The Matchmaker Competition

CHAPTER 42

Anca Residence

This morning, a cup of coffee was in front of my eyes. Anca walked into her yard filled with plants lined up on the wall. The sky was still brightly lit, Anca looked at some pots attached to the wall. But his thoughts led to the proposal incident last night. He should have been relieved, since his proposal was smooth. Only, the incident made him conclude that there will be a first of the almighty.

Anca closed her eyes while enjoying the hot sun in the morning. Her net switched on her watch, there was a gurgle of anxiety in her.

"Ma, did Rian come home last night?" Ask Anca while grabbing the wet cake that was on the table.

"Yet, pa. Last night Rian called him at the Dewi gang. Waiting for Dira's condition, said Rian someone deliberately harmed Dira." Arumi.

"Yes, kah. I got some acquaintances who could help with last night's case, honey. Maybe I'll meet our besan to talk about this." Anca Saying.

Arumi is just a manut. She took the glass from her husband who was empty. She soon returned to the back porch where her husband was still there.

"Mas, yesterday I met a beautiful girl on the show. His son is beautiful like an Indian, kept friendly and polite. Darling, Rian has a choice. Dira is also a good girl, kok, pa. But I love seeing that girl last night."

Arumi doesn't know the girl's name, but she believes the girl is still part of her future family. I don't know why he was so attracted to her. Anca heard the story of his wife just shaking little. His wife shouldn't talk about another girl as if she's blessing Rian with that girl.

"Ma, please don't discuss this in front of Rian later. He has a choice of heart. They will even get married later. So let Rian live by his choice instead of being compared to other girls."

"Papa take it easy, mama will not compare Dira with the girl. Mama only admired the girl because her face was beautiful and her son was polite. That's it, Pa.

Mama wouldn't be a dzolim in-law like your mother did." Clearly Arumi while looking down.

Netra Anca turned to look at his wife's face. He understands what used to happen between his wife and his mother left a wound. Although Arumi was more than himself, it did not persuade the mother to reject the existence of Arumi.

The mother's hatred in the past against the Arumi family. It's one of the factors why they don't approve. But it was not a problem for them, after a long struggle finally got blessing after the birth of Rian. True said people, children or grandchildren is a bridge to reconcile the feud that ever occurred.

Anca hopes that what happened in the past will not happen to their grandchildren. He also hopes there are lessons his wife took regarding the problems she had experienced. Of course in hopes of not repeating the same thing.

The man stepped in front of the house. The figure of a man who was cleaning the car while singing cheerfully. Anca only smiled slightly looking at the man she had worked with for five years..

"Sir." Sapa Pak Andre saw the master was already standing near him.

"You look so happy, Andre."

The man simply smiled wryly and stopped his activity "Yes, sir I am happy. My son has asked for it. I'm so glad to hear it."

"Yesterday I offered to visit your family. Why don't you take that chance. A father should be near his daughter at such a moment."

Andre just looked down at his master's words. Just didn't have the courage to come see his kids. After the fatal mistake he made to his family. Andre was once lulled into the paradise of the world because of his wealth. But God rebuked him with a hard slap, indejoy with the woman of the night immediately caught up with his eldest son.

Because of the enormous changes in life and experiencing culture shock, not a few of them who later fell ill both physically and mentally. 

Since then Andre has been hanging in the streets. He didn't bring a dime, eat leftovers. It also sometimes got evictions from some residents where he hitchhiked to sleep. Even he was about to die when his asthma attacked. Luckily, he was met by Anca who took him to the hospital.

"I'm ashamed, sir. They still hate me. My mistake with them was fatal. And sure enough they'll never forgive me."

"Andre, every journey of life will not run smoothly. There will be tests that will be passed even though it is heavy or small. And you are undergoing a great test from God. I'm sure one day they'll be looking for you, remember! Your son needs a guardian when they get married."

The achievement of all the better order of life is certain that we are faced with mistakes. But because the mind controls the air?su, then we are always made aware to learn from every mistake that exists. Of course, that awareness will easily arise if in humans there is an understanding that besides there we still have God.

"Repent, Andre. Bring yourself closer to God. Allah will ease your burden. God will guide you on the right path and open your children's hearts." Anca's advice while patting the driver's shoulder.

"Thank you, sir."

God is lucky that my son has been treated like this family. Hope they are really stupid.

"Andre I have business, you please take care of the house. Let me take the car with my wife." Tell Anca.

"Good, sir." Andre handed the car keys to the employer.

As he was about to control the house, a male figure stood in front of the fence. Andre knew the man as his son's friend.

"Om, Andreas." realize that.

"Sorry, who are you looking for, huh?" Andre pretended not to know the young man in front of him.

"Om it's me, Arjuna. Still remind me."

"I'm sorry you got the wrong guy!" Andre closed the fence hard.

"Om Vira and Dira are getting married! He needs it, um." Pekik Arjuna's.

Arjuna turned his back when he saw a car clawing at him. His eyes widened when he saw who had gotten out of the car.

The car owner was no less surprised to see who was standing in front.

"Did he stay?" inner Rian.

"So the owner of this house is.."in Juna.

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