Short Stories Romance
Wrong Entry!
“Nav, when did you get married? Mama wants to carry a grandchild. Mama's friends already have grandchildren,” complained Mama this morning.
“Later, Ma. Nothing is suitable yet,” elakku.
“Yes already, Mama alone is looking. You're twenty-seven years old, you don't have a partner yet?” mama rada nge-gas replied.
Silent.
I still enjoy a cup of capuchino.
“Naveen! Denger Mama doesn't, anyway?” gritting Mama.
“Iya, danger.”
“Then?” mama asked more urgently.
“Success Mama ajalah!”
Not only this time Mama urged me to get married. The reason is only one, especially if you do not want to pet a grandchild?
“Naveen to the office,” I said while kissing Mama's cheek.
I drove away in a black Fortuner. The morning streets were quite jammed to make the heart quite riled up, my colleagues have been calling continuously because the meeting will begin soon.
After hard work, it can finally get out of the traffic jam is quite severe. Until I finally parked the car in the basic lobby.
“Good morning!” I said when I attended the meeting room.
No one answered, there was only a cynical look at me. Maybe because I came a little late.
The show began after I apologized for my delay in attending this morning's meeting.
After a discussion between employees during the meeting. Finally it is finished also by taking the best path for the progress of the company.
“Where are you, lu, Nav?” ask Indra, a co-worker at the office.
“Nyokap tell me mating mulu!” ketusku lazy.
“Haha ... great, dong! Let you have a business,” replied Indra.
“But I'm not ready. I'm not yet established.”
“When else, Nav? Your position in this office as CEO, many times you like the same. You are too picky!”
“Entah.”
I was twenty-seven this year. In age, it is very mature to build a household. The office in the office is quite capable. What else am I really looking for?
***
Evening has arrived. After the magrib prayer. Mama told me to get ready, because there will be guests coming to this house he said.
“Who?”
“Friends of Study Mama with her son,” replied Mama.
“Naveen matched?”
“Yes, don't protest!!”
Hufftts
I'm wasting a rough breath, “As far as Mama deh!”
Climb the stairs and enter the room to change clothes. Actually it's really good if you have to be betrothed, but how else? Mama has been able to pen timang grandson.
I wear long pants with a dark shirt top, very contrasting with my white skin so it looks fresh.
I sat on the edge of the bed and thought about my fate ahead. Was after marriage my world destroyed? In fact, said friends in the office, the wife always told her husband to stay at home. Is my life just going to the office and at home? Isn't that a shitty thing?
“Nav! Ayok down!” mama said softly while knocking on the door.
Chequek!
I opened the door and saw Mama's face.
“They have come,” Mama said.
“Iya, Mama first. Later Naveen followed, my real elak” did not feel ready to meet them.
“Ya already, Mama wait below, yes?” mama said and passed away.
I finally decided to meet my classmate Mama who was waiting for me in the living room. The plan, my mother and her friend wanted to match me with her daughter.
Bishimah ....
I stepped out of the room and down the stairs. There are mothers of Mama's age and a woman. The girl looked at me.
Astagfirullah p ‘Azim! I was shocked by the girl's appearance. He smiled with his barking teeth accompanied by flirtatious winking eyes.
Forgive me, O Allah, I do not mean to insult your creation. But I swear, he's not my criterion!
A steady heart, immediately become gamang because it saw the face of my future wife.
Finally I'll see him, “Night, Tan?” my broom.
The girl kept winking with a smile that I thought was creepy.
“Night ... This is Naveen, yes?” answer the friendly mother.
“I-iya, Tan. Where's mama going? How are you two?”
“Yet again to the kitchen,” replied the middle-aged woman.
“Ya already, Naveen excuse me first yes, Tan?”
I went to look for Mama in the kitchen. My mouth is itching to protest to Mama. It looks like Mama is putting cake in a dish.
“Iya, what's up?” he answered without looking at me. His hands and eyes were still focused on the cake he was arranging.
“What does Mama mean? Mama want to send Naveen to hell? Time yes women who will mate Naveen like that?”
“What happened to the girl?”
“Yang really only if looking for a soul mate, Mam. Time, Mama's son whose face is cute kek gini want to be betrothed to a woman with barking teeth? Where will Mama's grandson try?” I asked in the spirit of four and five, hoping that Mama would cancel my match with her.
Chequek!
The bathroom door is open.
“Udah done the cake, Tan?” says woman.
I'm turning.
It turns out that beautiful woman who hijab. She is the perfect woman in my eyes. Has a beautiful face, clean white skin, a sharp nose, pink lips and when smiling there is a dimple of his cheek.
“Already, Lun!” answer Mama.
“Yes already, Luna bring the cake to the front huh, Tan?”
Mama nodded and the girl passed away.
“Why you?” asked Mama who woke me from the daydream.
“Who just now, Mam?”
“Yes it, Luna. Your future wife. Did Mama choose him wrong for you?”
I'm shaking.
Oh my God, my mom loves me!
***
Time keeps passing. For a month we had time to get to know each other. It was just an SMS or a phone call. We never met again.
Finally, our wedding ceremony will take place at one of the hotels in Bandar Lampung.
It is time for ijab kabul. The atmosphere was tense for me when I was about to pledge the ijab in front of the penghulu. The heart is racing with sweat running down this back.
“Ananda Naveen Kenan Bin Devic Kenan. I marry and I marry you with Luna Mahardika Binti Daniel Mahardika with her mascarina in the form of a set of prayer tools and a set of gold jewelry, cash,” by the ruler.
“I accept marriage and marriage Luna Mahardika Binti Daniel Mahardika with her mascawin the above cash.”
LEGITIMATE!
Finally, the word lawfully came from witnesses and people who attended our marriage certificate at one of the mosques, in Bandar Lampung.
I put a wedding ring for Luna and vice versa and my hand kissed Luna, for the first time. Her happiness.
Until finally, we continued the wedding reception at one of the famous hotels in our city.
After the requisite contract with wisdom. Now it was our turn to have a pretty good reception. Many invited guests were present. Both from my family and my colleagues. The Luna family.
Evening has arrived. Really, this body feels empty when the event is over.
“You go home first,” Papa-in-law said.
“Good, Pa!”
Me, Luna and my mother-in-law darted into a house I had never visited. Until finally, we had arrived at a simple house but it looked comfortable.
I threw my weak body over the living room sofa.
“His rest is in the room, Bang!” take Luna.
“Yes, you go first. Later Abang followed,” answered me while closing my eyes.
“My room is on the left, yes?” luna gave the signal.
I'm nodding.
After a while, I finally decided to go to my room to catch up with my wife.
Apparently the room was dark, only visible light reflected from the lights outside the house.
Luna also seemed to have fallen asleep. To be honest, I've never seen her open a hijab. Apparently, Luna's hair was black and long.
I got into bed and hugged my wife from behind.
“Home home, Pah?”
My eyes were round hearing this woman's voice. I immediately turned on the room light.
Inalillahi! It turns out my mother-in-law.
“Aaaa!”
We were both screaming. Bummer.
I jumped out of bed.
Chequek!
The door to the room is open.
“Bang Naveen?” luna said with round eyes and passed away.
Die up!
I went wrong in the room.
