The Preferred Priest Candidate

Surprise For Zen 2

On the second floor of Nana's house, there are only two doors. One, a wooden door for Nana's room and the other a glass door to go to the roof garden or we can call the rooftop garden.

Nana opened the door leading to the park. Turn on the new colorful lights added by Dad this afternoon, at his request.

" Mom sat here first huh, Mumum came in for a bit. " Say Nana before entering the room, through a glass door that is directly connected to the park.

While Zen, sitting with a soft pillow in the room, which has a higher position than the garden position. A comfortable and safe place to have a dating session with Nana, the girl she misses so much in the morning, afternoon and evening.

What room is this? Although not curious, still Zen tried to peek from the glass partition that became a barrier between him and Nana.

Zen did not manage to see what Nana was doing in there, because his vision was blocked by the curtain that covered the entire surface of the glass.

" Mumum again what the hell? " While circulating his gaze on the plant is also an ornamental fish that seems to be watching him from behind the glass aquarium.

Bruaac. " Ouch! " Nana's hand was clamped by the ricecooker's cover while scooping the rice inside.

Nana deliberately keeps her yellow rice in the ricecooker, so that Zen can enjoy her rice in a warm state, amid the cold that is felt on the second floor.

" Mumum why? "

" Don't go in !!! " Prevent Nana when you see the shadow Zen will stand. " Mumum is okay, Mamam wait there! "

" Why can't you come in, Mamam will be curious, Mum...! "

" We're not muhrim yet, Mam. Time to be alone in the room! " The reason that Nana made was precisely the Zen smile.

Oh, this is Mumum's room!

I don't know what's going through his mind right now. Knowing, that the room that Nana just entered was her bridal room later, the bride's smile did not want to be separated from Zen's thin lips.

" Mom... "

The brilliance of the colorful lights in the aquarium water and in the role where he sits at this time, is quite stunning Zen eyesight. But it will feel sad if you only enjoy it alone, especially on a Sunday night like this.

" Falme, Mam... "

" So why did Mamum talk about 'Mamam' when talking to Mom? Mama is embarrassed. " Zen invites a chat, without knowing the hassles experienced by Nana in the room.

" Oh that! Why should you be ashamed? Father same Mother already know our dear call. "

" Huh??? Kok can. " Shouted Zen.

" Ouch! " Soak up. Shocked, making his knees hit the wooden table in front of him.

Not as an adult man ready to become a priest for Nana, Zen needs to keep his dignity and dignity in front of the prospective in-laws, in order to get a good impression of them. But if this is the case, it is natural that Zen is worried. Because there is a possibility, her future father-in-law is currently considering it childish, and felt to have no ability to snack Nana in the future.

" Yes Mumum told me the same story about it. " Answer Nana relaxed.

" What, Mum??? " Zen was stunned, with Nana's answer.

Zen's self-esteem seemed to fall and could not get up again.

About Mumum already what stories are the same Pakde and Bude?

Zen took a look at his every memory with Nana. Who knows there are words or actions from him that should be a disgrace that needs to be covered but there is a possibility that Nana has told both parents.

O God, Mum.don't what I will do later in the first night, you will also tell all our family members. Realize the great possibility that could happen.

Zen drowned his face on the little bental that was on his lap. Wishing it was enough to cover up the shame that kept eating away at her confidence.

Nana is used to being open to Mom and Dad. You could say, whatever Nana told them, not through the filter first. Until the trash will tell Nana to her parents. Because for him, it was not a secret that he needed to cover.

Nana appears carrying a pasmina veil that has been folded in such a way. The veil will be used to close Zen's eyes.

" What's it doing, Mum? " Without answering, Nana tied her veil to Zen's head, covering her eyes.

Zen according. Because whatever he will live for the sake of being able to please Nana.

After a while Nana returned and sat down before Zen, then untied the veil on her head.

" Taarrrraaaa !! " Say Nana excitedly.

" MashaAllah, Mamum-ku... " I looked up at the view on the table.

Mini tumpeng rice, along with cup-cakes that have been decorated with wax figures and sticks that read 'happy birthday' presented in front of Zen.

" Happy birthday, his favorite Mumum. May the age of Mamam increase, God will also add blessings in it. Amen...."

" Thank you, Mumum. " Emmmuah... Zen kissed the pillow that was still in the deck.

" Damn... Mamam what the hell? " Felt cheated. " Your mother is here ! " Pointing to himself.

" It's not there. " Pointed the pillow that made him envious, because he got what he should get from Zen.

" Mamma knows too, Mum! But want how else, the predecessor just did not come by. Forced to, Mamam vent the same pillow first. "

" Hurger? "

Nana thought, what drama should she play at this time.

Zen put the rectangular veil that had been used to cover his eyes, on his head as well as on Nana's head.

" The bell is ready, the bride is ready too. It means just wait for the predecessor. "

" Mom !!! " Continuously Nana smiled, as she occasionally pinched Zen's thigh.

Satisfied with that, Nana asks Zen to immediately eat rice tumpeng that he deliberately prepared himself for her, while still warm because it just came out of the ricecooker.

Seeing Zen scooping the cone-shaped tip of the rice, Nana prepared who knew the first spoon would be given to her. But it seems that Zen does not know about the ritual of giving the first piece, to a loved one in celebration of a birthday. Because the first spoon of rice tumpeng was in contact with his own lips.

Because there was a feeling of unwillingness, Nanapun was reluctant to watch the rice feed into Zen's own mouth.

Zen smiled, "Mumum, aaakkk. " Nana was shocked, Zen thrust a spoon right in front of her mouth. " It's not hot, Mum. It was blown with Mamam. " Zen explained, because Nana still did not want to open her mouth.

There's a pool of water in Nana's eyes, she feels bad. It turned out that Zen was sticking his spoon on his lips not to eat it, but to check the heat.

" This first bribe is for the best wife-to-be in my world. Who would be tired of cooking to celebrate the birthday of this old man. "

A romantic atmosphere was successfully created in the room's emperor. Throwing each other smiles, jokes and seduction on the sidelines of bribery actions they do. The feeling of happiness in the hearts of both is enough as a complementary dish on the night of this week.

Blizzzzz. Gludukk...

The glint that followed the bledek sound, boomed in the black sky. Jerking Nana and the house's electricity at once.

Just as the lights went out, Nana hit her head on Zen. He was very frightened, seen from how tightly he gripped Zen clothes in both hands.

Deg. deg... Blusss.

The rumbling after that came from Zen's chest, which immediately grabbed his own face, until it felt hot.

Why did the fall have to be there anyway, Mum !?! Zen sculpting. Unable to calm Nana from her fear, because she herself was not in a calm position, with the position of the fall of Nana's head on her lap. Right in a dangerous area.