The Crack of a Glass

Bonchap 14

Two days after Yoga contacted the mother, now both parents were already in town A precisely in the Yoga apartment.

The goal is of course to marry with his besi candidate and want to know the figure of his son-in-law.

After a day of activities in his role in the mental hospital, at night he and his parents seemed to be preparing.

The day before, Yoga had told his future parents-in-law that his father and his mother had invited them to dinner at one of the hotel's restaurants for a visit.

Even so about Rissa, Yoga has told the girl's dark story to her father and mother.

The old man from Yoga, was not at all concerned about the girl's past. For both, the woman of choice is the best.

"Yoga" call the father. Come closer, son."

Yoga approached and confronted the father

"Dad proud of you. Although the girl has a dark past, you can accept her as she is" whispered Mr. Prasetya then hugged her.

"Because love doesn't look at a person from his past like anything, Dad. The most important thing is a belief that he is the best mate for me" Yoga replied.

"Yes ... let's go now," asked Prasetya.

Their goal is now to go to a restaurant located in one of Close's hotels. His ex-boss had prepared a special place for the meeting of the two families.

Upon arrival at the hotel, Close immediately welcomed the arrival of Mr. Prasetya, Fahira's mother and Yoga.

"Yoga, Sir, Mom" he said kindly and took them to the hotel restaurant on the third floor.

After dropping them off at a special table, Yoga thanked his ex-boss.

"Sir, when the meeting's over, can we talk for a minute?" close said expectantly.

"Of course you can," Prasetya said, patting him on the shoulder.

"Alright, we'll chat at the hotel rooftop later. Just call my number if you're going upstairs," message Close and say goodbye.

After Close, the three sat in their seats while chatting casually waiting for the arrival of Mr. Imanuel, Ms. Erli and Clarissa.

A few minutes later, finally what they had been waiting for since, finally arrived at that place.

"Sir, Ma'am, Rissa," call Yoga one by one. "Sir, Mom, Rissa, it's my parents."

Yoga introduced both his parents to his future wife and future father-in-law. The two hands were immediately welcomed by Rissa and her parents.

"It is nice to meet directly with the Father and Mother especially his future wife Yoga" said Mr. Prasetya with friendly.

"We too, Sir, Mom. Thank you for inviting us to dinner here" replied Mr. Immanuel.

After getting to know each other, they continued chatting while enjoying the dishes that had been served on the table.

Because of the personality of Mr. Prasetya and Fahira's mother who is very friendly, familiarity is immediately seen between them without any awkwardness.

Sometimes there was the sound of laughter in that place. Secretly Rissa felt admiration for both parents of Yoga.

"Good yoga parents. It seems like they communicate well often."

After dinner, they discuss the date and day to propose to Clarissa.

"I'm sorry, Mom, sir, if you allow me, God willing four days from now, we'll apply for your daughter for our son" Prasetya said.

"Mom, sir, if you'd like us to make an application in the ballroom of this hotel. Count so you don't bother too much," she said and smiled.

"If you want to be like that, we will. How good it is that we continue to agree" said Mr. Immanuel.

Amidst the happiness of Yoga which is now being with his future wife and father-in-law, Syakila even dissolves with his own mind.

She has been at Kiya and Daffa's house since. In order to comfort his heart which is now shrouded in disappointment and sadness, he chose to play with Zana.

Shortly after, Kiya approached her and sat down next to her and stroked her back.

Feeling not strong, Syakila hugged her cousin while crying. Shed her tears.

"Sir .. I was late, I was too naive to seem to disrespect the struggle of Yoga two years ago. When I wanted to say that I liked her, she already had a girl. And soon they'll be married."

With a feeling of sadness accompanied by tears that continued to linger on her cheeks, Syakila revealed her heart to Kiya.

"Yes, that means you're not a match. Did you forget about me and Faz? Seven years we went through the housewives but we ended up separated."

"Don't be too sad, Shay, there will be wisdom behind all this. Believe me your best mate at this time is not Yoga but there will be a lot better than him" concluded Kiya.

Syakila was just flinching in her cousin's arms. Although still not able to accept the reality of speech from Kiya just now there is a point.

"Thank you, brother for his advice," said Sya then broke her arms and then rubbed the remains of her tears on the cheeks.

After about two hours in the restaurant, Mr. Imanuel and his wife finally say goodbye.

"Again thanks for the dinner, we are all very happy" said Mr. Imanuel and his wife and Rissa.

After the death of the three, Mr. Prasetya immediately contacted Close to meet at the hotel rooftop.

"Yoga, Mommy .. you go home first" cried Mr. Prasetya.

"Then ... Who's he coming home with?" ask Yoga.

"That's easy, Yoga. I ask for help to Close only later," said Mr. Prasetya.

Yoga only according to then invite the mother to leave the place. While Mr. Prasetya swung his steps towards the elevator.

His smile instantly expanded shortly after being on that rooftop. Looking at the beauty of city A from above the height where it stands today.

"Alhamdulillah .. My son is finally getting married soon. O Allah send forth the intention of my son until his H day," muttered Prasetya.

Shortly afterwards Close who had just arrived at the place immediately greeted Prasetya sir.

"Sir .. has it been a long time?"

Mr. Prasetya slowly turned around then smiled while shaking his head.

"Not really, just a few minutes ago," answered Mr. Prasetya then embrace the crossbreed man's shoulder. "Don't call sir, just call uncle to be more familiar" said the middle-aged man.

Close just nodded slowly then reviewed the smile. For a moment the two returned. Both views are directed to the same place.

"Uncle ..."

"Hm ..."

"I forgive all my mistakes and arrogant attitude at that time" said yoga as well as opening my voice.

"Uncle has forgiven you, Close. It's all over. Let it flow like water. Prolonged grudges will not be completed.