The Charm of Mas Jaka

Prospective Mother-in-law

After getting an answer from her parents and it turned out that it was not as expected, Ms. Rosmah decided to return first to the princess boarding house.

Ms. Rosmah wanted to talk about this with her daughter before the graceful woman went home and met her husband.

Bakda praying dhuhur, Bu Rosmah just say goodbye to her parents because Dara just finished his lecture hours.

Just when Ms. Rosmah entered the gate of Dara's boarding houses, Dara's motorbike entered the spacious boarding yard from the opposite direction.

"Mom, how come you're back here again?" dara asked after opening the helmet.

Dara immediately approached the mother and then greeted the woman who had given birth to herself with reverence.

"Yes, Nduk. There's something we need to talk about before mom gets home" Ms. Rosmah replied, walking after the princess entered Dara's room after the hijab girl had unlocked the door.

"It seems so serious, that I'm willing to meet Dara again?" dara asked frowning, while keeping her bags and books on the study table.

Ms. Rosmah sat herself in the foam chair in the corner of the room. "Yes, Nduk. This is serious" Miss Rosmah replied.

"Have you prayed dhuhur yet? If not, you should pray first, Nduk," said Bu Rosmah, staring at the princess who was releasing the hijab.

"Already, Mom. Earlier before the last lecture hour, Dara prayed first at the campus mosque," replied Dara who then sat down beside the mother while carrying two white water in a large glass.

Dara immediately drank the water that looks fresh up to half. "Thank God" said Dara gratefully.

"Drink first, Mom. I must be thirsty for walking from the end of the alley."

Miss Rosmah nodded in confirming. Dara's mother then drank the water that Dara had provided, even Ms. Rosmah drank it to the toilet.

"What's up, Mom?" asked Dara a moment later.

"I'm sorry, Nduk. Mother did not manage to ask for help equally eye-to-eye," replied Miss Rosmah sadly.

Ms. Rosma then told her chat with the papa, her brother Dara's eyes.

Dara looked serious listening to the words of the mother. The girl took a long breath.

"Yes, Mom. Don't think too much, later you can get sick," replied Dara who sounded resigned. The girl rubbed the back of the mother's hand with care and affection.

"Lantas, what about your fate, Nduk?" Miss Rosmah looks very worried. "Mommy really is not happy if you marry that Bambang, Dara," said Bu Rosma, staring at her daughter.

"Mother also does not want to receive assistance, if you finally fall into the arms of the grandson of Mr. Utomo whose family is the marriageant," said Ms. Rosma who seemed to be confused about the fate of the princess.

"Mother pray will be the best for Dara, hopefully soon there will be a way out for all these problems" Pinta Dara said as she clasped her hands.

Miss Rosmah nodded for sure. "Sure, Nduk. I always pray for your happiness, Dara," Miss Rosmah replied with a gentle look.

A moment of silence greeted Dara's room.

"Mom, if Mas Jaka is going to propose to Dara, do you want to give his blessing, Mom?" dara asked, unraveling the silence.

Miss Rosmah looked at the princess deeply. "Will Jaka come home on vacation?" asked Ms. Rosmah who now her net began to shine, like there was a little light from the problem that the princess was currently facing.

Dara nodded. "Yes, Mom. Yesterday, Dara called Mas Jaka and said that Dara wanted to be betrothed to Mas Bambang. Mas Jaka said he would come home soon to propose to Dara before the wedding took place" said Dara.

"Hopefully your father will change his mind, Nduk," said Ms. Rosmah who tucked her do'a there.

Dara's smile immediately burst, as soon as she saw a photo of the person who called her. "Your longevity, Mas," said Dara.

Ms. Rosma squinted her net. "Who, Nduk? How do you look so happy?" ask the curious Miss Rosmah.

"Mas Jaka, Ma'am," replied Dara as she sat down next to her mother.

Dara immediately shifted the green phone image to receive a call from Jaka.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Neng Dara Beautiful," said Jaka greeting, as soon as the phone received Dara.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Mas. Is Mas Jaka not busy anymore, how can you call Dara?" cecar Dara, after answering the greetings from Jaka.

"Just came home from study, Cah Ayu. And in a moment, I want to go to work," replied Jaka. "If for Neng Dara, there is no term busy mas. Mas will always have time for the angel mas," added Jaka who sounded sweet.

Dara smiled blushed in embarrassment, glancing at the mother. Ms. Rosmah threw her gaze out the window, pretending not to hear.

"What, Neng Dara is busy? Means call from this mas, bother you, dong?" ask Jaka worried.

"No, my mom. Dara also just returned from campus," Dara quickly replied. "This is Dara again chatting with Mother," continued Dara while looking at the mother, who had a smile since she knew that the one who contacted the princess was Jaka.

"Oh, there's Mom, tho. Yes, that's it, Neng. Close it first, yes. Sorry, I have interrupted your conversation with Mom," said Jaka.

"Eh, don't bother, Mom. Coincidentally, we were talking about Mas Jaka's plan again" explained Dara.

"Plan, mom? Which plan, Neng?" ask Jaka.

"Breakin' vacation plans later, Mas. He said, Mas Jaka wants to propose to Dara on vacation later? So no, anyway?" Dara pretends to sulk.

"Oh, yes, Neng. God willing, Neng. Mas was also impatient, waiting for the holidays to arrive, Neng," said Jaka who sounded serious.

"Beautiful Gang, Don't you mind, Neng?" jaka asked then, who was a little worried.

Dara shook her head, as if the two of them were talking face to face. "Mother blesses our relationship, Mas," replied Dara clearly, which made Jaka's heart very relieved.

"Alhamdulilbornobbil'aalamiin," said thankfully Jaka heard the encouraging news.

"Neng, say thank you to the prospective Mother-in-law mas who is beautiful, kind and not arrogant, yes," pinta Jaka while chuckling softly.

Dara laughed without making a sound while looking at her mother.

Ms. Rosma who had been listening since the speaker load mode by Dara, smiled broadly.

"Mother is also thanking you, Nak Jaka. Because you really love Dara and want to fight for the mother's daughter," said Bu Rosma who made Jaka feel embarrassed because it turns out that the conversation was full of seduction earlier, heard by Miss Rosmah.

"Eh, Mommy. Sorry," said Jaka with condolence.

"Where are you waiting, Mom, same Dara?" asked Dara who was still holding back laughter.

"Duh, Neng Dara. You're just embarrassing me."

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