Not as Beautiful as Angan

Bickering

After knowing the flowers do not receive advice from them. Finally, Jati and Bu Sekar came out of his room Bunga while carrying a disappointed and confused heart.

Just a few steps Jati and Bu Sekar left his room Bunga.

"BRUG!..." Suddenly the sound of the door slamming very loudly.

Flowers slammed the door of her room with emotion.

"Astaghfirulahaladziii..." The two middle-aged old men jumped in shock.

Both of them turned their bodies back towards the door that was slammed just now while holding their respective breasts.

"Yes Allah... Our son sir" Mrs Sekar shed tears. He did not expect to get such harsh treatment from his beloved son.

His chest was pounding so fast, his heart was beating so quickly he was shocked.

"Already ma'am, don't take heart. Now we try to talk to Cempaka, how good. Usually he is easy to be instructed, he is a gentle child must hear all our words" Mr. Jati tried to calm his wife.

"What's wrong mom?... What was that sound?" Cempaka who was in the middle of the backyard immediately ran into the house. He was afraid that anything would happen to his parents.

"There's nothing, son" Mr. Jati tried to cover up what really happened.

"Have you finished?" Bu Sekar switched the conversation.

"Had ma'am, just wiped away when I heard like the sound of a door being slammed hard

earlier. Thank goodness that you are the same father is okay" said Cempaka a little calm.

Although in his heart he wondered after seeing his parents holding his chest like there was something.

Bu Sekar and Pak Jati then sat in the middle room while leaning his back. His chest was clearly descending up and down as he saw something startling.

Seeing his parents like that, Cempaka immediately rushed towards the kitchen to grab two glasses of warm water.

"Mom, sir, drink some warm water first"

He held a glass of warm water.

"Thank you son" Ms. Sekar and Mr. Jati immediately sipped slowly.

The two men had just finished drinking warm water. And then keep the glass on the tray.

Suddenly... The door to her room, Flowers, was open.

Flowers came out of his room with a suitcase and attached a bag to his shoulder. He was like he was going far away.

Everything in the middle room spontaneously looked at him with a sense of wonder.

"This is the culprit!... Sok beautiful!... Sok manner!... I have no feelings at all!... I better get out of this house. Everyone no longer cares about me" he clapped his waist and pointed at his face Cempaka.

Cempaka felt shocked and confused by his brother's attitude like that, not as usual.

"What's up, brother?" Cempaka tried to ask.

"Who wants to marry, brother?... Buana just wanted to propose to me before she left for her place of duty. You know that in the city of "S", parents who have daughters like to hold back the boys who come to his house. Even though it was new once, and they were unfamiliar yet" Cempaka sighed slowly.

"Importantly the girl likes the guy. Especially if you see a man of rank coming. It is not possible to return just like that" continued Cempaka again.

"Then why would he dare to step over me?" Flowers cut the word Cempaka.

"So like this, sister, after finishing education, Buana and her friends surveyed their place of duty. It just so happened that the empty dormitory was not enough to accommodate the new police. This means that people are not forced to spend or rent a room outside the dormitory" said Bunga, he stopped for a moment.

" Muana was afraid that later she would have to find a boarding house. He was afraid that there was his daughter or his widow. He did not want to be held by the owner of the house to then have to marry her, because she already has me waiting here. So, let's be calm so that no one holds back his ID card, he wants to propose to me first before he leaves for his place of duty" continued Cempaka.

"Can that guarantee that?" The flower asked still with a taut face.

"Yes, there is cin-cin as proof. And, there were some of his friends as his witness. I see brother, so please allow Buana to propose to me, I beg you to be willing for our good"

Cempaka cupped his hands together in his chest while resting in front of his brother.

"Yes Bunga, you also know that there are already some men here who are held ID card just because they were found talking to girls there. Like the Angkasa, he went there to his friend's house. Coincidentally there was his daughter. Space rebuked him and became acquainted. Pas wants to go home... Eeh... Requested ID and not returned. Angkasa can not force him, he also went home without a ID card" Mr. Jati explained at length.

"A week later, the person who held his ID came here, willing to give up ktp on the condition that he would marry his child. So don't let this happen to Buana,

pity your sister and we can be ashamed of the whole village, you understand what we mean?" Bu Sekar continued her husband's words.

"If that happens then maybe you're not a fool, why should you step over me?"

Flowers remain stubborn.

"So already the mother and father suggest, let you not be stepped by your sister, try to ask immediately in lamar sama Sakti. I'm sure he'll propose to you soon. Thus you remain the first in the lamar instead of Cempaka" Bu Sekar began to be a little annoyed apparently.

"Don't force me, once I don't want to!... I want him to take the initiative to propose to me not because asked by me!... You are Cempaka anyway!... Don't get big heads!... Don't be arrogant and proud to step over me. If you dare to accept her proposal, before I propose, don't call me sister again!... Rather than me being stepped on, I don't have your sister!!!

I better get out of this house!!! I'm sick of hearing you're about to be lammar si Buana!!" Shouted Flowers as she stepped her feet towards the exit, with a large suitcase in her hands.

"Flower... Don't do that, son!

Where are you going?... Don't leave us, son!" Bu Sekar ran after Bunga who was already at the exit gate.

Ms. Sekar held her hand Bunga while sitting down, begging her second child not to be determined.

"Let go of my hand ma'am!... Let's just say mom didn't have my child, let's just say mom never gave birth to me. I will have Cempaka who will soon be proposed by a police officer. So why is mom holding me?" Cempaka threw his mother's hand away until she fell to the floor.

"Flower!... What the fuck?" Jati sir snapped at him. He immediately raised his wife and sat her in a chair.

"Sister!" Shouted Cempaka. He was very angry with his brother's rude attitude.

"What's?... You guys don't like it?" Flowers are challenging.

He moved his feet to leave his parents' house.

"Flower!... Don't go, son!... " Mum Sekar yelled hysterically trying to hold back her son's departure.

But the flower did not move his heart. He continued walking with a mountain of emotions in his chest.