The Sweetest Feeling's

Homehouse

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"Lu know Neng? This if for example to other boutiques may not order mepet gini accepted. How the hell did your son think?" The voice from the phone conversation sounded loud.

"Yes, that's why I went to Cece, I'm welcome." Sofia answered.

"And you're lucky to have received me, try if the owner of the boutique is not me? Want you to give me a billion not to be raped!"

"Yes, Ce. Thanks." Thanks."

"Lu'm sure the dress size is the same as in Darren?"

"Yes, the least bit of an avalanche."

"Daryl is bigger?"

Sofia glanced at her second son.

"A little, Ce."

"Wife-to-be?"

"Smaller than Rania."

"Goddess …."

"If you want maybe they'll be there tomorrow?" Sofia.

"No need. I want to work now. Anyway if I meet the Daryl, put even me omelin tuh son! Bother it!"

Sofia laughs.

"Don't laugh! Your son's the one who's been asking for mercy. Get married like Anya for ice cream!!"

"Yes, Ce. Indeed indeed.

"Yes, I'm the same kid who used to work his clothes so that they can be made on Sunday."

"Thank you Ce?"

"Why don't you thank me? I still accept this wedding dress order." Cece is still nagging.

"Yes, Cece is the best." And then the conversation ended.

"okay." Sofia put her phone on the table.

"What else do you want after this? Preparation is 90 percent and everything is confirmed to go according to plan. Except the kabul ijab that will last twice." The woman spoke again.

"Just continue as planned. Don't change anything. It's just her marriage that's growing, right?" Daryl with his ease.

"What about the invitations? There's only Darren and Kirana's names on it." Dygta spoke up.

"It's not a big deal, brother. It's the same."

"Well then, but don't make this a problem someday huh? It's your fault for getting married like this."

"It's okay, the important thing is getting married." Daryl laughs.

"Of course it's okay, you just take it right!" Daryl patted his second sister's head.

"Well, why not use it?" answer Daryl again.

"Believe Nania, we will not discriminate anyone in this family. But because Daryl was this sudden, your marriage became as if differentiated." Sofia to her son-in-law.

"Umm .. It's okay. But this time is really? Not ready for anything." Nania answered.

"Ah, about that leave it to Galang" said Daryl who leaned on the head of the sofa.

"Just what kind of job are you, what kind of work is he lacking?" Dimitri.

"Hahaha, it's okay if he can't. There's Regan." The man sent a message from his cell phone.

"Is it done? Guests ask you." Arfan went upstairs to check.

"Everything has agreed." Dygta approached her husband.

"What deal?" 

"There are two marriages at once." He was in the hands of that man.

"Seriously?"

"Yes. So prepare yourself for the next surprise" said Dygta who pulled Arfan back downstairs where the party was still going on. Followed by everything in the room.

"This is a dream? In two days I'll be your wife?" Nania and Daryl walk at the back.

"Hahaha, this is real Malyshka, this is real." The man laughed.

"But who will marry me? Don't you exist?" They stopped at the end of the stairs.

"Can use a judge if there's no family from your father."

"Keep, does the family have to come?"

"Mm .. if there is."

"But I only have a mother. Don't know if there's another family."

"It's okay, your mother's enough."

"Mom should come?"

"He's your parents, right? Yes, if you can."

"Mh …."

"Let's go back down?" Daryl stretched out his hand while looking at the girl who had changed clothes with the one that was not as open as before.

Nania was silent for a while.

"Come on! Will be alright. Don't worry." said Daryl, reassuring.

"My promise?"

"Yes." Yeah." The man nodded his head.

"I don't have anyone. And by getting married that means I give up my life with you. Later I become dependent and everything is related to the Father."

"Yeah, so? My parents were too. Then where's the problem?"

"Father will be responsible for my life and all that is related to me."

"Yes, it's a husband and wife, isn't it?" answer Daryl.

"Oh, husband and wife!!" He chuckles. Just called it I was already pounding!!" The man rubbed his chest.

"So come, we will live it together from now on" he said again, then grabbed Nania's hand and led her down.

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They stared at a simple two-story house in a densely populated settlement on the outskirts of Jakarta.

Nania decides to tell her impromptu marriage to her mother who is the only family she has.

Obviously after a long conversation with Satria and Sofia, who advocated doing so.

"Remember Mama, whatever the outcome we must remain in front of your mother. He is your parents, after all." Daryl fused their fingers to strengthen Nania.

"It doesn't matter, it's not him who's getting you married. We just need to appreciate his existence."

"Mh …."

"Come, hurry. It's hot" said Daryl, whose face was flushed.

Then they enter when the door opens and Mirna appears in the doorway.

The woman did not say much and her face was flat after listening to her daughter's speech, which Daryl occasionally smeared. He listened more and decided to just accept it. Especially after knowing who he was facing.

There was no discussion of anything he had thrown out other than accepting his daughter's decision.

"If you want, someone will invite Mother da Om Hendrik here. Don't worry, everything's ready." Nania ended the conversation.

"All right." That's all Mirna said.

"Can you wait here? I'm gonna grab something first?" Nania turned to Daryl who was sitting quietly on the sofa.

Then the man nodded.

Nania rushed to her room which she shared with her late grandmother which was located not far from the living room. It was right under the stairs that Daryl could still reach with his gaze.

Some photos and relics of the grandmother, including batik cloth stored in a small closet she put in a cardboard box from under the bed. Nania deliberately brought to keep reminding if there used to be family members who loved her. Although now no longer exist, but his memories will never be lost from memory.

Nania was silent at the side of the bed when Daryl checked things out.

"Is it still a long time?" The man stood in the doorway and gazed into the narrow space.

His gaze probed and he suddenly felt claustrophobic. Seeing that place that does not seem worthy to be a place for human habitation in general.

"No, it's it." Nania rubbed her wet eyes. 

It was still fresh in his memory when he found the old woman lying unconscious on the floor. 

"Let's go home?" invite Daryl who lowered his head when entering the room that Nania called the room to pull her out.

"I .. pamit, ma'am." Nania told her mother.

Mirna nodded her head without saying a word. I don't know at this moment how she feels she doesn't understand. There was a little bit of sadness, too. But the rest is dead. Perhaps his heart was dead even to feel affection towards his own daughter.

He stared at Nania's back which Daryl embraced until they came out of the yard.

"I... Can you stop by somewhere?" Nania opened her voice after being silent for quite a while.

"Where?" asked Daryl who did not let go of his hand.

That day he even chose to use a driver to take them to visit several places.

"To father's grave, continue to the old house."

"Well, why can't you?" answer the man.

"You hear Regan?" he said to the driver.

"Good Sir." Then the man drove his vehicle to the place Nania mentioned.

"I'm fine, don't worry. Now I'm safe." Nania squatted next to her father's belly button.

"I was married, too. Do you believe it?" the girl chuckled like she was talking to a human.

"Will never be lonely again, never be alone again. There are many people, and they are fine like Ara. So you can calm down now." He tidied up the flowers he was carrying.

While Daryl let him spend as much time as he needs until the girl is satisfied to let go of his longing with his father.

"This is going to the old house?" nania said as they continued their journey.

"Hm …." And Daryl did everything he wanted.

And the last stop of the afternoon was another simple house. Located not far from the funeral Arsyad whose condition looks better than the previous house.

The atmosphere is calmer and more soothing to the eyes. 

"You're the one who came, right?" A middle-aged woman whom Nania recognized as the new owner of the house greeted. After seeing the two people standing in front of his house.

"Yes, Mom. How are you?" Nania answered.

"Well, you wanna come in?" He opened the gate.

"Can't Mom?"

"Can, please." 

Then Nania and Daryl entered the grounds. But he did not want to enter the house and just stared at the building from the outside.

The situation is now better with new paint and plants that fill every corner of the patio. Then his gaze fell on the three pots of plants he remembered was the purchase of the father.

"Your stuff is still here." The woman pointed to the corner of the terrace where Nania's mound of furniture was located.

"Yes Mom. I'll take it if there's a place? It's okay, right?" answer Nania.

"It's okay, just relax."

"Keep, if I take this plant can't I? It's dad's first." Nania pointed at the plant she recognized.

"By, please. It's yours, right?"

"Thank you." Then he immediately took out one pot of elephant ear plants and two succulent pots that had grown larger than the last he had left.

Then they say goodbye after.

"House was sold shortly after my father died. And I don't know." Nania spoke again. 

They are now on their way home to the big house.

"The money from the sale?" Daryl.

"Mother save. Some used to buy the motorcycle Bang Sandi. The rest is likely to be spent on living costs."

"Ah, guessable."

"But it's the only legacy of my father. Small, but I made it myself. And we're so frugal to have that house."

"Would you buy it again?" bargain Daryl.

"What's? No way, there are people. How can I buy it again easily? It's expensive too."

Daryl just smiled.

"Maybe if I have money." Nania put her head down on the back of the chair.

"Hm …."

"This seriousness is like a dream, I'm the ash pick-up who became a princess." her voice sounded weakened.

"Some dreams come true." replied Daryl who turned his head and found Nania had closed her eyes. And he looks exhausted.

"Come, Malyshka!" he said, who then grabbed the girl's shoulder and held her in an embrace.

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