The Cost of Trust

The Part 156

"Dek, what clothes do you wear?", asked Aziz who had just come out of the bathroom.

",I'm ready for it."

I was still busy dressing my son who also just finished bathing.

Aziz walked towards the clothes I had hung.

"We wear sarimbit?", asked Aziz again.

"Yes. why? Do you want to wear a suit?", I asked.

"Follow you!"

Aziz took his thin t-shirt, but he was wearing black pants. After that, he approached me and Diaz.

"Lho, why don't you wear all your clothes?"

"Well if you want to go!"

"Oh, yes, I have. I'm gonna take a shower, Diaz, same old dad."

"Ciyap mother!", Aziz answered.

Aziz came out of the room to the back garden. Diaz asked to get down on the floor, his legs and hands moving agilely.

"Owh...Diaz wants to run???", asked the father.

With increasingly active movements, Diaz moved her legs and arms together.

Aziz laughed and looked at the child. Now they both sit on the back porch of the house. Close to the washing machine.

A few minutes passed, I was ready.

"You're wearing a gold suit, Diaz's here!"

I took Diaz from Aziz's mas and handed her the clothes that were in the room.

"Beloved!", Aziz received the clothes. And she wears it in front of me.

"Sir, are you pale?", asked Aziz anxiously.

"I'm okay, mas. I did not intentionally wear make up."

"Why?", Mas Aziz rubbed my head that had been hijab.

"I don't want anyone to be jealous because I look beautiful in front of other people. Enough of my husband to enjoy my beauty."

Mas Aziz patted my shoulder.

"Pake make up thin just no deck. let's not just pale. Whether you make up or not, you are beautiful. Always beautiful!"puji mas Aziz's.

"Buck!"

"Eh, yes really. Hence, the more you fall in love with the deck!", mas Aziz hugged me and Diaz. But it turns out that Diaz did not accept it, he hit his father in the face. It made me and Aziz laugh. I took Diaz back to the room. After getting a mandate from my husband if I can just wear thin makeup.

At half-eight, Aziz and I walked out of the house. Apparently, there are Faiz and Hayu in the yard. After that, followed by Dadan, Imah and Farhan using his motorbike.

''Mbaj Hayu is coming?", I asked. Hayu nodded too. Unlike Farhan and Faiz, he chose to join and ran to open our car.

"Kang Dadan in front of Mas Aziz."

I, Imah and Hayu sit in the middle. The two handsome boys sat in the back.

"Diaz in front of me is like Di!", said Dadan.

"Yes, let the nular cepet have a child", Aziz ledek.

"Yes, we are still diligent in our efforts. Is that right?", asked Dadan to Imah.

"Yes dong A. Efforts do not betray results!", cried Imah.

As for us to laugh, Hayu was no exception.

"No. to Abah's house first, take the bus again."

"The rich are free!.!", chirped Imah.

"Your sister told me to buy a private jet also able to do mah!", said Aziz glanced at me.

But I did respond to Aziz's jokes.

"Oh yeah? Well, iso nebeng ndek muleh Malang sesok!"( Well, can ride if you go home to poor tomorrow)

"Iso is..!", said Aziz.

"Be careful mah, your mas fantasize again.don't follow shy huh. Afraid if not deliver even ended up in the RSJ!", I said that finally lured with the words mas Aziz.

Mas aziz and kang Dadan broke down in front of us.

Not felt, our car has entered the residence of Abah sultan. There is no bus, but there is a mini bus which is what it is called. Elf maybe???

We all got out of the car. I took the stroller out of the trunk. But Diaz is still in Dadan's arms. So, Aziz and I walked casually into the magnificent house of Abah.

The situation is not as crowded as when we will do a proposal, here there are only a few close relatives Abah who at that time also came to the mika house.

The arrival of our group was greeted with joy by Abah.

"Which way?", asked Aziz.

"Mama in Surabaya Bah. Nemenin mbak Imas!", replied Aziz. Abah only has 'OH.

We all sat down . Diaz is still stuck with her. Dadan's fatherly soul is very visible. He likes kids so much. Diaz was comfortably in his carrier. Beside Dadan, there is Aunt Imah who always invites her to laugh. They look like they deserve to be a small family.

I don't know what time we leave. Abah's people had brought that handover to the Elf car earlier.

When I was still focusing on my phone, because Julian emailed me about the data of employees who had long devoted themselves to my company.

I finished reading Julian's email, my eyes were glued as Fai's body descended slowly from the second floor. He was wearing a white cloth and a white cloth. Behind him was a man who helped him.

My eyes were not sidetracked looking at Mas Fa'i with those clothes. Handsomest. I have to admit, this time he looks different. Like him, he looked at me. I looked down, read Julian's email.

My hand did reply to Julian's email, but my brain just kept getting distracted. Again, I remembered my memories with Fai. Plan after plan that has been neatly arranged, in fact is just a figment of the thumb.

Both of us, me and Mas Fai never imagined if someday we were married. We will use the Sundanese custom. Just like he is wearing right now. Honey, it's just a human plan. Again the will is only His.

Aziz notices his busy wife replying to Julian.

Dian was so concerned about Julian's email, there was a problem at the office? Inner Aziz.

"dad!", call Aziz. I who was daydreaming was also jolted.

"Hem. sorry mas.".

"There's a problem in the office?", asked Aziz in a whisper.

"Ah, not mas. I did ask Julian to provide data on people who are loyal to our company. I want to give them a reward."

Mas Aziz rubbed my shoulder. I was texting Julian, but my mind was still controlled by the past. Which I should have forgotten long ago.

I don't want to drown in my past. Until finally my daydreams ran out when Dadan approached me.

"Mbak Di's. Diaz is sitting with Dadan? Farhan and Faiz are both Hayu!"

"Yes kang Dadan. It's okay!"

We are all prepared. Not inferior to the prospective groom . His usually nosy face was sweet this time. Could it be that he deg-degan will face ijab qobul?

*****

Good night everyone. And have a good rest.

We are enough to be witnesses to the wedding Fai and Mika yes, can not join the conjecture. Can again pandemic 😝😝😝