The Last Cliff's

Chapter 58's

Glow-spa & boutique, an outlet that serves all the needs of women to look charming. In her parking area, Clarissa Mae sits alone in the car, refusing to follow Karen Rodmeyer who wants to 'fix' the appearance of her future son-in-law.

Steve Rodmeyer, who had followed his mother, looked shaky, walking away from the door of the outlet, his face was sour. Torturing mom into salons & boutiques turned out to be exhausting for her. Normal isn't it ?

"Ck ... Mama is really bad !" the grunts shortly after entering the car. Looking towards Clarissa Mae who greeted him with a faint smile. "Help dong, Ma'am ! Mom, what time is it ? Fatimah there may be hours of college."

"Mom again nagajarin would-be son-in-law dress up, why should it be ringingetin ?"

"What are you doing again, Mother ? Fatimah's performance is okay, really ! Simple, that's what makes it different from other girls."

Clarissa Mae slightly raised her eyebrows, astonished at the innocence of Steve Rodmeyer's thought path. The young man was considered not to know much about the household but was desperate to make a household. It just needs to be, right ? It just takes determination, a strong determination. A home does not need experience ! All can be learned while walking.

"Mama is too arbitrary !"

The care of Clarissa Mae who tends to be quiet and anti-contention, when it was forced to 'set things straight', "right now, Fatimah just needs to satisfy your feelings, but not after your marriage ! After marrying you, she should bear your family's big name, Fatimah Rodmeyer ! And right now, mama is teaching your future wife to be self-assured. Good at acting, thinking, looking."

"Mama's biggest fear was seeing the failure of the Eddy household. It is natural that at this time you are trying to ensure that the failure will not happen to you. Mama is a good man ! Not at all arbitrary. Choppy ? Which woman is not chatty to see her children happy-"

Karen Rodmeyer out of Glow-spa & boutique Fatimah Mahmud steps shyly next to her.

"That's them ! You should start familiarizing yourself with the activities of Fatimah who may have to go to the salon often, because it's a public demand for the Rodmeyer family." Clarissa Mae ended her advice by pointing to Karen Rodmeyer and Fatimah Mahmud.

Steve Rodmeyer's eyes were fixed on Fatimah Mahmud. Almost everything about that simple girl had been eroded, only her meek nature had not changed. More beautiful ? Yes, even Steve Rodmeyer did not want to lose the shadow of the girl for a second.

"Road, driver sir !" Clarissa Mae had a long look at Steve Rodmeyer's chin, adrift to the look of Fatimah Mahmud's face, "waiting to dress up aja dove, turn already beautiful, GLOT ! huft .. The typical guy lo, Steve !"

There was no other choice for Steve Rodmeyer than to pull both corners of his lips wide while running his car slowly.

"Ntar the night your papa came home, tomorrow morning we have to go to Ponpes Gontor. Prepare everything the same Om kyai." said Karen Rodmeyer.

"Why should it be the same om kyai, Ma ? Ntar was bullied again ! Ck ..." reluctance is clearly out of the words of Steve Rodmeyer.

"That's great !"

"Good from it, Ma ?"

"Oalaaaah, Steve ! You look so much like your father ..." Karen Rodmeyer was interrupted by her own laughter, chuckling until her eyes were closed and watery. "Put ! Stop for a minute and look at your girlfriend's face this well."

The car was pulled over and stopped.

"See the face of Fatimah !" karen Rodmeyer said, forcibly lifting Fatimah Mahmud's face by holding the girl's chin. "Who do you look like, Steve ? Remember well !"

Steve Rodmeyer looked at the face of his lover with probing eyes, Clarissa Mae was so talkative, the two men looked at the face of Fatimah Mahmud who was reddened to withstand embarrassment, she was not used to her new makeup.

"Who do you look like ?" ask Karen Rodmeyer.

Steve Rodmeyer could only shake his head, " ... It looks like Fatimah, Ma !" as if in despair, the young man gave up.

"Tante Aisyah-" Karen Rodmeyer tries to reference.

"Hahahah !" steve Rodmeyer's eyes were opened, his jaw and chin dropped.

Clarissa Mae smiled at the change in Steve Rodmeyer's face. I don't know what the young man had in mind, but his reaction was like one who was looking at his own stupidity at the reflection of a mirror.

"Fat ! You're Aunt Aisyah's son ? My son is Mahmud ?" gusar Steve Rodmeyer in his surprise.

"So you are !?" steve Rodmeyer is back.

"Umi ku Aisyah and Abi ku kyai Mahmud. And it's true that I've known you since we were both little, even I've known who you are since the introduction on campus first."

Fatimah Mahmud's confession adds to Steve Rodmeyer's mood. Then start blaming, "why didn't you say that long ago !" his words were pressed at the end.

Fatimah Mahmud did not answer that. He let the frustration of his future fiancee pass bigitu only.

"Take care of you, Fat ! Your debt has not paid off." grumbled Steve Rodmeyer as he returned to drive his car. His memory drifted back to his childhood.

Clarissa Mae and Karen Rodmeyer were shocked by the young man's words. But Fatimah Mahmud calmed them with his laughter. Then start telling me :

"This Steve Mas used to faint ...."

"Be quiet, Fat ! Hard story." by Steve Rodmeyer. But Fatimah Mahmud laughed and enjoyed the story.

"Mas Steve is not strong fasting, so when the day is still late at around 4 pm, he stole water in the mosque faucet. The reason wants to wudlu for Ashar prayer, even though it is past the time ashar. So get caught with Abi ... Wikicure ...."

Fatimah Mahmud was forced to end the story because suddenly the car pulled over and immediately stopped.

"If you keep telling your story, I don't want to be a driver anymore !" scott Steve Rodmeyer.

"Yes .. yes .. I was silent, so I sulked !" Fatimah Mahmud completely stopped telling stories, but not with her laughter which was then greeted by the laughter of Karen Rodmeyer and Clarissa Mae.

"For those who do not know the crime, please laugh !" steve Rodmeyer. He refused to run his car.

"Just doused in water ! What evil ?" the Fatimah Mahmud Debate.

"Yes to a big bucket too, Fat !"

"I'm sorry most ! Hehehe ... It was also in return for your ridicule, Mas !"

"Basic snot lo !!"

"No, Auntie ! He used to tease mulu. A turn to get angry ! I'd better hide my true self." Fatimah Mahmud slowly finds her comfort zone in the arms of Karen Rodmeyer.

"It's ah, Steve ! Run the car, we gotta get home. There's still a lot we have to prepare for tomorrow's morning show." said Karen Rodmeyer.

"Since when did Mama know that Fatimah is the son of Aisyah's aunt and om kyai ?" steve Rodmeyer asked as he continued. It seemed like he was not satisfied with his own stupidity.

"From the first time I saw him at Miller's Mansion."

"Tok Mama just shut up !"

"You were busy talking to that guy ! What was her name ?" Karen Rodmeyer failed to remember Arvine Dowson's name. A trivial human being too cheap to fit in his memory.

"Bang Vinnie, Auntie ! Arvine Dowson." Fatimah Mahmud mentioned the name to answer Karen Rodmeyer's question, but the girl's eyes stuck out to reach out to Clarisa Mae's facial expression.

As it was shrouded in mist, Clarissa Mae's face slowly grew more and more wistful. Every time you hear Dowson's name, Miller's name, it'll always carry a cloud over his face. Ihlas or 'ihlas' ?

If Steve & Fatimah's soul mate is facilitated by old stories that are able to bring them together, then so is Vinnie & Hannie. Then where should I be ? D e b u ??? I have not yet lived it.

The thought was like immersing Clarissa Mae under the dashboard, slipping a fragment of her heart between the electrical wiring circuit there. Crumpled by the power of God who easily brought Steve & Fatimah together and distanced himself from his Vinnie. All of this was recorded in the corner of the eyes of Steve Rodmeyer and Fatimah Mahmud.