The Charm of Mas Jaka

Bambang Candidate Your Husband, Dara!

"Mas, Da-dara wants to be betrothed to Mas Bambang," said Dara with stammering and very shrewd, but for Jaka, it sounded like a thunderous voice that grabbed and was able to destroy the foundation of love that Jaka had built for Dara.

Jaka was silent, and so was Dara. No one starts to talk until a while.

"Mas, is Mas Jaka still there?" dara asked in a choked voice, she almost cried for fear that Jaka would get angry at her.

"Yes, I'm still listening to you, Neng," Jaka replied.

"Mas Jaka is angry, same Dara?" dara asked with concern.

"Why should I be angry with you, Neng? Indeed, Neng Dara accepted the match?" ask Jaka.

Dara shakes.

Sepi, say hello again. Jaka is still waiting for Dara's answer, while Dara waits for Jaka's response to his answer.

"Neng, why shut up? Did Neng Dara accept the match?" rejoice Jaka asked.

"They're going to answer, Mas" protested Dara.

"When?" chase Jaka.

"So, as soon as Mas Jaka finished asking, Dara immediately shook her head," replied Dara who had not realized, that the two of them just called and could not see each other.

Jaka again laughed crisply, a laugh that showed happiness hearing Dara say that Dara had shaken, Jaka's laughter made Dara frown.

"Kok, Mas Jaka even laughed, anyway!" back Dara protest.

"Neng, I can't see you. So how do you know you've answered if you just shake your head," explained Jaka, who made Dara then laugh.

"Oh .. yes, yes," replied Dara while covering her mouth with her left hand, Dara's habit if laughing widely. In fact, Dara's laughter is very adorable because if Dara laughs, her teeth are clearly visible.

For a moment, they both laughed happily and forgot about the problem.

"Mas, how?" dara asked then, after the laughter of the two stopped.

"So, father and Mr. Carik have agreed to marry Dara and Mas Bambang in the harvest season" Dara explained.

"Harvest season? Is that about two months away? Is it your semester break, Neng?" tanya Jaka made sure.

"Yes. Right, Mas," replied Dara in a resigned tone.

"Neng, do you want to live a simple life with me?" tanya convinces herself once again, that Dara really loves her.

"They want, Mas," replied Dara enthusiastically. "Take Dara away, Mas. Anywhere, the important thing is that we can be together. It doesn't matter, if we have to elope, Mas!" pinta Dara is emotional.

Jaka sighed softly. "Neng, eloping is not a good solution for a relationship that is not sanctioned by parents," Jaka refused subtly.

"But, Mas ..." Dara's words hang in the air.

"Mas, will fight for you, Neng, of course in the right way" Jaka said quickly, trying to convince the girl he loved.

"In two months, mas will go home and propose to you, Neng," said Jaka earnestly.

"Mas here is while working but new mas savings a little, Neng. So, mas will only carry makeshift goods," explained Jaka.

"Mas, it's not that stuff that Dara needs but the presence of Mas Jaka!" sergeant Dara, who does not want the lover to feel inferior because he can not afford to give him expensive shipping.

There was the sound of Dara's room door being knocked from outside.

"Mas, it's been, yeah. There's a Dara. Anyway, Dara is waiting for the arrival of Mas Jaka, assalamu'alaikum," concluded Dara.

"God willing, Neng. Wa'alaikumsalam," replied Jaka.

Dara was still staring at the phone screen, when her room door was knocked back.

"Become! I'm waiting in the living room!" sir Kades exclaimed from outside the door.

Dara pouting. "Basic, authoritarian!" grout Dara.

Dara then kept her phone back on the dresser and immediately left the room to meet her father.

"What's up, Dad?" dara asked as soon as she saw the father sitting with his legs folded and smoking a cigarette, in the family room.

"Sit down!" tell the father.

Reluctantly, Dara sat himself in a beautifully carved foam chair. The chairs are made of ancient teak wood and in varnish until shiny, look classic and elegant.

"This is your allowance for the next two weeks" said the father, while keeping a large amount of red banknotes.

Yes, Dara once every two weeks back home to let go of the mother also to her childhood friends. So that his parents will give pocket money to Dara, which if enough to live in the city for two weeks.

Distance from Dara's hometown from the city where he studied, more or less taken within an hour and Dara prefers to stay in the boarding even though he has bought his own motorbike, it was to make it easier for Dara if there is an impromptu task from the lecturer.

"Tumben, it's been given now, Dad. Usually, right, tomorrow morning?" ask Dara in astonishment.

"You leave tonight, like Maghrib Bambang will be here to drive you in his car" said Mr. Kades, to Dara's surprise.

"No, Dad. Dara leaves in the morning!" push Dara fast. "After all, what about Dara's bike, Dad? Dara there will need a motorbike to support Dara's lecture activities," asked Dara protest.

"Motor problems, easy! Let it be delivered tomorrow Sukan to your boarding house!" firmly Mr. Kades who does not want his wishes denied.

"No, Dad! Dara still won't! Dara can leave alone tomorrow morning, no need to deliver!" reject Dara this time while standing, Dara was about to pass away leaving the father who had no heart.

"Become! From now on, you leave and go home with a pick up by Bambang, he's your future husband, Dara!" snapped Mr. Kades, who made a clear grain fall from the round net corner of Dara.

"It's okay, Nduk. Just follow what your father wants," said Ms. Rosma who just came from the kitchen, while carrying a plate of fried bakwan complete with fresh cayenne pepper.

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