THE BRIDE IS SWAPPED (THE TRAGEDY OF THE FIRST NIGHT)
Honesty, Joko
" I've mengikhlaskan everything, precisely with my destiny finally Hilmi can know at least three men in his life, there is Mas Aldi, Mr. Arjuna and also yourself mas", like a model while smiling again.
" In addition to his grandfather Pak Abdul, Mas is sure if Pak Abdul really loves Hilmi more than anything".
" yes".
" Assalamualaikum", Evan's patience after they reach his parents' house.
" Hilmy is Oom Irfan's house let's invite Mother in, we meet Oma and Opa", invite Irfan to Hilmi gently.
" Yes Oom".
" Waalaikumsalam", a middle-aged woman walked over to the greeting of the prince who had just come from the invitation.
" oh!, let's go in!", Dian's mother, Irfan's mother told the pearl to enter her house there was a thin smile but it looked very stiff.
" Thank you Ma'am", Mutia replied gently and politely.
" Please sit down first I call his father Irfan first" said Bu Dian as he walked away from them.
" let me just call you, Mother here" said Irfan.
" Oh don't let me just mother", Dian mom continued her way to the back of their house.
Meanwhile, Irfan invited Mutia and Hilmi to sit in the living room.
" What do you want to drink? cold or hot?", asked Irfan.
" What the heck mas like a special guest" replied Mutia with a faint smile, her heart is still Mother and dagdigdug has not calmed down because it has not spoken much to Irfan's parents.
" White water only Om packaging is also okay" replied the boy innocently.
" Well the hero wait here, yes", Irfan also went to get drinking water for Hilmi and Mutia.
Meanwhile, behind the house, Bu Dian was talking to her husband, Mr. Joko.
" Sir!, in front of you there is a prospective guest of your ghost! Irfan brought the widow home with his son", said Bu Dian looks unfriendly with a face that looks full of disappointment I will pour out his heart to the husband.
" that's sir in fact, the widow was brought home and her son was already big Pak son seems to have been five years, nasehatin Pak ngeyel the boy", Mom he seemed to grumble talking to her husband.
" yes we have just met, we tell the woman if we do not give Restu, he said, Father has sent Irfan with great difficulty even already diluted work widows if it can still be avoided before they marry yes try first is they to think back", veil Pak Joko as he walked towards the living room where Mutia was sitting waiting.
" We lha.. there was a guest of Assalamualaikum", who was Mr. Joko on Mutia's pleasantries.
Mutia stood up and then reached out her hand to greet her father Irfan as well as Hilmi the boy politely greeted the father of his Om Irfan.
" Waalaikumsalam sir", replied Mutia with a smile.
" This mother what is her name and whose sister is also who?", asked Pak Joko, who was sitting on the sofa next to Bu Dian while Irfan looked anxiously at the faces of his parents.
" i Mutiara Pak Temen work Mas Irfan and his close friend and this is my son named Hilmi", replied Mutia while bowed.
" oh co-worker, a close friend at work isn't it a special relationship? well, I'm sorry I mean, are you guys in a relationship like courtship so young people's language today?", although the question was a pleasant talk, Mr. Joko said it seriously because honestly he wanted the answer from Mutia.
" yes, sir, this Mutia is the woman who is the choice of my heart", said Irfan by looking at his parents.
" Oh so this is the female Mutia you told me about with your father and mother?", said Ms. Dian.
" Yes Ma'am".
" I'm sorry Mutia you want to know more about Mbak Mutia sorry because Irfan's statement just stated if this Mutia Mbak is my son's girlfriend so I want to know the clarity about Mbak Mutia", said Mr. Joko.
" Yes Sir, Mom, my name wants Tiara Andini I work at Mas Irfan's workplace, we happen to be one part, I just happen to be, I was orphaned I used to live with my grandmother but it has been a long time since she left me and finally I myself I come from the village of Pak, sir, My mother died when I was in Junior High and my father followed 1 year later, I just happened to be an only child so I have no family anymore, and more importantly, I am currently a widow with this one child, my son, Mr. Hilmi, is 5 years old, because of something, I am a divorcee sir", mutia said then bowed her hands shaking her legs were limp waiting for the reaction of both parents Irfan.
" I'm sorry Mutia if I have to say this, I'm happy to know Mutia, my son's coworker but this is it!, Ma'am!, one thing to understand is probably between my son Irfan and Mutia Ma'am, Irfan this is my only son I sent him with great difficulty Because I am only a farmer who aspires to be an SD teacher, My expectations are very high with this son of mine and I have long been amazed by Mutia but sorry for the relationship of the Two people if you want to continue to have to get the blessing of parents but it seems his mother Irfan is not happy with mbak Mutia, it's nothing but sorry once again is not me degrading the status of mbak Mutia, but his mother Irfan expects Irfan to get a woman who is still a girl", the words of Mr. Joko who was very frank like hitting Mutia's chest as well as Irfan who immediately jumped in shock even his breath was now up and down holding back emotions because of the words of his father.
" Paakkk", Irfan's voice choked his breath still up and down withstanding the turbulent emotions in his chest glimpsed by Mutia's face which looks a thin smile but is very visible forced.
" Thank you Sir for your honesty, I am aware of my status, and also I understand very well with the blessing of parents, well sir I understand with the opinion of Mother, I accept, I accept, Sorry if I have hurt my mother by being in a relationship with my son, Once again forgive me yes ma'am", sir", Mutia nodded her head and looked at both Irfan's parents her face hinting at guilt.
" Born, mother! Please please understand the feelings of Irfan and Mutia, what is wrong with the state of Mutia, I want it Mr. Bu, please bless us", Irfan spoke with both his parents even with a flushed face and a very very plea.
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