Taint

Reunite

Five days have passed since I received Brother Darren's proposal. During that time we only connect via mobile, and only today we plan to meet. Darren's brother is going to visit my house with his parents. However, they were not only the three of them, but also invited his close relatives. Together with my family, they will discuss the wedding day that he said will take place in the near future. Darren and I did not comment much, we resigned to the decision of the parents. Rather than inflicting slander, it might be better if it is being hastened.

Ever since the sun had just peeked at the eastern horizon, Mom and I Fatimah had already arrived at Mom's house. Not only us, Miss Diana and Mbak Laras also exist. We help you prepare a banquet for tonight's event. I am so grateful, Mas Denis and Mas Bayu supported my decision. After a long time our relationship deteriorated, it is now completely improved, although not as perfect as ever.

A loud conversation was heard in the kitchen. Mom and Miss Fatimah cook while joking together. Sometimes they remember the bleak times that have happened in the past. As for me, I sat in the middle room. I made brownie dough while watching Dara play doll on the carpet.

From that moment on, my heart did not stop beating. The mind is worried and anxious. Various kinds of bad shadows come and go haunting thoughts and feelings. For the first time I met my mother and father-in-law. How about their response?

Although said Kak Darren and said Miss Fatimah they liked me very much, but honestly I was very afraid. With my circumstances and status like this, I was worried that they were looking at me with one eye.

"Oh my God, may everything go well" I whispered. I don't know how many times I prayed a similar prayer.

Too deep in the wound hole I've been in, that's why I'm afraid of falling back.

"Kirana, what's wrong?" ask Diana. I don't know since when he came, suddenly he was sitting next to me holding Dara.

"Eh, Miss Diana, mmm I .. I'm okay," I replied, nervous.

"You're in the room daydreaming, spread a smile dong should." Ma'am Diana teased while laughing crisply.

"I'm not daydreaming, Ma'am, I'm just__"

"Hmmm yeah? That's the dough until it spills you're not aware of, Ra," Diana said.

I flinched and immediately looked at the batter that was indeed scattered from the container. I snorted annoyed at not being able to dodge. Inevitably have to admit if I just daydreamed.

"Well, what am I still not?" mother of Diana.

"Not intentionally, Mother." I said while cleaning the dough.

"You got married, Ra. There must be a lot of thoughts. Whether it's about the in-laws, about the future husband, or also about the economy. But you don't have to doubt. Please, marriage is good. No matter what the problem, both will be faced, and it feels lighter. If marriage has a place to vent, complain, share likes and sorrows. Especially if that husband loves you so much, your days must be happy, Ra. Believe me," Diana said at length.

"Yes, ma'am, thank you so much for your advice" I replied.

"He's your future, love him. No matter how good the past, it's just a memory. Don't be shackled by the time that has passed." Ma'am Diana patted me on the shoulder slowly.

"Yes, Mother. Actually ... That's not what I think. I'm just worried, I'm like this, I'm afraid my in-laws are less accepting." I gave an answer while taking a long breath.

"His daughter has chosen you, of course her parents are not much different. Believe me," said Miss Diana, whom I responded with a nod and a smile.

"Yes, sleepin Dara gih, I think she's sleepy. Let me just do this," said Diana.

"Yes, Mommy." Kuraih Dara's body and I brought it in a sling. Many times he yawned, at this time he had already entered his sleeping hours.

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[We came six. There's Om, Auntie, same Adek too. They want to meet my future wife]

A message from Brother Darren that I received after dusk. Suddenly my heart was anxious again, it felt not ready to meet the prospective in-laws. Moreover, this is with the other relatives, my confidence is completely depleted. The robe I was about to wear, was still dangling on the edge of the bed. Darren's message was also left without reply. This restlessness and uneasiness really made me uncomfortable.

For a long time I was in front of the mirror. No moving, no applying makeup. I was so absorbed in daydreaming that I didn't realize the door was opened from the outside.

"Kirana, what's wrong?" ask Ms. Fatimah. He approached me while carrying Dara in his arms. He invited Dara so I could get ready.

"Bune ... Mother," I said with a stammer.

"She hasn't changed, why?" ask Mother with a frowning.

"Mmm anu, Mommy, I___"

"No, Mother, it's not like that" I replied quickly. "I'm .. I'm afraid to meet his parents Darren. I'm afraid they don't like me, Mother." I looked down and stared at the lap with sadness.

Ms. Fatimah let out a long sigh, "have repeatedly said, they like you a lot. They don't care about your status, whether it's past status or current status. Believe in Mother, they love you, son."

"Yes, Mother, but .. it feels so restless" I replied.

"Already, don't think too much. Now get ready quickly, let Dara same Mother again. They are now on the way, do not daydream again, later to welcome. If later their attitude is not in accordance with Mother's words, please you get angry and berate Mother, Mother willingly," said Ms. Fatimah, reassuring myself.

"Yes, Mother. I believe in Mother." I move while smiling.

Soon, Fatimah stepped out, and I began to get ready. I wore a bright green robe with lace ornaments and white beads. I covered my head with a matching color veil and did not forget to fill it with an apple-shaped brooch. Scroll a glance at the watch that was coiled in the arm, apparently I had already spent almost an hour.

I was just about to step foot, suddenly my phone shook. There was one message from Darren.

[I've arrived in front of the house, where are you?]

I swerved wide, that's how fast they came?

Instead of walking to the door, I ran to the window. I opened the curtain and looked out. There were two black cars slowly stopping in the courtyard. My heart began to beat fast, in a few seconds I met with the prospective in-laws.

"Kira! Kirana!" Sister Diana's scream echoed from outside the room.

"Yes, Mommy." I answered while walking out of the room.

With Sister Diana, I stepped into the living room. Welcoming a great guest who will soon become a family. Fatimah and I have gathered there. While Mas Bayu and Mas Denis, they are still in the middle room.

The pace of the steps begins to be caught in hearing, along with the increasingly unreasonable heartbeat.

Shortly after, the middle-aged woman and man came to say their greetings. They smiled with eyes fixed on me. They are my future in-laws.

After thrusting the fruit parcel to Madam Diana, Kak Darren's mother approached me with an ever-expanding smile.

"My beautiful man." He said while hugging me tightly.

Oh my God, my heart feels relieved, got a good reception in Kak Darren's family. Without embarrassment, I hugged her tightly, then I felt her elus warm on the back.

"I pinter'kan, Ma, choose a future wife," said Kak Darren who is currently standing near Mother.

"Here, what a pinter. Wong you're a coward. If there's no aunt, you won't be able to get her." Mother Kak Darren let go of his embrace, he sneered Kak Darren with a distinctive Javanese accent.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

Two more people entered the living room. Maybe they're Om and the Tantenya Darren. Judging from his face, the man was very similar to his father Kak Darren. Without even asking, one could guess if they were brothers.

We greeted each other and talked for a while, and they were also friendly. They brought a hand that was not sure what it contained. Ma'am Diana and Mbak Laras who received the invitation and kept it inside.

"Kirana, how are you?"

I flinched and looked at it for a moment. My smile instantly faded as I stared at her figure. A tall man with slightly shaggy hair. A man I know very well. The man who was present I will never forget.

"You," I growled with a stifled tone.

"Don't tell my cousin Darren it's him" I told him in my heart.

Seriate...