Ngumbara Love

Part 66 Possibilities

The weekend as usual Rossi was at home. Rossi has not been able to do well since arriving home.

"Have a rest, son! Your father is in the mosque right now. He's been waiting for your return since this morning." Suddenly the chest, the air supply becomes very little, Rossi even has difficulty breathing.

Does this have anything to do with what Cyra and Candra were talking about, regarding Andhra's coming to this house? Inner Rossi. If yes, what should I say later?

"Rose! Hi!" Rossi jerks.

"Yes! Mommy?"

"Are you all right," Mother asked. Rossi's reaction was like a child who was caught skipping school.

"Rossi's fine, Mom. Probably exhausted from standing for so long on the bus." Rossi grinning horse.

"And I told you to bring a motorbike more efficiently. You also get home not too late."

"Emmh, that, Rossi is worried if driving too far, afraid tired and...!"

"Already! don't continue. That's not good. Pamali knows. That word is prayer. So get used to saying that which is fine." Mother passed away.

"Mother why the hell! I'd like to say that Rossi is sleepy can't get there fast. Different if you take the bus, even though sleepy or even sleeping, still the way." Rossi scratched his head and entered the room.

A few minutes later, Father and Rusdi came from the Mosque.

"It looks like your daughter has arrived!" rusdi said when he saw a backpack lying on the sofa.

"Yes! He just came. Let him clean up first. Even if he breaks, there's still time tomorrow." Mother seemed to understand the character of her husband who never put off work, trying to persuade. I put two cups of coffee on the table for Rusdi and Heru.

"If he goes out of the room, that means this matter has to be straightened out tonight as well," chuckled Dad, taking a cup of coffee at the table.

Flashbacks

"What is the underlying intention, Son Andhra, to propose or to abuse my child?"

"Want to avoid adultery." Dad breathed, actually of the many people who have come, this child is the shortest answer.

Most of the men, will praise the beauty, cleverness, intelligence and the advantages of Rossi as a simple and beautiful girl.

"Is there any other reason? Of course in the city a lot of beautiful and attractive girls are also more worthy than my son who can make Nak Andhra a companion for life. Why should I choose my son, Rossi?"

"Because of all the girls, only he dared to steal something precious from me."

"Whatchu mean? My son has never done anything as bad as Nak Andhra has accused him of. We never taught him to steal. Even when we need it." Heru excited, of course he did not believe the words of Andhra.

"Your daughter stole my heart."

Dad smiled as lightly as cotton was exhaled by the wind, his heart began to be touched, but to see how this young man convinced himself, Heru still pretended to think. Andhra chose to look in any direction.

"I'm sorry if it's presumptuous. But my heart and mind are always on your daughter." Andhra smiled remembering the first time she met Rossi. Rossi who makes him a different man, Rossi who is able to make him a whole man.

Heru stared at the way Andhra spoke, fellow man, Heru understood what the meaning of Andhra's words was, Heru also saw, Andhra's twinkle in eyes showed solemnity.

"What will you promise my daughter?" ask Heru again. Want to make sure that his child will be in the hands of the right man.

"Nothing!" Heru frowned in wonder. Why was this young man's answer always different from what he used to hear. Wasn't he an established man from a distinguished family. Why isn't there anything she'll give her daughter?

"Then, don't continue with your intentions. Because my daughter won't be with a coward like you."

"I am not willing to promise. But I am more afraid that someday I will deny it. My wish, determined on one thing, when I get my blessing, I will strive to be a worthy husband to your daughter. Try your best to protect and protect your daughter, so that she will always feel comfortable with me."

"Is that all you can do? Without any effort?" Heru, who had taken just two steps, had been silent on the spot.

"Usaha? Is that your ability?" Heru smiled devil.

"I can do anything. It might even present a child." Heru clenched his hand tightly.

"How dare you do that to my daughter, don't you expect me to give you the chance to meet my daughter once?"

"Correct your question!" Heru was confused.

"From now on, you keep cornering me with silly questions. I am not a perfect person who can do everything. That's why I don't feel like I have any meaning. My treasure, perhaps one day it will run out, the honor and standing that I have, may be lost. And me, I can go anytime. What will I promise?" Heru was unmoved on the spot, his body trembling. Like he had heard these words, but where?

"Can you keep your heart loyal? Is there only my daughter's name in your heart?" Heru tried to remain relaxed, he should not be affected, or his head would throb pain.

"I'll remember it."

Heru patted Andhra's shoulder slightly firmly.

"Just remember?" Heru Protest.

"No!"

"Do you dare to fight the world for my daughter?"

"Even the angel of death I will fight." Andhra answered steadily.

"You're so pretentious. Isn't that the destiny of every human being? Not a single person can count."

"Please tell me who's in love with this." Andhra lowered her head. Feeling that there was a mistake in his words.

Haru chuckled a few times. Funny about Andhra's reaction. "You're like a kid caught stealing candy." Heru was still laughing.

"I'll talk to my daughter. But no promise to persuade her to marry you. I'll just tell him. If there's a young man coming with his family to propose."

"Thank you, I think, that's more than enough" Andhra replied.

"What if my daughter rejects you?"

"That means we're not fools."

Heru again patted Andhra's shoulder to the point of being shaken, even embracing her.

Flashback off

"Son, Daddy's daughter!" Heru took his son's hand, and led him to drown in Heru's two large hands. There are Heru and Rossi. The other two residents of the house, pretending to leave, but yes, they are nguping behind the wall.

"The young man who came with you last night came with his family to ask for your hand. He asked father for permission to enter his daughter's world."

Rossi bit his lower lip, his heart started beating irregularly. It's certain his hands are as cold as polar ice.

"Hi, father's son why so tense? Do I need to teach that young man a lesson? You seem to be scared like this? Did he do anything to you?"

Rossi was unable to answer, his lips felt like they were glued to glue. His tongue was so stiff that it was hard to speak. He just shook his head a few times.

"Dear, Father's Son, speak. You're usually so chatty." Rossi nodded back.

"How will you decide if you don't talk?"

"Possibly, I'll just reject Nak Andhra's proposal"

To be Continued.....