The Ojek That's My Soul

Proposal

Marry for the purpose of worship.

Because marriage is

perfecting your religion.

Choose a partner who can guide you to goodness.

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Sumi Kusuma Wardhani

"Yo ndak to ndok,luwih cepet lithe slick."(faster better)

" Halalal spit beer, afternoon proposal wis, as much as directly married ae.

said ibuk Sumi while looking softly.

" Yowis I was ae ,opo said pak'e karo buk'e. "(have I taken care of what my father and mother said)

Sumi replied with a smile and hugged her mother's waist from the side.

He is indeed a submissive child, he already knows the man who will propose to him.

They used to be during high school once PKL together in the city hall.

But luck does not side with Sumi, her minimalist brain makes her get very minimal results. Until he decided to find work in the factory just finished graduating school.

He also joined the aunt and finally applied at one of the factories that produce the largest cosmetics in Jakarta.

While the man who would propose to him, after graduation was re-employed in the village hall while night school.

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The atmosphere that afternoon was in a beautiful and quiet village.

But it does not apply, in one of the houses that have been decorated simple but slick.

A frenzied atmosphere occurred, in some rooms in the house that is quite spacious.

Yes, the average house in the village has at least three rooms with the smallest house area of 150m².

In the kitchen, the women are still busy chopping vegetables and seasonings that will be obtained tomorrow morning.

Because the cuisine to welcome guests that afternoon was ready at the buffet table in front.

In the living room, the whole family is ready to welcome guests who will be present in a few minutes.

Including Sumi, who seems to have been tense since then.

She has been dressed with a simple makeup, but still can emit an aura of beauty that dazzles.

With a lacy baby pink dress on the bottom, and pasmina is white

Simple gameplay that makes Sumi more sweet.

The atmosphere of the courtyard was crowded, as many small children were also there.

The village youth also came down to help, decorating the yard.

They made a simple, rustic welcome gate.

About this is how it looks.

Decorated using coconut tree, pandan fragrant, several types of plants and also fruits.

It was all purely the help of the citizens and youth around.

Here the aura of togetherness and his goyong royong is still thick felt.

Make anyone's heart warm up instantly.

Watching citizens unite together to give them the help they can.

*Sumi*Pov*

When our family gathered in the guest room.

A man entered the house in a hurry.

"Mas,mas!"

"Prem bag!"

call out loud while entering the house.

" Ono opo anyway, yell so, mess in the market."

My father stood up.

" I know the candidate besan'e wis dateng, "

replied the aged man who was none other than the sister of the mother, tidying up his blangkon.

"Yowis, we're all forward welcoming, except Sumi. "

father said then move forward.

the word ibuk then followed the father and also others, there was Pakde, Bude, Paklik, buklik, there was a sister of my grandmother who came from the mother's family.

Although it has been old because it has been almost 90 years, but he was so enthusiastic about my show.

I call her" Nekti"(grandmother uti).

"Don't you tense up Sum, this is just a proposal? goda Ratih my cousin from the father's family, his father who had called the father with a frenzy to the extent that his blangkon was slanted.

I just glanced at him and answered him with a wry smile.

How could he say I don't tense up? I wong I have not seen Mas Aji for a long time, uh you even want to be proposed and will be married tomorrow.

Although we like to send news and communication through social media, but I did not meet him in person for a long time. I repeatedly rubbed the sweat running between my temples.

" Oh my goodness Sum, watch out for my makeup! "

"Slow down his geh ngusap! "

ratih protested as she slid her eyes at me.

Her language is not as medok me, because she lives in Jakarta has long been with her husband.

"Come on, sorry, I'm nervous iki you know, "

"I kudu piye to, let's not deg-degan? "

I said asking for advice, with both hands squeezing each other.

"Breathe, exhale, "

"Keep Istighfar three times, and you will be calm. " Ratih's advice calmed me down, before she teased me again.

"Newly want to be applied cold dryet how tomorrow married can not be strong path you Sum?"

"Especially fitting in the virgin, fainting times you,hihihi...! "

with a wide laugh until his teeth are neatly lined up it is clearly visible.

"You really have the heart of e Rat, not nenangin me, even make me stress. "

I said angrily while hitting his shoulders. Ratih is still giggling.

Eventually Aji's entourage and her family arrive in the living room and the event is about to begin.

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Mr. Marwan will represent my family for a welcome.

He is the eldest brother of the father, Pakde lives in a village next door which is about two hours by car.

**Connected author can not be in Java we skip ajala yaa🤭***

The event went smoothly and occasionally interspersed with jokes of the parents.

Some of the luggage from Aji's mas has been moved into my room, including the handover money.

He said this is just it, if the complete default tomorrow fitting ijab kabul event.

The application does not use the ring installation event, because the event is duplicated that is a proposal at once.

The ring is for tomorrow's dowry, so it's fitting right after kabul ijab.

After the end of the event we ngadem first in the backyard.

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Here I and Aji mas, sitting together in front of a fish pond, the pond is made by the father and not too big.

We no longer know where to go, in the main room and crowded courtyard.

We need to talk both.

After a long time of not meeting and no bond between us, I need an explanation why Mas Aji would propose and then marry me.

Although I had harbored a long time of feeling and despair for him, I also needed to know whether he was doing this on the basis of impulse or some other impulse.

There was still no one to start a conversation between us other than greeting each other a few minutes ago.

Every now and then I glanced at him, and unintentionally our glances clashed, creating a wave of shame but will.

"Yes..! "

"Daddy..! "

We call at the same time.

Then a charming smile was created, which I had not seen in the face full of charisma for a long time.

The owner of that smile will be mine in a matter of hours.

I really feel like I'm in a dream.

And if I did, I wouldn't wake up, I'd be afraid of losing that smile. Or, lose the owner of his smile?

Thumbs in a shake-yang, thumbs wiggled..

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