The Story of Dara

CHAPTER 69. Home Thanksgiving

Day H is the celebration of Erfan and Dara's new home.

The living room wall clock in their new house is already pointing to the number nine, the morning sunlight began to crack in shining their yard that looks very beautiful.

Mr. Subrata has come since morning blind by bringing Bi Minah to help the busyness of his son-in-law and son in preparing his Thanksgiving event.

Both Dara's parents and his sister Dira also have come almost simultaneously with the arrival of Mr. Subrata.

There was the sound of the chant of the holy Quran being recited by a middle-aged woman who was sitting in the living room that had been dirasi red carpet with flowers, accompanied by Dara, and the, Ms. Selfi and her sister Dira are waiting for the guests to arrive.

While Erfan, Mr. Subrata and Mr. Herman choose to welcome guests on the terrace of the house, sitting together among the many chairs that have been prepared while chatting lightly enjoying a snack that has been arranged on the table.

"Assalamualaikum" said Clara and Nathan compact when entering the fence of the house.

"Waalaikumsalam," answered Erfan, Mr. Subrata and Mr. Herman compactly before standing up from their seats to welcome the arrival of Nathan and Clara.

Nathan and Clara kissed Subrata's hand before shaking Erfan and Herman's hand.

"Congratulations Fan, I'm glad you finally bought a house." Nathan teased his best friend.

"Track you? want me to buy all your houses?" erfan's reply created the laughter of Mr. Subrata and the others.

"How are you Than? Cla?" asked Mr. Subrata in between his laughter looking at Clara and Nathan alternately.

"Okay Om, Alhamdulillah. Don't know that Brother Nathan, it might be bad." replied Clara slightly glanced at her brother.

"You sick Than? asked Mr. Subrata to look at Nathan.

"Yes Om is heartbroken because singles continue," Nathan replied laughing provoking another laugh.

"You're Than never changed before, still the screen is not cross." Said Mr. Subrata again withholding his laughter.

"Know Than, Cla, it's my father-in-law Mr. Herman." Erfan introduced his in-laws followed by a polite nod of Nathan and Clara looked at Mr. Herman.

"Where are you, brother?" clara looked at Erfan.

"By the inside, just enter" Erfan replied.

"I'm going to go in first, huh, Om? pamit Clara looked at Mr. Subrata and Mr. Herman alternately before stepping his feet into the house.

"Aren't you coming in, Than?" erfan asked Nathan.

"I'm here, who knows there's a beautiful girl passing in front of the fence" Nathan said before sitting in the chair followed by Erfan and the others.

Meanwhile, in the guest room Dara moved from her seat to welcome the arrival of Clara.

"Congratulations Ra?" clara shook Dara's hand before hugging and kissing the right and left cheeks of the woman her sister had once been expecting.

"Thank you, Cla, come sit down." Said Dara inviting Clara to sit on the carpet, gathering with the others.

Fifteen minutes had passed, all the many invited guests had already arrived. The living room that was once quiet now looks crowded filled with friends, relatives and neighbors from Erfan and Dara.

"Assalamualaikum," said Mama Eri approached Erfan Pak Herman and others who were still sitting on the porch of the house.

"Waalaikumsalam," answered the compact everyone who heard the greetings from Mama Eri.

Erfan gave a smile before standing up and welcoming Mama Eri, shaking the hand of the woman who was very close to his wife.

"Om Gani isn't coming with Auntie?" erfan asked to see Mama Eri who was shaking hands with everyone around her.

"The God's father had another event in his office so he couldn't come along. Aunty here also delivered the same God because the Aunt driver is on vacation" replied Mama Eri staring at Erfan.

"Aunty come in first, Fan? "say Mama Eri before nodding her head with a smile looking at everyone around Erfan.

"Iya Auntie please come in there Dara inside" said Erfan welcome Mama Eri, see the departure of Mama Eri before turning his eyes towards the fence.

Erfan's eyes were fixed on a black sedan car that was still stopped in front of the fence of his house, "Just a minute Pa, Dad!" said Erfan Still standing before stepping his feet out towards the fence of the house.

It appeared that a man he knew, a man who had once inhabited his wife's heart space was sitting on the steering wheel with a flat gaze towards him.

"Aren't you in?" erfan said with a flat look.

"Do you want to show off your new home?" said Dewa while turning off the engine of his car that is still on.

Erfan raised both eyebrows with both hands crossed in front of the chest "Did you not want to see the condition in my house? maybe you want to buy a house here? beside our house." - Erfan.

"Sad." The grunts of the God thumped his lips before closing the windshield of his car, after which he opened the door of his car and walked out to approach Erfan.

Erfan again stepped his feet into the house with followed by the God who walked behind him.

The god was silent for a moment when his bead of eyes collided with Mr. Herman, Dara's father who used to be very good to him but did not approve of his romance. "How are you doing Wa?" asked Mr. Herman to sit in his place, looking at the God who was looking down kissing his hand.

"Okay Om, Alhamdulillah," answered the god politely before shaking the hands of those around him.

"Let's sit down, please" said Mr. Subrata pointing to the empty seat next to Nathan.

With a smile God nodded his head before sitting next to Nathan, circulating his gaze throughout the courtyard of the house that looks very Asri with architecture that is very in accordance with his preferences.

"Wasn't he," said the God inwardly as he looked at the woman in a knee-length sea-blue dress who was walking into the fence in tandem with the middle-aged man.

"Assalamualaikum" said Mr. Setya after entering the fence of the house, throwing his sincere smile at everyone who had turned his head towards him.

"Waalaikumsalam," replied Mr. Subrata and others compact.

"At last you came too Yes, come here sit here," said Mr. Subrata stood up and invited his best friend to sit down.

"Hi Fan," Rania waved her hand looking at Erfan.

"You don't want to welcome my arrival Fan?" rania said spoiled before sitting in a chair near Erfan, making everyone stare at him, especially Mr. Herman who did not know who Rania was also feeling strange with the attitude of Rania who tends to be flirtatious to her daughter-in-law.

"Roman! in there!" mr. Setya said to Rania, making Rania move her lips to look at her papa who really does not understand her feelings.

"What are you?" rania's mouth twitched her eyes at Nathan, who was laughing at him.

"Aren't you.." Rania's sentence was cut off pointing to God.

"It's in there." said Setya again.

"Ihh" Dengus Rania was annoyed, jerking his feet to the floor before standing up and walking into the house.

Dara who was sitting sweetly while listening to the chants of the holy Quran was surprised by Clara's reluctance sitting beside her.

"Look at Ra" said Clara slowly as Dara turned to look at her.

Dara sighed for a moment as she turned to look at Clara. "Why did he come here?" said Dara in my heart.

With her heavy heart Dara forced herself to stand up and approach Rania who was standing in front of the main door while circulating her gaze to see the atmosphere of her new home.

"Please enter Ran," said Dara after standing in front of Rania.

"Good is your house Ra!" rania kept her eyes out.

This house should be my home with Erfan," said Rania again turned her eyes to stare cynically Dara.

"Do we need to jotos here Ran?" said Dara slowly no less cynical looking at the caterpillar woman who always wanted to disturb her husband.

Rania smiled cynically in response to Dara's sentence, "Is this how you greet Ra's guests? invite him to jotos in the midst of your many other guests?"

"Oh Allah.Give me extra patience." Inner Dara when she meets Rania, trying to resist the annoyance that has lodged in her heart.

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