My Mr's. Virgin

Chapter LV

"Madriana."

"Yes." Yeah."

"I never thought we'd see you again. Amazingly, you became my sister-in-law. He-he-he!"

"Ha-ha-ha, yes. Turns out this Flores is too small."

Andreas only heard their conversation, not intending to back up. Sometimes heard laughter due to her being used as a joke.

"Mariana, how do you tame this coward?"

"Disn't you?"

"Huh-huh. Your future husband is afraid of women."

"Ah, time!"

"Yes, he's not only a coward, he's never been in contact with women. Except with grandma and Tanta Vero."

"That means you've been in contact with women, but not just anyone. The proof is your grandmother and your daughter, I am also included. That means he's normal. Isn't that right, honey?" Andreas who pretended to sleep, became indeterminate when he was called 'honey'. He coughed until his eyes watered.

Mariana and Mikel couldn't help but laugh. The girl darkly searched for Aqua's water, but Mikel had no water supply in the car. While patting Andreas on the back, he asks Mikel to pull the car over in front of the stall near the highway. Mikel according. Mariana got out of the car, then bought a bottle of Aqua water at the stall.

...***...

The black Toyota they were riding entered and stopped at a large two-story house. Two middle-aged men with two women were sitting chatting under a mango tree, enjoying an evening meal. Only one of them knew Mariana.

Om Alo continued to stand, as he watched Mariana get out of the belly of the car. He walked quickly while stretching out his hands.

"Welcome, my son."

Andreas smile. He also spread his arms ready to welcome the embrace of the father. Just as he was about to hug father, the middle-aged man ignored him, continuing to pass towards Mariana who was still standing beside the car.

"Hm." Andreas grunts. Disillusioned.

"Welcome my son" he repeated, then hugged Mariana.

The girl smiled happily. His heart soared in excitement, moved to get such a reception. His longing for the late father was relieved already, through the figure of someone who was hugging him now. Mariana crying.

The father's departure makes him understand that the most painful longing is to miss someone who has passed away. However, his departure also taught that God is always there to listen to all prayers and hopes.

'Father (father), thank you for teaching me how to be a good human being and how to live a real life. I love you, I miss you, Father.

Whether when we were given the chance to meet again, could it be that there we could meet again?' inner Mariana.

Seeing himself being ignored by his father, Andreas passes by shaking hands with his grandmother, Tanta Vero and Om Dorus. Mikel pulled out the items from inside the car, after which joined the others.

"Come, Son! Get to know grandma and the others first."

They shake hands and get acquainted. Om Dorus, Tanta Vero and Grandma Esi greeted him joyfully. The children of Tanta Vero and Om Dorus are also happy to meet Mariana. There are many stories they share together.

The atmosphere of the evening was full of joy with jokes and laughter, so that Mariana did not feel foreign to be in their midst.

...***...

Mariana looked up at the sky chest. "The sky tonight looks pretty, doesn't it?" he asked after Andreas sat down in the chair next to him.

Andreas also looked up. "What's so pretty? I'm used to seeing."

"Beautiful, because I'm not alone in seeing the beauty of the stars tonight. Know it? Stars will look more beautiful, if we share their beauty with someone."

Mariana tucked up the plastic chair she was sitting on with Andreas' chair. He stared at Andreas's face, propping up his chin on the arm of the chair. They're old-sighted. Mariana's round and large eyes look radiant due to the reflection of fluorescent lights from the porch of the house.

Andreas's fascinated. His heart is beating fast. However, he became misbehaved as the girl turned a lip while closing her eyes, waiting for something from him.

Quickly he touched Mariana's lips, making the girl tap her lips in pain. The upper and lower lips slightly swell up like an ant bite. Mariana straightened her back, sitting as before facing forward staring at the houses, lights and motor vehicles passing across the street.

Unconsciously, four pairs of eyes were lurking behind the door.

Whispering, Grandma Esi asked, "What are they doing?"

"The girl asked to be kissed, but the man refused" replied Tanta Vero.

"The girl is pretty aggressive." Grandma Esi made a comment. "He was very different from Rena. He-he-he," he continued.

"Yes, but I prefer him, Mama. You see Ande, he's not awkward around Ana. Looks like his phobia can be cured." This time it was Om Dorus who commented.

The others agreed. Alo is proud in his heart. He also felt Mariana was the right choice and the antidote for Andreas. They resumed their staking activities.

Andreas gave a sneak smile, as he looked at Mariana's swollen lips as a result of his actions.

"illness?" tanyakanya.

"Not .. delicious!" Mariana's answer sounded sniffy.

"Sorry." But a smile was not coming from his lips. "We need to talk about this matchmaking" he continued.

"What are you talking about?" mariana asked, "Isn't it clear? Just waiting for your family to come to my house to propose officially. He-he-he." He chuckled at the end of his sentence.

Andreas felt strange hearing Mariana's rarity. "Why?" tanyakanya. Mariana shook her head.

"Actually, I don't want this marriage let alone to be betrothed, but I don't get my heart to see the sadness in my father's eyes. Do you have a way to cancel it?" Mariana did not answer. The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

"Even if I accept this matchmaking, because I want to transfer the name of ownership to the house I live in now." He looked up at the stars scattered in the sky. Mother's face is painted there.

Mariana is still silent. His face looks grim. His feelings are mixed. Silence comes to say hello, when the heart is lonely. In the dark of the night he is only able to be grateful rather than complain about something he is not sure about.

Not hearing any answer, Andreas turned to find Mariana pensive. I don't know what the girl was thinking.

He looked up again at the sky chest. The face of mother and Rena alternately decorate the eye tubes.

The wind gently whipped with longing that came to visit. However, the doubt of love in the heart is increasingly rampant in the self. Am I still in his heart? How long do I have to wait? Where should I look?