Son-in-law for Mom

Boy's wife candidate

You can break the vase, but the fragrance of the flowers will stay to give memories

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Mbok Mirah was stunned as Alva flocked him with many questions. He knew very well the second son of Pak Yuda was stubborn and spoiled. But at this moment he felt that the man had become more selfish than before.

"Mbok, why even dumbass? The question has not been answered" he protested.

The woman in red shook her head softly and said, "go to the village. They left this afternoon. Why don't you tell Mas Alva I don't know"

Alva snorted inadmissively.

"They? Who are they, Mbok?"

"Mas Tyo was the one who sent Nak Safira," explained the household assistant. The man rubbed his face rough. With a little running he walked up the stairs to the room. Grumbling, he slammed the door. Alva dropped himself into the bed, "shit! Why should Kak Tyo deliver? Waitaminute! When's he coming back?" mumbling again.

With a smile he opened the door. His parents had just arrived home.

"Sore, Mom, Dad." He covers both.

"Are you healthy?" ask the mother. The man rubbed his nape then nodded. Santi was sitting on the sofa while her husband went to the room.

"Mom, where's Kak Tyo?" ask him pleasantries.

"She drove Safira, oh yes the girl is no longer back. He decided to stay there, you know what?" The woman took off her glasses and sipped the warm tea that Mbok Mirah had just served. Hearing the mother's words, Alva was stunned.

"Not coming back? I mean mother .. she,"

"Yes, he will stay there," explained Miss Santi.

It felt like something was missing in his heart hearing that explanation. I don't know, he himself wasn't sure about his feelings. Because he himself did not know since when the taste began to appear.

The pleasure of looking at Safira's face, the happiness of being close to her even though she often makes the girl sad. Bu Santi glanced at the son, he was slightly astonished by Alva's expression.

"You why? Still not feeling well?"

The man shook his head smiling flatly.

"Mom actually kind of objected to thwarting your wedding plans back then. But after I weigh-in, rather than later you are unhappy, why? Although I'm sure Safira's a good girl." Alva took a deep breath listening to her mother's words.

Again there is a part of his heart that hurts to hear that. Especially when Ms. Santi said something that almost made her heart loose. The mother plans to marry Safira to Prasetyo!

"Sir Tyo ..eum with Safira?" He repeated his mother's words.

"Yes. Maybe some people think mothers are weird, but mothers just want their children to get the best, including a soul mate, that's all." Suddenly his throat was dry. Many times he gulped water in front of him, but could not relieve his anxiety.

"Mom, Alva to the room first," her maid shuffled from sitting down. He stepped lethargic on the stairs that led him to his room.

"Shit! Why are you a problem for me!" He clenched his fist against the wall so hard that the back of his hand was injured.

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The singing of the night beast that he longed for again could be enjoyed by Sapphira. That night he sat in the front porch with Tyo and a married couple who guarded the house. The smoke from the still steaming jasmine tea is racing with the boiled yam that Mr. Sholeh's wife has just brought from the kitchen.

"You should love the atmosphere of this place, Safira. This place is so comfortable!"

"Yes, Mas. Relax, we can think loosely without any burden," he smiled back.

"Mas Tyo definitely doesn't know the river behind that hill, good, Mas!" Mr. Sholeh promotion. The man with the nose looked interested. He asked me everything about the village.

"Your knowledge of this village is still inferior to Mr. Sholeh," later teased Safira.

They all laughed, Miss Sholeh let them enjoy the dinner. The night is crawling, tired face is depicted on the look of Safira.

"You rest first. Tomorrow and tomorrow again, guarantee you can continue to enjoy this place." Tyo looked at the girl.

"Mad tomorrow so go home?"

"Why? Want to come back?" goda.

Safira shook her head then laughed a little.

Tyo shook his head, saying he would stay a few more days in that place.

"Really, Mas?"

"Yes, why? Can't you?"

Quickly he shook his head, Sapphira's eyes sparkled for a moment.

"I'm happy if Mas Tyo can stay here for a long time. There's a lot of new things that Mas can know" he smiled.

"Okay, now rest! Tomorrow show me your favorite place."

Safira then enters leaving Tyo and Pak Sholeh who are still chatting on the veranda.

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Alva's day was not clear. He didn't come down for dinner this morning either. Shaking on his phone made him wipe his eyes that still felt sticky due to not sleeping all night.

The call from Luna did not make him move, did not intend to answer, he pressed the red button and then activated airplane mode. He soon buried his body under the blanket. Just as he was about to close his eyes, a knock on the door sounded.

"Mas Alva, there's a guest," Mbok Mirah called as he continued to knock.

"Who, Mbok?"

"Mr Luna!"

Alva let out a rough breath, hurriedly she put on a t shirt combing her hair and then opened the door.

"Mom's gone?" tanyakanya.

"Already, Mas. Oh yes, Madam Luna is downstairs."

The man took a deep breath, then stepped down.

"Gapain come here?" tanyanya. Luna slammed into the man's embrace. Alva tried to let go.

"What are you doing, Al? Do I want to know about you too? I didn't pick up the phone, sent an unrequited message. What the hell are you?" he did not accept the man's attitude.

Alva shut up, he handed his gadget to the girl he was dating.

Luna's eyes were round and seemed to be in disbelief at what she saw. Suddenly the girl froze in place. The five-minute video was enough to make him no longer evasive.

"Al, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ...."

Roughly he brushed off Luna's hand as the girl tried to grab her arm. Despite the expulsion, he was reluctant to leave. With compassion he asked the man to forgive. Alva got the video from a friend who used to hang out at the club together.

Alva flinching, Luna's struggle with someone she doesn't know who it is makes her realize that the girl in front of her is not a woman worth defending.

"Oh, we're done! You go now!"

"Alva, I really don't know it all! We can talk good, right?" Luna begged. However, Alva did not change, he did not react.

"Luna! Sorry, you can go now! Once again we're done!" He left the girl to the room.

"Aarrgh, shit!" he slammed the door.  He sat in bed with a face full of anger.

The cell phone reads, there's a message. Tyo the older brother shared pictures of himself enjoying the morning in Safira village. From some photos, they both seem very close. It made her who was filled with anger even more burned.

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Sapphira's departure from home has really made Alva feel lost. Even so his ego was too strong to admit that sense. Moreover, the brother often tells stories and blatantly says fall in love with the girl. Alva felt that his parents had punished his actions by releasing Safira. Now he was faced with the fact that his brother had actually declared ready to marry Sapphira.

"Loe's in love with her?" Deva looked seriously at the disheveled face of the man in front of her. With a sigh Alva nodded.

"Loe can say I'm stupid! But I think I've fallen in love with him" he said, ruffling his hair.

"But ...." It hangs sentences.

"But what?"

"Plate, Dev! The engagement has been cancelled. And Brother Tyo loves him too."

"Come, Al. Can you tell Ortu loe?"

"Say what?"

"Say that elo loves him!" Alva smiled wryly then shook her head. The man gulped down a glass of water in front of him.

"No, Dev! That's not me! After all, Brother Tyo will marry her soon."

"Waith! So ...."

"Yes, maybe next month or sometime. I'm reluctant to ask," he said still with a tangled face.

"But what Safira? She doesn't love her sister?"

Alva shook her head saying that she could never see the girl again. Deva suggests that Alva meet Safira in the village.

"Don't know, Dev! I'm confused!"

Hearing that Deva shrugged then nodded in understanding. He knew Alva had a tough attitude, and he no longer gave any advice.

"Okay, hand over loe deh! It is clear that Elo really loves him. Chase it! Before you get married, you can!"

"Even though it has to compete with sodara himself?" alva Timpal.

"Yes!"

The man ruffled his hair again.

"Gue pull it off, Dev!"

"Where's loe?"

Alva didn't answer Deva's question. He just drove off in his car. Along the way the shadow Sapphira was present filled his head. While Deva's speech back ringed.

"Okay, this time I'm after!" then he pulled the car over. His hand grabbed the smartphone on the dashboard. Touching the green button calls someone.

"Safira, I'm going to the village now!"

Without waiting for an answer from the other side, he immediately hung up and turned back the car towards the village where the girl who had stolen his heart was staying. The long journey is not felt. His mind now was just how he could tell the girl about her feelings.

"Sorry, Brother Tyo. I think we should compete healthy, we'll see who the lucky guy is" he murmured with a smile.

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Safira was with the village children. They gathered in front of the house to practice painting. The girl let her hair dance in the wind.

Sometimes he laughs and hears their words. Without realizing it, Alva enjoyed the girl's laughter from inside the car. He deliberately did not come out so that he could long pay attention to Sapphira.

Thirty minutes later, the children came home one by one. Safira takes care of the equipment to put back into the house.

"Safira!"

"Mas Alva?"

Alva smiled, suddenly he seemed to lose the courage he had gathered earlier. For a moment they looked at each other.

"Look, Mas. Mas Tyo just called."

Hearing the name of the brother called he looks riled up. However, for the sake of a despair, he tried to endure it. The man sat on the porch.

"Wait a minute, Mas. I'm gonna make you a drink."

"Repid, Safira. Wait!"

"Yes, Mas?"

"Can I stay here with you?"

The girl frowned in wonder.

"Eum .. I mean, I want to stay here, okay?"

Still with a face full of questions, Safira nodded saying, "this is Mas Alva's house. Of course Mas is free to stay here whenever Mas Al wants."

Alva smiled with relief. In his head danced many plans so that he could get the girl's heart.