My Sweet Roommate's

Reveal the truth

Told to join Alva's parents for dinner, Joana is now busy choosing decent clothes. After bathing and cleaning himself also a little decorated, Joana was busy dismantling her closet. And he just realized it was a long time ago he did not shop to buy clothes. Until there is one dreas worthy of his opinion. The dress was pitch black, there were buttons on the front with the length of my knee and arm around my side. Joana is a little confident in black clothes because it makes her body slimmer.

After making sure her appearance was really decent and not embarrassing, Joana came out of her room. In the living room there was Alva's parents who were sitting talking to the man.

“Twenty-nine years old, not young anymore, right Mam?” Vardi talks to his wife, Alma about their only son.

“Yes, even papa got married at twenty-six, at that time mama twenty-one,” quipped Alma, his mother Alva.

“Our time is different Ma, Pa,” Alva says. He was talking to his mom and dad. But, his eyes were unceasingly looking at Joana who was serving food on the table.

“If you do not intend to find a future wife, let the mother who intervened. But remember, do not try to find something that is not equivalent to us! papa's colleagues are many young, beautiful and well educated, on par with you.” Alma again, he really warned.

This is what makes Alva hesitant to introduce Joana to both parents. He knew what his mother's criteria were. Plus, his mother if talking like origin without thinking about the feelings of the interlocutor.

Joana's vegetables heard the conversation. But he has to stay focused on his work.

“Food is ready, let's eat!” Nek Merry had just walked out of his room, immediately taking his son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter to the dining table.

“Mother always likes to trouble herself,” Alma told her in-laws.

“Food at the restaurant is nothing as delicious as mother's cooking.” granny asserted.

“Oh this yes? her name is Joana? his friend Mother during stay here?” Alma looked at a woman who was serving food, arranging the plates, cups and spoons there.

“Iya Aunty, I am Joana,” replied Joana nervously, not forgetting she smiled kindly, along with a heartbeat that could not be compromised.

“Good, consider aja Mother there is a maid, but free.” cetus Alma again.

Joana's smile slowly faded away, she glanced at Alva for a moment and when the man returned his gaze, Joana immediately lowered her head as if she did not deserve to look at Alva. The woman, her mother Alva looks very glamorous, her skin is smooth, clean, with some fancy jewelry on her fingers and neck. She certainly looks like a classy woman. Much different from Joana who is nothing.

“Enak a maid, do not. Joana is already considered a grandson,” said Nek Merry.

Alva noticed the change and joana felt like approaching the woman that very second. But Joana felt a little flattered when the grandmother called her consider her own granddaughter.

“Jo, grandma forgot. Make regular kayak grandma drinks huh?” the Pinta Nek Merry.

Joana nodded. “Warm drink ginger, right Nek?” ask Joana to make sure.

“Iya Nak, please yes dear.”

Joana takes ginger as necessary, lemongrass, palm sugar. Then boil enough water. In the kitchen, he did something else while waiting for the water to boil. Without daring to glance at the one family that was talking. A few minutes later, the ginger aroma of the water stew began to be inhaled, Joana turned off the stove and moved the drink into a glass. Joana increasingly unable to bear, when smelling the aroma of ginger, something churned up to encourage Joana to immediately run towards the bathroom.

“Hoek.”

Joana could not help the nausea that suddenly hit her until she spewed out her entrails and her voice was heard all the way out.

“Why him?” Alma was a little disturbed and listened to the person who was vomiting. “Not very polite anyway?”

Alva who was worried about Joana, immediately woke up from her seat following Joana there, of course inviting the attention of all who were there including Nek Merry.

“Why, darling?” whispered Alva, barged into the bathroom that Joana couldn't lock.

Alva rubbed the nape of Joana who was still standing behind the sink.

“I'm okay.” Quickly, Joana wiped her mouth with water and tissue. Actually, from earlier he was holding back a feeling of fatigue and a little dizziness. “You go back to the dinner table, Mas,” he said in a weak tone.

“Al, why you?” Alma turned to the bathroom, feeling something strange about her son. Why catch up with Joana to get into the bathroom?

“Joana, why, Nak?” Grandma, who was also worried, now followed to see what happened to Joana.

Ignoring her mother, Alva was still focused on Joana who seemed to have difficulty standing, and was holding her forehead. “Joana, you-“

A split second later, Joana's body floated and Alva caught it.

“Joana!” jolt Alva, immediately carrying the woman's body out of the bathroom. Alva ignored her mother and father who were staring in astonishment and suspicious at her.

“Never Joana kayak gini, try grandma call doctor Rika ya.” Quickly, the grandmother took her cell phone in the room, looking for a contact named Doctor Rika, who is her personal doctor.

“What's with him?” gerutu Vardi, the papa. “So care with a woman named Joana it?”

“Mama is also astonished!” jakak Alma, following her son who is now in Joana's room, sat right next to the woman who was lying weak.

“What relationship are you with, same him?” Alma folded up her arms around her chest, staring dislike at her son who looked quite worried at Joana.

“Actually, he's my girlfriend, Ma.” firmly Alva. “And I will marry her.” continued Alva without hesitation she revealed everything. Whatever, somehow.

“What?!” His grandmother and mother responded simultaneously, but with different and contradictory expressions.