuna appear to show expressions of shock.
“Hahhh?” they said the three of them simultaneously.
For a few seconds, the atmosphere was silent.
“Nak Davis se se se seriously?” the sound of Mr. Nice stammering enough to break the silence.
“Iya I'm serious, Pak” I replied steady.
“I have proposed to Narita directly, but after I think back, it would be more polite if I directly apply Narita to father and mother as his parents” continued.
“Alhamdullillah, we are happy to hear the goodwill of son Davis. But father and mother cannot make their own decisions, we will leave the decision to Narita. From my father, I approve.”
“Mother also approved, nak” saw the face of sumringah ma'am Marni, occasionally she wiped her tears.
“Arjuna doesn't mind either. But all decisions go back to Na” said Arjuna added.
Then I started to make a plan. Every now and then Rio added what I had said. Everyone watch carefully. And in the end everyone agreed to my plan. I'm grateful, because the first steps of my plan went pretty smoothly.
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