The Unconsidered Bungsu

CHAPTER 125 Father's Feelings

" Dad, we'll go to KUA. Mr. Yusuf said that marriage registration must be with his guardian." I delivered Mr. Joseph's message to my father. He just got back from the mosque.

" yes. Now you eat first just the same son Raka, out of it pray .I change clothes first" said my father.

" Good Well. Let's eat first ! " I called Mas Raka in the living room.

" Just you, I'll eat at the stall earlier" he said.

" Well then I'll get you a drink, what kind of hot chocolate would you like ? " tanyaku offer.

" It's like white water in the afternoon, I want to pray first." He also went for ablution.

After eating and praying I first tidied up my clothes, do not forget to fix the makeup of the face that has faded since this morning.

" Don't Aira for long, it's not good for Yusuf to wait." Mas Raka rebuked me.

" Day and date have been set, son Raka, is it certain right ? " ask dad reminding.

" Already sir, I also told my mother at the stall. According to my grandfather that good day, Thursday is May 9." Mas Raka told me.

" So I agree, all days are good. Because Raka's son still has grandparents, yes we just obey the older ones. " Dad said wisely.

" Dad left first with Raka, then later return to pick up Aira," proposed Mbak Nia who just came out of his room.

Father and Raka who sat on the terrace also left. Not until five minutes mas Raka has returned and we leave after saying goodbye to Nia.

Until in the village Joseph was ready with his motorbike. Dad stood beside her.

" We just take the angkot or you want to drive back and forth, Raka son ? " ask dad.

Raka did not have time to reply to Mr. Yusuf interjected, "Bapak is just me, so that Raka does not need to walk twice." He offered to piggyback on Dad.

" You are the same as Hari" said the father again.

" No, Mr. Revelation, it's enough, Mr. Joseph. I take care of the office, hehe ! " sut mas Hari joked.

Without buying time again we four go to KUA. The staff welcomed him friendly. Dad even immediately asked one of the rulers he knew, who he said used to marry Mbak Rina and mbak Tika.

" O Mr. Basuki, he is retired" said the officer who was serving us.

" Now, it's appropriate when my son number 4 married the predecessor is no longer him. I twice met the marriage of the first son the same second." Dad told me.

" Dad already, the business will not be finished if the officer is invited to chat," I reprimanded before the father increasingly ngidul ngidul his words.

Dad's habit if you meet other people, always want to invite conversation and do not see the situation. Understand parents, especially fathers have long retired so rarely leave the house. Once out there is much to be revealed.

About half an hour officers questioned us and recorded it in the ledger. The date and day are set. When the officer asked if the marriage agreement would be read by the future husband, I immediately said, "Yes sir, it must be read ! "

Mas Raka turned my head while smiling, I smiled too. The officer agreed and took note. He showed the marriage agreement that must be read by Mas Raka later after the marriage contract.

It reads, among others, After my marriage contract (name) bin (name) promised with earnest will concern my wife as well as possible and so on.

Not all prospective husbands have to read the agreement, but I want Raka mas read it. To convince my heart if he really married me and would make me happy. He doesn't mind either.

" Thank you, sir, if you'll excuse me." Mr. Yusuf replied and said goodbye. We all shook hands and left this place.

Arriving in front of the village again, father came down and walked away from me and Raka mas.

" Where to go, let Mas Raka take you home. I'm just walking ! " i called and half ran after my father.

" You go home there, or to the stall again. I'm going to Uncle Hardi's." Dad told me to leave him.

" What do you want to do there ? I said you can't go far. Tomorrow, invite them online. " I prevented Dad from leaving.

Uncle Hardi is the younger brother of the father whose house is still one city but different subdistricts with us. Even so we rarely met, only if there was an important event. Hardi's uncle, a retired policeman, had four children. His daughter's son works out of town, at home there is only his youngest daughter who is unmarried.

" Uncle Hardi is my father's sister and his house is also not far away, still in town with us. Dad's going there also has no intention of inviting, just want to let him know that soon my job is done.. All of my sons are married. Whether he wants to attend or not. " Dad said proudly.

But I'm worried that Dad really went to Uncle Hardi's house. You see, for a long time I did not travel let alone ride a public vehicle alone. But I can not prevent, it is also impossible for me to ask mas Raka to take him. Dad certainly didn't want to. Maybe dad is kangen and wants to celebrate.

" Yes, I'm careful. Or how do I take a taxi online? " tarku.

" Don't take an angkot. Dear money, I'm just alone, '" said the father.

" It's up to you, this makes the cost of the vehicle later. Later if you go down do not have to rush, be careful anyway ! " message me again.

Raka and I intend to accompany until there is an angkot, but my father refused and told me to leave. I finally followed it, understand the old man. We also went home first to return the family documents that had been copied.

" Mr Nia, I went straight to the food stall. That was me going to Uncle Hardi's house. I prevented but still mgeyel, he said just wanted to meet and tell me that soon the task of father as a parent is complete. Don't know what it means. " I told Nia not to look around. I forgot to put the family documents in the closet.

" Haduh dad's all right. Maybe his feelings are relieved and satisfied, because the five children are married means that the task is done. Continue to now want to mamerin to uncle Hardi, right Sita has not been able to mate until now, hehehe ! " sahut mbak Nia to chuckle.

" Yes, hehehe ! " my reply also chuckled. Sita's uncle Hardi's youngest daughter. She was as old as Nia but her school was first because Nia was late.

" Ah ah I want to go to the stall, "cetus I then leave mbak Nia who was watching FTV. Arkana fell asleep on the couch.

" Where to go now, if you go to the stall I think the responsibility is late afternoon too. To my house, yuk ! " take Raka with you in the middle of the trip.

" When they wait for me, how? " i'm not sure. I'm afraid I'm angry if I don't go to the shop.

" Halah, I also understand that you are again taking care of marriage registration. There is already mbak Sri kan, "persuade him again

" Okay," I said, then clung my arms around her waist. He also held my hand in his stomach.

Relieved, finally, the happy day is coming. Can't wait to sit in the pelaminan with mas Raka.

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