Seruni Rose

Wiraka Subagio

I don't know how many times.

Wiraka's cell phone keeps vibrating non-stop.

Bored and reluctant to respond, being enthroned beautifully in me.

Because, bored always struck when Wiraka's parents often told him to go home sooner.

"Don't forget tonight, Raka. If you don't want to come, I'm forced to cross your name off the KK list and remove the title of child in you." The shrill mother's voice can be heard by Wiraka. Once again, Wiraka exhaled his breath violently.

"Injeh, Mom. Raka try to come". Wiraka replied, not wanting to hear her mother anymore.

"Yes already. Mom wait. Don't be on purpose to be late." Tukas his mother across there.

"Excite." Answer Wiraka.

The phone connection was cut off instantly.

Back to contemplating, should Wiraka attend the event later tonight? The man is in a state of confusion.

~~

The day began to look late afternoon. Seruni no longer knew how to make her father and mother change the way they looked at her.

In front of them, Seruni was nothing more than a troublesome enough treasure.

If you may ask, why they keep the pestle like seruni, until I stepped on the number twenty years.

Seruni entered the house without greeting anyone.

Want it to feel he flushed his body and brain that feels hot when you remember the matchmaking that you designed 'Say' for the future of Seruni.

What kind of future? The future to destroy the feelings of the child?

Seruni no longer knew what words he deserved to attach to his parents.

After bathing, Seruni held my prayer rites to fulfill the call of God, in order to fulfill the obligation as Muslims. Seruni prostrated himself and complained to God, hoping that in this way, he could receive guidance and peace.

The door on tap slowly four times when Seruni just finished reading dzikir after praying. A feeling of peace and calm certainly infiltrated his heart.

Not yet had he opened his face and folded it, the figure of a mother appeared from the door with a sad face. Either Seruni is blind or how, obviously, for the mother seruni just like the father who likes to put a mask of falsehood.

Oh no, not just mom. Apparently, Amel is also following mom.

"Seruni. I'm gonna talk to you". Say mother.

"By the way, ma'am. Runi is also still horrified." replied Seruni while folding his face.

Seruni heard that she was breathing violently. Seruni really loves this family. Sometimes, he himself envied seeing friends who were having a warm relationship with his family, while Seruni, he was always the last priority for his family.

"Can you really accept Subagio's son as your husband?" Ask mother.

"Subagio?" Seruni lips parroted when the very ndeso name slid from the lips of old mothers who looked faint wrinkles.

"Yes. Your future husband's name is Subagio." Answer mother.

It was like lightning striking the seruni heart. Mother lightly said that Seruni was the future wife of a man named Subagio.

Curious, what does it look like and look like? How old is he too?

Is Subagio a bald-headed man and his belly distended?

Is his body as thick as round tofu?

Gosh darn.

It feels like Seruni just wants to drown.

"I don't know for sure what I can't do. Obviously, I can't give you any response right now."

Seruni heard Amel giggle in amusement when she saw him.

"Udah ah, just accept it. The guy is young. Not the one you're looking at right now. The point is, you're gonna live a good life with a rich guy like Subagio."

Amel's smile implied coercion. Seruni did not know why he thought that Seruni should marry first. While he, still reluctant to live a commitment with men.

"We'll see anther. Later, after the Subagio family comes, I have an appointment with the minister, Mom, at 8." Seruni Reggkap.

"As far as you go, as long as you accept nak Subagio's proposal." Tell the mother who irritated Seruni.

But, it is impossible if Seruni ran out of the house to escape just because he avoided this absurd matchmaking event?

"Yes. Seruni accepted it, whatever the form of soul mate Runi. Are Amel's mother and sister satisfied? If you were here, you would be satisfied." Seruni replied.

Seruni stared fixedly at her sister and mother with teary eyes. Once he blinked his eyes, he might have fallen.

Ibu Seruni and Amel looked at each other. It seemed, they also felt bad about this. But yes it is. Seruni still doesn't care.

My mother forced him.

"Yes, mommy comes down first. In a minute, I'm gonna cook for dinner." Reveal mother.

Mother left, followed by Amel behind her until the door of her room closed slowly.

Seruni cried as soon as they left her room.

~~

There was a rowdy sound when Seruni just finished performing the Isya prayer. He could guess, surely the Subagio family had come. What else seruni heard, the sound of the father's laughter was heard up to the room.

The door on tap slowly, but immediately opened without Seruni telling him to come in.

A very beautiful figure of Amel was standing in the doorway.

"You were told to go down with father and mother, Runi. And pretty dandan. Don't be shy with mom." Her speech.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer the runj flat.

Amel closed the door slowly. Seruni immediately moved and immediately folded the face that he had just used. Towards the mirror, Seruni polished his face slightly to make the look in his eyes immediately camouflaged.

Although the father and mother often do not care about his feelings, but Seruni enough to care about the family name so as not to look bad because of having a child that is quite ugly like him.

After putting on makeup, Amel opened the door again.

"Runi, are you done yet?

Father same mother with Subagio family has been waiting, already let's cepet. You are beautiful." He said with a smile.

Seruni just kept quiet. Until Amel's hand blocked his wrist, Seruni could only resign and obey.

The atmosphere is different when the door is open. When Seruni's steps arrived in the living room, he lowered his head because he did not dare to show his face in front of the Subagio family.

"Runi, introduce. This is subagio, your future husband." Reveal father.

Sontak Seruni raised his face. He looked at them all one by one. A pair of middle-aged women and men stared at him with glaring looks, then a fairly familiar young man in his eyes.

Mr. Wiraka.

Yes, Mr. Raka.

There's no other figure there.

What then? Where is the figure who is said to be named Subagio, the future husband of Seruni? Seruni spread his gaze across the entire room.

But nil. There's no one else.

"Let's get acquainted first." Amel suddenly nudged Seruni's arm.

"Sir Raka why is it here?" Seruni could not hold back any longer than her curiosity.

"You yourself? You're the youngest son of Herman?" Ask Wiraka to Seruni.

"Yes, I'm father's youngest son".

Saying cengoh.

Raka looked stiff. His saliva was swallowed with great difficulty.

"Mr, mother. Who wants to be paired with which Runi? He said Subagio has come? Where's the guy?"

"The one in front of you is called Subagio. His name is Wiraka Subagio, Mawar Seruni".

Seruni gaping for seconds. Did not expect that the prospective husband whose name is quite ndeso, is my lecturer.

Wiraka Subagio's. The lecturer killer.

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