Reunion After

Banun Application

Pov: Banon

Today, I waited for the man to come to my house with his family. We prepared early in the morning to welcome them. Food, drink, the best clothes and a great welcome are already in my house. What the hell is going on?

Today I got engaged to my boyfriend, we've been in a relationship for two years. Rizal will come to propose to me as promised. I deliberately took a leave of absence today. Ms. Widya has no problem with that. In fact, he said, later the children where I work will come as among guests.

"Cie .., the spinster is going to be proposed today. Congratulations, yes!" said Zaki, my sister. She said I was a spinster.

I threw my doraemon pillow at him. He caught it quickly and threw it back at me. Then he sat down beside me.

"Mom, are you sure you're going to propose to your girlfriend?" askinya.

I took a cut and polished my fingernails. I answered with a nod to the boy's question. He told me, if it can still be rejected, it is better to be rejected. Wh why?

"Mbok ya seen from his face to, Ma'am. He doesn't love you." This kid seems to want me to beat up.

"Sokay know you!"

"Not knowing, Ma'am. I am also a man. Surely I can judge which sincere ones are pretending. Now I want to ask, is this him who wants to propose, or are you the one who is pressing?"

I didn't answer. I don't need his comment. The important thing is that mom and dad agree. To be honest, this proposal was indeed I urged him because I was 28 years old. Listen to my own nickname, what? Old virgin. I'm tired of being called that.

Rizal who originally reasoned a to z finally agreed to propose to me. I asked Zaki to get out of my room. I don't want him to ruin my mood. I hope Zaki's fears aren't true.

After maghrib, I'm done with makeup. Waiting for my prospective fiancee to arrive. Ah, I'm touched by my friends' maternity home. They've come, in the same uniform, probably bought by Widya's mom, I don't know.

I also saw my pregnant boss coming with his family. They gave me congratulations.

"Thank you, Mother. Pretty mom, I lost this pretty." I admit, Miss Widya is getting more beautiful after marrying Mr. Tompi.

"Ha-ha-ha, it could have been you, Nun. How's preparations? Smoothly?" tanyakanya. I'm nodding.

"He's safe, right?" ask Widya again.

"God willing, Mom."

We immediately stopped the conversation when the entourage of my future fiancee arrived. I was getting nervous from the room. There were a lot of people talking. The atmosphere became solemn when representatives from my family started the show.

The event begins with the opening, then the men are welcome to introduce themselves and their families. After that, replace my family who now introduce themselves. The event reached its core, I was called out to meet the family of the man who was about to propose to me.

I'm not stopping to smile. I saw that handsome man also throw his smile at me. The host invited Rizal to ask me right away.

"Oh, how do you talk, huh? Nun ...," he said.

"Come on Nun, to? Mbok ya who is friendly that's kind of. Minimal Deck." The host protested Rizal's call to me.

"Emm ..., Dek Banun, cie ..., tonight Mas Rizal came here, the same family wants to propose to you, you will not be my wife later?" said the man with a face that was already flushed from enduring the embarrassment. Cheers from his friends made the atmosphere even more broken.

Now it's my turn to say, "Excite, Mas. Adek wants to."

Applause and cheers are getting louder. We both put rings on each other's fingers. The event continued friendly and photos together. I saw the figure of Mas Gusti there. How do they know each other? Apparently, I just found out that the two men are still cousins. Mas Rizal asked him to take a picture with us. At first he refused, then I forced him and finally wanted to.

"Congratulations, yes." Mas Gusti saluted mas Rizal and me. We thank you and ask do'a to continue into the marriage stage.

My family and Rizal's family are still living and discussing the date of the wedding. There is someone who is asked to help find the right date. Yes, as is our custom, still using the weton calculation as a determinant of the wedding day.

After a long discussion, it was finally determined that the wedding would be held soon, one month was not even.

"Isn't it too fast, Yi? I'm afraid I'll guess there's nothing with them." My father tried to negotiate with the man who was looking for our wedding day.

"If not this date, it means waiting two more years. Because your son's calculations are good only on this date. Look at the other day, all sick, dead, hungry, you want your kids to have a hard time going home?" The person named Yi Jono explained to the family present.

"Yes already, sir. Tell you what, the important thing is marriage first. Legal as a husband and wife first, later for the reception it does not matter what date. While we prepare the funds first," said my future-in-law.

They finally agreed. From tomorrow I will be preoccupied with the affairs of the marriage administration. But it looks like it's gonna be exciting.

"Tomorrow you take care of yourself to KUA," said Mas Rizal before returning home.

"Lho, yeah together to, Mas." I protested with that request.

"It's working, Nun. Mbok ya understanding little, factory working hours where can be flexible to?"

I momentarily fell silent. Yes it is true, but what is wrong with one day's permission to take care of the file? I started to think about Zaki. Afraid that what my sister said was true.

I sighed and brushed off my ugly thoughts to her. I finally gave up and accepted his request.

The next day, before I left for work, I was first invited by my father to the house of Mbah modin to ask the administrative requirements to register at KUA. Mbah modin is ready to help, as long as the marriage license from the man is already there.

I tried to contact Rizal to ask him if he had asked for a marriage license? Apparently not. He asked me to handle that too. Athaghfirullah, patience. Yes, I gave up again and came to his house.

Fortunately, my future-in-law understood me. They helped me to get a marriage license. At work, I was overshadowed again with the words Zaki. Afraid that it will come true.

"Why is the manten candidate sad?" ask Bu Widya who has finished calling Mr. Tompi.

"Ah, no papa ma'am. Just think of something," I replied.

"Something what? Try Mom's story."

I was being frank with Widya's mom. Saying my problem, and it turns out this makes me a little relieved.

"In case of mother's advice, mending you pull out your wedding plans. Hearing your story, I follow negative thoughts as your candidate. No matter how busy you are, in fact he told Mom, right? Different from his father Gandi first, Nun. Mumpung, not yet bound, know more in who your candidate is. They will not show their bad character in front of us. His family won't tell us either."

I was stunned by Widya's words. Do I need to ask you to postpone this marriage? But age? It will increase. I was originally the spirit of taking care of this, now I let it. It's been almost a week and you've been rebuking me.

After work, I looked up a lot in the room. I thought back to Widya's advice some time ago. After a long silence, I arranged to meet my father.

"Sir, the wedding plans are being pushed back."

My mother and father were shocked to hear my request. They asked me why I asked for the marriage to be postponed.

"Banun wants to know more about the figure of Rizal mas. Before later Banun was really sorry."

I turned around and left those who were still shocked. I told Rizal about my wish, he obeyed. Weird right? If he really loved me, he would be shaken. I doubt his love.