Pursuing the Love of the Mentari

7. Is That Sense Starting to Present?

Mentari Pov

Seeing the closeness of Adam and Mas Darto warmed my heart. Undoubtedly the love and affection of Mas Darto to Adam. Though Adam was not his flesh and blood, but Mas Darto was very fond of Adam.

Ah, I am also actually confused by my own feelings. Actually when viewed from any angle, Mas Darto was so sincere to me. Repeatedly got rejection from me but did not dampen his intention to keep asking me.

Honestly, the pain of the past always haunts me. Though often the people closest to me give a message and enter. Not all men are the same as Dimas.

"Mama, look. The weather is huge" said Adam disperse my daydream.

I smiled at Adam too. He really enjoyed this holiday. Seeing the happiness of Adam, something was pinching in me, how I had not been able to make Adam happy.

I know, in Adam's deepest heart, he must have missed the man with the title Dad. From the time he was a baby, he did not feel the affection of the father at all. The pain of the past should take away all of Adam's happiness.

I'm sorry Mama, I'm sorry if Mama has become a tyrannical parent to you. My inner.

"Don't daydream, later a new tambet tau tasa" said Mas Darto right in my ear.

"Astagfirullah, the demitnya nongol" I said half screaming because shocked by the voice of Mas Darto.

"Ish, Mas Mas gini's time is said to be demit anyway" replied Mas Darto while pursing his lips. Ah so sweet of him, astagfirullah basic brain.

"Iye, you're not a Demit To. But if the sundanese mah Ririwa said" not in thought, Radit even helped mempali my words.

"Eh, base less asem you Dit. Sono gih temenin bini lo. Don't be a ye mosquito among this cypress family"

"Emang Tari want to be the same?"

"Ish shucks" replied Mas Darto.

While Adam and I can only shake their heads to see the behavior of these two friends. They are like their little children.

"Eh I'm here to leave first yes, because Umi nelfon said she was at home. Ai already in the car, I'm here just ngabarin aja, afraid later you guys on nyariin"

"Well, there's Umi here. I'll go to Dit's house. Kangen is also the same Umi" I replied enthusiastically. Umi was the old man of Aisyah, a very gentle and motherly woman. Instead, I have considered Umi like my own Umi.

"Berez, yes, yes. Pamit ya, assalamualaikum " said Radit.

"Waalaikumsalam" answered me and Mas Darto in unison.

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After Radit said goodbye to go home first, we also continued this walk. Adam was very enthusiastic about going around the animals. Asking this and that to me and Mas Darto.

Actually I have class, kebuh this beast is quite spacious. But, Adam is like there is no fatigue. Fortunately, Mas Darto always answered all the questions posed by Adam. Just like Adam, Mas Darto also like not tired of surrounding this animal kebuh.

Smile never separated from their faces, if people do not know it is possible they consider Mas Darto a man who is very fond of his own son.

O Allah, is it time for me to open my heart to Mas Darto? If indeed Mas Darto is my soul mate, eliminate all prejudices from the past, and erode the pain that is so deeply embedded in the heart of the consequences of the past.

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After being satisfied to surround the animals, we also intend to go home. I saw Adam in the sling Mas Darto was already sleepy maybe because he was so tired.

"Sir, what do you want to eat first to go home?" tanya Mas Darto's.

"Em, just go home. Kasian Adam seems tired. Eat us at home, then let Bibik make it" I replied.

"Alright, even though Mas is not satisfied with Adam playing Dek, but Adam's cake is very tired"

"Yes, no papa. There's still another time"

Mas Darto just nodded.

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When we got home, Adam was asleep. How not tired, he was excited to surround the zoo so enthusiastically. To the point that almost all of our animal cages came.

Bik Ijah has prepared a meal for all of us. I called Father and Mas Darto to eat soon. The lunch menu is simple but it feels no doubt, let alone this made by Bik Ijah. It definitely tastes best.

"Where is your Papa To's restaurant?" ask Dad on the sidelines we eat.

"Alhamdulillah Om, it went well. I also want to open a new branch in the next town. I'm not sure yet" replied Mas Darto.

"Wah Good it, according to Om it is a promising prospect in the future. Especially there are many tourist attractions. Must be your restaurant's loud sell"

"Amin, insha allah Om. Prayers, later if the funds are enough I think again"

"Dong, Om pray for the best for you"

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After eating, I helped Bik Ijah clean up our food. While Father and Mas Darto chat in the yard.

There was a giggling sound from the direction of the page, I didn't understand what they were talking about to the point that they laughed like that.

"Geez, you guys are talking shit. Rame really a kid's cake" I said as I put a tray containing drinks and snacks.

"Here, Om again see your photos as a child deck. Funny, even someone else was crying until his snot came out. Ha ha ha" replied Mas Darto while showing a picture of me crying.

"Oh my God, I open my disgrace" I said.

"He he, yes biarin tock. Will see to your own future husband is not papa" replied father relaxed.

Uhuk!

Me and Mas Darto choked together, because when my father spoke like that, my position and Mas darto were drinking.

"Alhamdulillah, Om restuin if I propose a son Om?" tanya Mas Darto enthusiastically.

"Well, Om always agreed. But, still the decision is all in the hands of Dance" replied Dad.

Immediately Mas Darto turned his gaze towards me. I who got such a look became misbehaved myself.

"What?" I asked Mas Darto.

"Ish, gems! Ask me what, how. Want to be his wife?"

"Devil, ask to be the wife of the cake for candy" I replied.

"Oh, want a romantic story? Yo wes's. Mentari Wijaya his son Father Handoko Wijaya is the most cantanti throughout the universe, the sweet snacking sweet candy is the same gulali, the cute cake ceribel. Would you like to be his wife, this handsome mamas?" said Mas Darto

Really, I actually want to laugh at Mas Darto's words. Amused taste, cake-lebai how is it.

"Ish PD bin gombal" I said ketus, but in my heart I want to be broken.

"O Allah Om, your son. He said he wanted to be romantic. I was romantic even spelled gombal Om"

Hearing that, Dad laughed out loud. Mas Darto's behavior is sometimes always absurd bin nyeleneh. Well, sometimes I also think first, how can someone like this be a spy. He should have been a comedian.

"Wes welah, gini only. If you are really serious about dance. Bring your family here" I can finally stop laughing.

"Ready Om, let alone family. Bawain Monas also I can Om" replied Mas Darto jumawa. But I can only open my mouth.

"Yes, it's true Dad said. If I am serious with you. Come here tomorrow with your family. God willing, I'll answer how I feel about you"

"Alhamdulillah Deck, thank you very much. And so too, I am happy. I promise you, tomorrow I'll come here with Papa and the others. Wait for me tomorrow deck"

"Yes Mas"

"Then I go home. To tell the family. Um, I'm saying yes. I tipped my future wife, Om, if naughty sentil aja. Don't let him run around, Om. If it's stubborn, omelin aja"

"Astagfirullah, Mas ya" I said while glaring at Mas Darto.

He even grinned while Dad even woke up again to see the behavior of Mas Darto.

"Yes,iya. Just calm down. Take good care of him. Later Om sentil if Dance naughty"

Oh, God, why did you follow that anyway.

"Assynogaic"

"Waalaikumsalam" answered me and my father in unison.

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O Allah, may this decision I take be the best. I will try to organize my heart again for the man who later titled husband.

I just hope this is my last soul mate. Hopefully with this, I can throw away all the bitter and painful memories from the past.

Adam, wait a minute, son. Mama will grant your wish to have a full family.

Seriate....

Assalamualaikum.

How are you guys doing? May healthy always be. Does anyone read this story? Once again the author apologizes if the story Up really long.

Looks like this story will be up every weekend huh. Because now the author is preoccupied with the activities of school children.

Moreover, the author is appointed as a corlas in the author's child class and is included in the ranks of the school committee. So, the author has to divide the time.

So, the author dropped out for Up on weekends only when the child is off school. Let's get a lot of time.

Once again the author said thank you very much for who still deign to read this story ☺