The Thorn in the Family

Proposing

“I want to go sir, this house has sold”.

“Pul quickly pack your clothes son, let's go”. He cried out to the child, who had been roaring in his little room, enjoying all the tightness in his chest, due to the actions of his brother.

“Where are we going ma'am?, I am not ready if I have to be a bully on the streets, he shouted so loudly, accompanied by sobs of voices of Junior High School children.

The mother was unable to give an answer, sitting quietly on a bed that was no longer soft.

Randi ventured to get closer, approaching the middle-aged woman who happened to be the mother of Tari, this woman who had been able to shake her soul again for a long time.

Slowly Randi got closer, and crouched in front of Miss Marni did not forget to hold her two hands. His eyes looked at the middle-aged woman's face so pleading, while Miss Marni looked puzzled by this scene, slowly starting to slightly raise her face looking at the young man in front of her.

“Bu, stay here, in your home, the home that gives life to you all this time”.

“My mom Randy Yulidar, it has been a long time I am interested in mother daughter Bethari, bu can I have it?, make her my wife and mother for my children?”.

Ms. Marni was still silent to give no answer, so shocked to hear the words of Randi.

“Bu, I am serious with my remarks, I have long put my heart since Tari started working in Surabaya”. Randi clasped Marni's hand again, as if begging her mother to give up her child.

Silent, there was no sound in the room, Miss Marni tried to digest every verse of the word that was said by Randi.

A few minutes later.

“Do you guys know each other?”, slowly mom started to open her voice.

“Iya ma'am, we know each other”.

Mom smiled at Randi's response.

“Sit down here son, mother accepts your good intentions son, but mother cannot give more answers, let Bethari give the answer and determine everything herself”. Mom pats Randi's shoulder.

Randi nodded his head understanding what his future-in-law meant, who would not be surprised if it was so sudden like this.

“Bu stay and occupy this house, regardless of Bethari's answer to me”. Sandy gave the sweetest smile she had.

RANDY POV

My name is Randi Yulidar Pradana, I work as a young executive in one of the ice cream companies in Rungkut Surabaya. I'm the only child of Srining and Mr. Sunaryo. Incidentally my mother and father are small laundry entrepreneurs, but sdah has many branches in Surabaya. I am currently 33 years old, which is more than enough to build a household. Unfortunately, until now I am still single.

The failure to build up the love that happened to me five years ago traumatized me loving and reluctant to move forward. Yes, five years ago on my wedding day, my bride-to-be ran away with a best friend, a reality that was so heartbreaking I felt. From that moment on I became a cold and quiet man.

Years change, not a single woman can shake my heart. Various ways in doing parents and some friends and other brothers to drop with the woman of their choice, unfortunately all is nil, my heart is not tapped in the least to re-knit love.

Until a few months ago, when one of my cousins Fitri recommended his friend to be my secretary, there was a feeling I didn't know I understood either. It's just that I'm interested in him, I want to get to know him more closely. But unfortunately the shadow of past failures led me back to undo the intention to approach him. I was only able to stare from a distance, admire his whereabouts and occasionally steal his gaze.

To me she is attractive, a clever girl, her face beautiful with white skin, not too tall but well proportioned enough for the size of a woman. One that made me so interested in him, the persistence in living life, the burden he faced and the sense of filial piety in his parents.

In the distance I watched him, in the distance I looked at his face. Until I found out a few weeks ago a crumpled face and did not concentrate on work. I wanted to ask him directly but I broke it off. I'd rather find out through the path of her best friend Fitri who happens to be my cousin.

It turned out to be so heavy a burden he carried, a burden hidden behind his little smile at every meeting with people. No matter where I got my courage, I begged my parents' blessing to marry him so suddenly.

Fortunately my wish was welcomed by my parents, I also told my parents about what happened to him, about the house he was in, my father suggested to buy the house.

Without thinking long I was quick to do that, I came to his house right when the process of buying and selling the house. If I were late in a few minutes, the house would have belonged to someone else. The incredible courage I have today is that I dare to propose to a woman a second time. I don't know which force is pushing me so straightforwardly to convey my point to Tari's mother.

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Mother's Home.

“Nak should we contact Tari ya”.

Randi took his phone lala pressed the vidio call button.

It did not take long, Tari who was in Surabaya immediately answered the call.

“Assalamualaikum, there is a pack tumben vidio call?”. over there Tari is really nervous matchless, he is afraid whether he has done something wrong until the boss contacted him directly.

“Waalaikumsalam, guess where I am?”.

Dari is increasingly confused by Randi's attitude, not usually he speaks kindly. The Randi that Tari knew was a firm and cold leader.

Bethari looked around the room of the house in her cell phone screen.

“Loh sir, it's my home, why are you there?”. His eyes looked at the unbelief of a Randi there, but the reality was that Randi was at home.

“Mom wants to talk to you nak”.sounds mother's voice giving an answer.

Randi quickly gave his phone to Tari's mother.

Mother's face was clearly displayed on the screen of the phone.

“From your healthy son?”, ask mom.

“Healthy mom, healthy mom too right?”. The face of Dance over there is still with a million questions.

“Healthy also love it, this Tar son Randi came here to propose to you, but I can not give an answer to him, I just leave everything to you, how do you answer son?”.

Dance just gawked at the mother's words.

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