The Crack of a Glass

Bonchap 11

Since then a pair of people are still at home sitting on a stretch of white sand. Directing the face in the same direction.

The western horizon that has now changed color to orange indicates the sun will submerge itself in a matter of minutes.

After dissolving in the feeling of blue haru, now the feeling of Rissa is much better much calmer next to Yoga.

"Rissa ... You haven't answered me?" tanya Yoga opens her voice.

"Do I have to answer now?" Rissa asked back.

"Do I have to wait?" Yoga glanced at him then clasped his fingers.

Rissa looked at her fingers which were now tightly grasped by Yoga and then looked up at her and then reviewed her smile.

"Yes .. I accept you," he said softly with teary eyes.

Hearing that answer Yoga immediately embraced his shoulder with a slow breath while feeling relieved.

"Alhamdulillah .. after this we will vacation together on the island of Maldives. But the holidays are special" whispered Yoga with a meaningful smile.

A thin wrinkle was instantly visible on Rissa's forehead.

"You mean?"

"It's not just a vacation, but a honeymoon there?" says Yoga.

"A-a-what?! Honeymoon?!" rissa asked with nervousness.

"Hm ..." Yoga just cleared his throat then chuckled at him. "Udah .. don't be nervous. Let's go home, it's dark. But before we go home to eat first" cetus Yoga.

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After driving for approximately twenty minutes, Yoga invited him to eat at one of the roadside stalls selling various seafood.

Seeing the unusual expression of Rissa as she walked into the stall, Yoga chuckled and then reprimanded her. "Sorry .. Tonight we will eat at this shop only. Take it easy seafood fresh really," whispered yoga. "Have you ever eaten in a place like this?"

"Who has never eaten such a meal. It was when he was in college first," said Rissa then chuckled.

"What message arm are you?" tanya Yoga while reading the menu available at the stall.

"I order the green mussels spicy and pasture sauce

fried shrimps butter oyster sauce, drink it anget tea only," order on the waiter stall.

"I'll order a capcay shredded shrimp, Ma'am. Drink it just the same," said Yoga.

"Would you use rice, Mas, Neng?" ask the waiter.

"If I were, no. You?" ask Yoga to Rissa.

"I don't either" said the girl.

"Well, wait a minute, Mas, Neng," said the waiter again and answered with a nod of the head by Rissa and Yoga.

After the service, Yoga immediately laughed while looking at Rissa's face.

"What the hell is it?" ask the girl.

"Can you finish your ordered meal?" Yoga asked back.

"If I can't spend it, you help dong eat it" replied Rissa with a casual.

"Ck .. can't, what is my stomach, what is a rubber stomach?" decak Yoga and greeted with laughter by Rissa.

A few minutes later, food and drinks orders were both delivered and served on the table.

After thanking the waiter, the two began to eat their own food greedily.

Seeing Rissa who looks so enjoy her food, Yoga reviews her smile as well as feeling anxious at her.

After finishing eating their respective food, the two finally returned to continue their journey home to their destination.

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Upon arrival at the residence of Rissa, yoga at once drove him to the front door of the main door.

After opening the door, Rissa invited Yoga into the house. The two then approached the middle-aged man and woman who seemed to be sitting casually in the living room.

Mr. Imanuel and Ms. Erli looked at him immediately and Rissa took turns. A second later the two stood up and invited Yoga and Rissa to sit down.

Yoga was a little nervous staring at Immanuel and Ms. Erli. He felt bad for both of Rissa's parents.

"Doctor Yoga" said Mr. Imanuel, smiling at him who looked nervous. "Don't be so tense or nervous. I believe in you, too," continued Mr. Immanuel.

Rissa who was sitting next to him immediately folded her lips wanting to laugh found the tense face of the Psychologist.

"Yoga, Mom, Dad, I'll go to the room first, yeah," Rissa's permission and then get out of her seat.

"All right, clean yourself up immediately" said Momy.

After Rissa died, Yoga took a slow breath and set his eyes on Rissa's parents.

"Sir, Ma'am .. If you'd like, let me be Rissa's life partner" Yoga said.

Mr. Immanuel and Ms. Erli looked at each other after hearing the phrase Yoga just now.

"I sincerely love your daughter, Sir, Mom," Yoga said.

Both of Rissa's parents were speechless, moved and in disbelief at the words of Yoga just now.

Yoga then moved from his seat and knelt in front of Immanuel and Erli. Holding his hands while looking up at his face.

"I know what you're worried about. Must be related to the dark events that have happened to Rissa," guess Yoga.

"Sir, Mom, trust me. I really love your daughter. I don't care about the dark things that have happened to him. My intention and determination have been unanimous to invite him to be my wife and companion in life. I want to ask for the blessing of the two of you" concluded Yoga.

Hearing the heartfelt expression of Yoga, Mr. Immanuel hugged her immediately while crying out in tears. Same with Erli.

"Thank you for loving my daughter and accepting her for who she is even though she is a victim ..."

Mr. Immanuel cannot continue his words. He was only able to cry because he imagined the state of his daughter when found in a state of mind at that time.

"Rpa ... Ms. .." call Yoga soft. He could not even hold back his tears. Understand the feelings of both.

"Doctor Yoga, to be honest we don't even mind. But all decisions depend on Rissa" said Erli.

"We talked about it, Mom, sir. God willing .. One more week I'll bring my parents to propose, "reply Yoga. "Every well determine a suitable date to hold our wedding later. Please also pray blessing from your mother and father."

Mr. Immanuel and Ms. Erli nodded slowly and agreed to the sincere intentions of Yoga.

"Again thanks" said the two while patting yoga on the shoulder.

"Together, Sir, Mom. Then I say goodbye," permission Yoga then slowly stand up.

"All right, let me take you to the door" pleaded Immanuel, embracing his shoulder.

Shortly after being in front of the main door, Mr. Imanuel hugged him again and thanked him again.

"I'm saying goodbye, sir. If Rissa is looking for me, just tell her I'm home" whispered Yoga and then unraveled the middle-aged man's arms.

"Alright, be careful on the road," said Mr. Immanuel as he looked at Yoga who was approaching his car.

After making sure the Yoga vehicle left the parking lot, then Mr. Imanuel entered the house.

While Yoga who is now on the way home, seemed to smile happy.

"Finally .. relieved also after expressing my feelings to her. Zu, thank you for the advice you have given me," muttered Yoga.

Shortly after, his phone shook. "Who the hell?!" his hiss then pulled his car over for a moment on the shoulder of the road.

"Careback? Tumbens!" he then answered the call from the girl.

"Assalamu'alaikum ... Aye."

"Vaa'likumsalam, Yoga. Do you have time tonight?" ask Sya.

Thin wrinkled Yoga forehead. "For?" Yoga asked back.

"I want to take you out for a walk, because I'm really at home" said Sya from across the street.

"Yes, sorry yes, tonight I can't because I'm a little tired," I yoga at the same time subtly refused. "Goddessa .. tomorrow only. What .... Would you like?"

Syakila was silent for a moment while sighing softly and disappointed. Though his goal is to take Yoga out because he wants to express his feelings to the man.

But this time he had to swallow a bitter pill after hearing the answer from Yoga just now.

"All right, then tomorrow," he said with a feeling of disappointment.

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