
it did not feel like the day was passing so quickly, it was already Saturday. Risha excitedly pinched her hair high, looking at the mirror with a satisfied look.
"the spirit of Risha, let's make this house shiny clean like new!" the girl clenched her hands into the air.
standing in the living room with a rag draped over his shoulder, his hands crossed his waist staring at the entire inch of the living room that was storing dust.
start by wiping the glass table and also teak wood chairs, forcefully expelling dust that is still comfortable attached to the table and chair.
mr. Rudi who just came from the kitchen with a glass of coffee and a plate of fried bananas looked at his youngest daughter who was enthusiastic about cleaning the house.
"it's clean, right?" ask Mr. Rudi, pointing to a teak chair that is covered with soft foam.
"already sir, but don't let the coffee spill on the table yes. already Risha lap earlier."
"o Allah deck, your future husband is coming is still tomorrow.why are you ready now.as will come today only!" shaking his head, the old man with a glove wrapped around his stomach sipped the delights of black coffee in the morning.
"let's not rush tomorrow, sir."
"yes it is"
not wanting to argue with the princess, Mr. Rudi let Risha do what she wanted. anyway she will feel a little helped.
Risha who was mopping the floor made the handle of the mop tool as a mic, following the rhythm of the song he played on his cellphone.
when the song runs out and switches to another song sung by one of the bands in Indonesia. Risa with her imitating spirit.
"if there is money my dear brother, if there is no ration coffee was lost jeng jeng..."
"Acrasnodity ..."
Deghs
degh
Risha was stunned when she turned to the door, Reyhan the future husband and his parents and sister looked at her with astonished looks.
Reyhan hides his laughter when he sees Risha singing with a mop.
his future wife only wears an oversize shirt and almost covers her shorts that are only half a thigh.
"walaikumsalam" Mr. Rudi from behind approached who came early in the morning.
same thing as Risha who was surprised, Rudi sir was the same.he immediately poked the arm of his son who was still silently sculpting.
"dad, get changed!" whisper Mr. Rudi to his fluttering daughter.
"uh, iyha sir." Risha immediately brought the mop tool to the back.his cheeks met red, shame for sure.how not, seeing his look and behavior like earlier he could see Reyhan who was holding back laughter.
"*disgraceful! oh, my God, Risha .. at the sight of your future in-laws and your future sister-in-law."
"this is only Saturday! why did Rey come, he said Sunday here nya*"
***
2 The family is gathered in the living room, some market snacks are available on the table.
Risha who was sitting next to her father looked nervous, holding tightly to the end of her shirt.As she glanced in the direction of reyhan, she hurriedly lowered her gaze as Reyhan turned to also stare at her.
"Look sir, we came here to propose to my father's daughter Risha a jewel for our son Reyhan Pratama." Reyhan's father Roshan sir opened his voice amid the nervousness of 2 young people who stole each other's eyes.
mr. Rudi nodded he glanced at his daughter and his wife.
"if I'm up to the same child sir, parents can only bless and pray.is not it?" replied Rudi, staring at Reyhan and Risha alternately.
"How about Risha?" ask Mr. Roshan.
Risha who got the question suddenly attacked nervously, turning to Reyhan who was just as nervous waiting for his answer.
his second meeting was very short, 2 months working in the same office did not make the two already know each other.modalized with love when High School that has not been delivered, which has not been delivered, Reyhan secretly searches for everything about Risha, until it is finally possible that fate is on his side.
flashbacks
"Rey, I'm going to the toilet!" said Dika while grimacing to resist the feeling of defecation.
"what is this dong?" ask Reyhan.
"at the pope first." shouted Dika who had run to the bathroom.
"Buddy Rani..budhe..buddhe ra .. ni...."
*note: budhe in Javanese means brother of father or mother*
Reyhan who heard the cry of a girl only gave a glance because Dika's mother had already come out to meet the owner of the voice.
when he was busy checking his textbook, Reyhan was surprised when suddenly came the girl who immediately embraced his shoulder from behind.
"bang Dika told me to help you harvest cassava in the garden behind the house!" risha thinks Reyhan is Dika.
"then we will look to.......Ong"
Risha is stunned when the person in her embrace turns out not to be Dika, in a hurry he takes his hand off Reyhan's shoulder.
"Risha?"
"Rinan"
the two of them screamed together after facing each other.
"what are you guys doing? didn't tell me your father's deck!" Dika who came from behind saw Risha and Reyhan sitting next to each other without any distance.
Reyhan hurriedly shifted his sitting position. Risha did the same.
"what the fuck I did not accidentally bang. I think Reyhan was bang Dika." replied Risha.
"already ah, going home! bang Dika do not forget ntar afternoon at tell the father to help harvest cassava behind the house.otherwise the father will be angry you know!" risha stared hard at Dika.
"yes yes, you badass, fierce!" Dika ruffled Risha's hair.
" a budhe rani ... Risha go home first." cried Risha.
"YHa Adek, don't la.ri"
late, Risha who stumbles across the carpet makes her fall to the floor.
"uh!" pekik Risha felt pain in her knees, then hurriedly stood up when she realized Reyhan was staring at her!
"Risha's okay budhe,"
wussss... lightning-fast Risha ran out of Dika's house while enduring embarrassment.
Rani just shook her head at the reckless behavior of her nephew.
"is Risha really your bangs?" ask Reyhan.
"yes, why? you have a crush on a bad boy and a bad boy like Adek?"
jleb's unfiltered question shot out of Dika's mouth.
Reyhan shook his head, but somehow his heart beat faster than usual.stare at the shoulder that Risha hugged earlier.
flash back off.
quietly watching through the food that is always reyhan put on the desk of the beautiful girl, not infrequently also leave it to Dika the cousin.
"I ... I received a proposal from Reyhan mas."