
"Whataa?" Again the three spoke simultaneously, but this time did not make Satya vociferous.
"Remain, I want to marry Mutia as soon as possible if I can!" satya continued, making the three laugh.
"Apply, marry my brother, what can you love kedia, I'm sure you're still asking for the same snacks parents elo right, you snot boy!" said Killian, the youngest among them, who has since sounded the most unfriendly, and seemed to dislike his presence.
"You're still in school, right?" continued the other who is Evans Mutia's first brother, because he saw from the appearance and face of Satya who is still cute, he believes the young man is still a schoolgirl.
"Big bang, this year I graduated!" replied Satya who now looks more relaxed and able to adjust.
"Yes, if you graduate, if not!" killian quipped, but Satya chose not to take heart.
"You're still in school, my sister is in school too, maybe even my sister is much younger than you, and to get through her graduation she'll still need a little longer."
"I know bang."
"Then why are you saying something like that, to be honest what you said just now is like an absurd joke."
"Do I look like I'm joking, really serious!"
"How many times?"
"How many times?" Satya repeated the same question that was thrown at her, making Evans cluck with a soft sigh.
"How many times have you touched it, once, twice."
"S-me_"
"Have you done it so many times that it is incalculable?" his jolt.
"Don't you?" Satya who began to understand the direction of the male conversation before her shook her head slowly.
"No, not because it's a bang! I want to marry my brother because I don't want to date for long."
"Pinter really boong lu yes, you son of a bitch," Killian was about to stand up to slap Satya but stopped, because the father was holding her back.
"You two get out!" resolutely, making the two men nod obediently, albeit heavily! because not satisfied to give other questions to Satya.
And now in the guest room only left them two, Deri father Mutia and also Satya.
"D-eighteen om,"
"What capital do you have so desperately want to propose and marry my son."
"Both of my parents let me, I also have a regular job, and most of all I love my daughter very much."
"But my son is still too small, and it could be said that he is still unstable, you will regret it later."
"No om, I'm sure Mutia is mature enough and able to keep up with me, as you can see! I'm still in school and I need guidance, but I think we can both complement each other."
"How many girls have you dated before you met my daughter?"
"No om, Mutia is first for me."
"really?" Deri looked at him in disbelief, because he knew exactly what a young man of the same age as a boy in front of him, who was having fun changing boyfriends, who were having fun, because besides he saw many of them like that, during his youth he also experienced the same thing.
"Of course, besides being busy at school I am also busy with work so I don't have time to date, but I need a wife."
Deri sighed, between believing and disbelief with the speech of the young man before him, but at a glance he could see the sincerity in the young man's eyes.
"What is your job, is enough to finance the life of my next child.''
"My job is not in the office, or in another great place, but I think I can provide for the life of my wife and child."
Once again Deri breathed out, as if he was out of words to interrogate the young man, because every question he gave was always answered quickly and straightforwardly.
Deri moved from his seat making Satya look down sluggish, whether he failed.
But the words of Deri next, made him freeze instantly.
"Tomorrow! bring your parents here."
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