The Not To Be Regrettable

48. Gerald's Proposal

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Gerald smiled in relief as he saw Lingga and Vallery get out of their car. When viewed from his expression, it seemed like both of them had made up properly. Thank God, so he doesn't feel like thinking anymore.

"They look fine" Jasmine suddenly chirped.

Gerald automatically turned his head towards the mother, the next second he nodded in agreement. His mother was right, Vallery and Lingga looked fine, not looking like a couple forced to marry.

"You know, Mama used to worry about Vallery. Either way, your daughter is too young to be a wife and also a mother-to-be. But today, they can prove it." Jasmine patted her son's shoulder, "I think your daughter grew up well even without a mother. You may have cheated, but do not constantly blame yourself and also blame the Linga. You've been trying so far, Lingga's a good man. Mama likes him."

Inevitably, Gerald nodded back. "I know, Ma, if he wasn't a good man, I obviously wouldn't be willing to let them get married."

Jasmine grunting. "If you know, why are you still being so hard on her?"

Gerald clucked. "Our age is not far, Ma."

"Then what's the connection?" Jasmine hit her son's shoulder, "want you guys of your age, she obviously wouldn't be so brazen with you. You know because of what? Because you're her in-laws."

"I know," Gerald replied briefly, "already, no need to discuss. Come on, let's get in!" bring later.

"Papa seems to be impatient," said Valery while giggling amusedly.

"Obviously," answered Gerald steadily, he then tidied up his suit, "how did Papa look? Okay?"

Vallery pointed his finger to form the letter O. "Udah handsome maximum, not like a widower one child who is daunted again has a grandson," his god once again.

This of course made Gerald immediately clucked irritably. "The last part shouldn't be called for a while?"

With her innocent face Vallery shook her head. His hand then stroked his stomach which began to look bloated. "Later Papa's grandson gets angry, if Grandpa is like that."

Gerald nodded in understanding with his unreasonable face. "Yes, yes, Papa, I'm sorry. Yuk, we're going straight in. Everything was brought in, right?"

This time the Linga represents. "Udah, Pa, everyone's been brought inside safely. Now it's our turn to go in."

Gerald took a long breath. "Kok Papa deg-degan yes, even though it's been."

"Udah, no papa. Go, in! Later the hunt is told to go home because the kanya do not enter!"

With an impatient gesture, Vallery then pulled Gerald's arm to have her Papa enter Riana's house immediately. She turned to her husband for a moment while whispering, "Mas, I'm the same Papa once was, yes. Don't be jealous!" Which only responded to the ruckus and nods did not matter from Lingga.

When entering Riana's house, Vallery did not expect that it turned out that the invited guests were quite a lot. Almost as many events as ijab qobulnya with Lingga first.

"I didn't think it would be this serame, Mom. Crazy one! The guest is almost the same when we married first" Vallery whispered to Lingga. Now the two are sitting together in the chair that has been provided.

"And we marry only the nuclear family" Lingha replied.

Very understand. "But the decoration can not be replaced, Mas?" suddenly whispered.

"You want us to call this reception abis?" langar.

Very shakes. "No, mending the cost to fund our son's future."

"Vallery, I can still afford a if-"

Vallery nodded in understanding while sticking his finger on Lingga's lips. "Yes, I know you have a lot of money. Don't you show off."

"Loh, I'm not showing off, Vallery. I'm just-"

"Ssttt," whispered Jasmine, "the show is beginning again. You can shut up, it'll be in the hotel again."

"Well, Oma," chores Vallery and Lingga with their compotes.

The focus of the two is now on Gerald who is already standing in front of Riana. Her father looked dashing with his coke suit, while Riana looked graceful with her dusty pink kebaya.

"Some time we've passed. A lot has been done together. It's not easy indeed. The trials alternated as if there was no end. The difference in our age, my double status, the speech of people, as if confirming that we are not a match. But, you amazingly stayed by my side, looking up to me with all my flaws. I'm always surprised. All the trouble for me is like it's not what it's about you. Do you feel that way?"

In front of her, Riana nodded with her two teary eyes.

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. To say this, I need a lot of time. Consider everything that might happen. Dealing with God to make the most appropriate choice. I asked my own heart many times. Is it my choice? And many times my answer remains the same .. it .. You. Riana Kaneshia Adhisti, will you marry me?"

"Yes, I do!"

"Geez, I just found out that Papa is this sweet. I became jealous of Aunt Riana," complained Vallery was moved to see the Papa's application. The feeling of envy was suddenly present, first when he was applied Lingga feeling is not like this.

"Why should you be jealous? You have one."

Vallery stared at Lingga while grunting. "But you're not romantic."

Linga was upset because compared to her in-laws. He doesn't like. "I, yeah, I. Papa, yes, Papa. We each have our own way of showing our affection, Vallery. I may not be the romantic guy you dream of, but I know how to show attention to people I love. Make milk for you every morning, nemenin you do the task, make breakfast. Pijitin you if tired too, still less?"

This time Very did not reply, he only grimaced in embarrassment. Her husband was right, though not the romantic man she imagined at least Lingga knew how to give him undeterred attention.

"Yes, I'm sorry, that's it. Joking around earlier, Mas. Don't suck!" wheedle Vallery.

Although still a little annoyed, Lingga inevitably ended up nodding.

"Eh, is the ring spun? What's the photo, Oma? Also too? How not to feel?" Vallery then stood up though still a little astonished.

"Yes, how would you feel if you are dating your husband. It's halal, '" Jasmine grumbled as she shook her head.

Vallery and Lingga then looked at each other. Lah? When did they do that?

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"Mas, I'll go to the bathroom first, yeah. Go back, put the bag." Vallery immediately stood up and handed his bag to Lingga.

"Do I need anther?"

Very shakes. "Not to."

The phallus looked at the wife with an uncertain look. "Well, who knows where the bathroom is? You've never been here before."

"Geez, I have a mouth, here are many guests, I will stay later."

"Yes be careful" said Lingga, "don't run! You're pregnant, Vallery!" then shouted.

He clucked annoyed with the habits of Very who likes to run around small when in a hurry. As if I forgot I was pregnant.

"It's a habit, anyway" he grumbled.

"Where is your wife?" shortly after, Jasmine sat beside Lingga and dazed to find her grandson.

"To the bathroom, Oma, kebelet said."

"Why aren't you anterine? Your wife is pregnant."

The phallus grimaced while rubbing its nape. "So he also wants Lingga anter, but his Very does not want and says he wants to be alone. So yes Lingga biarin." he then immediately rose to his feet, "now let the Lingga after-"

"No, just sit down. Later if you have not been back and forth just susulin. Oma stay." Jasmine then stood up and left the Linga just like that.

While elsewhere. Very dizzy looking for the existence of the bathroom and never found it.

"Well, where's the bathroom? Time did not find out," said Vallery annoyed, he also had time to ask people. However, it turns out that what he asked did not understand the ins and outs of his stepmother's prospective home.

"Search for what, Neng?"

Vallery immediately turned to the origin of the sound and found the mothers with his batik negligee and apron.

"Find the toilet, Mom. Where is I guess?"

"Oah, let's get me between. It's right there, deck the kitchen. I also have to go back to the kitchen."

Vallery nodded as he thanked her, tailing behind the mothers with a delighted expression.

"That, Neng, the bathroom. Please!" the mothers said while pointing towards the bathroom.

Valery nodded and again thanked him once more before going into the bathroom.

"That wasn't Riana's step-son candidate?"

Vaguely Vallery heard the chatter of mothers in the kitchen. It just so happened that his kitchen and toilet were close together so he could still hear their chatter, albeit vaguely.

"Well, what is it?" Vallery guessed that the voice belonged to the mothers who delivered it earlier.

Very curious about their chatter, he sharpened his hearing.

"Yes, right, that one, was in the photo together with the thing."

"Beautiful?" Valery was timid when he heard the compliment.

"What's beautiful if you can't keep the company? He already has a husband."

Very's expression turned sad.

"Well, he looks so young."

"Indeed, still that college. But getting pregnant out of wedlock, so get married first."

"Geez, I'm so, Riana, you've got a widower son-in-law and a grandchild."

"Yes, what is the name of a soul mate."

"Not necessarily, ma'am, it could be because Riana has a tersem-"

BLACK IT!

Very deliberately opened the bathroom door a little rough. He put on a face pretending to be guilty. "Sorry, Mom, disturb, please continue talking. Excuse me."

Tbc,