The Unconsidered Bungsu

CHAPTER 76 Preparation

" This is why there are rambutan fruit with the same stickiness, who brings it ? Joni what Aira." I heard the voice of mother wondering from the middle room.

" Aira who brought, he said souvenirs from his grandmother Raka who was in Jogja Sleman. If Joni came home last night with a little plastic bag. It was also brought to the room." Dad explained to mom. Last night when I came home my mother was already asleep.

I just opened my eyes glancing towards the wall clock, at 4:55 . It's noon, but why don't you wake me up ? I got up and left the room.

" Why didn't you wake up Aira ?" I asked my father who was opening the window. Dad looked at me and smiled.

" So Dad opened your room but you seem really tired. That's why I don't wake up, I think you'll wake up by yourself." Dad gave a reason. I'm smiling too.

" Yes dong, Daddy's son may not pray," I said as I walked to the bathroom, rushed wudhu continued to pray Fajr.

After the prayer I took a broom in the kitchen to clean all the rooms. " Last night home at what time, have you told me not to go out at night ? " The mother who was cooking rice for sale immediately asked me.

" No Buk. Actually at 7 pm has gone home, but directly to Raka's house because it was built by her sack. That's why it was put at home. Eh even I was invited to chat with Ms. Harti, telling her family who gave me that gift." I explained to Mom why I came home late.

" By the fruit of the rambutan is the same longish, what else is the harvest ? Where were you going yesterday ? " ask mom again while continuing her work.

" Raka took me to her grandmother's house in Sleman, she's Harti's aunt. The land is full of fruit trees. Yesterday it was no longer the harvest but his grandfather deliberately picked it for souvenirs. It was still a small meal. A lot of it, until it is hard to carry. Good thing Raka's motorbike is big."

I look happy to hear my story. Then I went ahead to clean the house. While Mbak Nia and mas Joni also again pray.

At 6.00 am mom went to the shop all together with Joni mas. I myself completed my task first and then cleaned up and prepared to follow to the food stall.

" Sri, there is good news ! " knock me as soon as I get to the stall and get into the kitchen. Not to forget I brought a little rambutan and longan for Madam Sri. He who was frying bananas immediately turned his head.

" Tumben tells me first, usually if it's not me who doesn't want to tell." Sister Sri even insinuated me.

" Hehehe sorry, if this one is really good news. Must be told to someone else let me know that I'm in the middle of bahaaaaa giaaa." I say happy with pressure.

" Okay happy again, but help mom first in front. The customer has come." Sister Sri asked me out to serve the buyer.

" Waduuh, this tumben also want to be told and even ngusir," chirped me while coming out of the kitchen. We also did not chat again until the stalls began to be a bit quiet visitors.

While washing dishes mbak Sri opened the conversation. " What's the good news ? " ask him to look at me. I was enjoying my breakfast.

" Good news, yesterday I was proposed," I whispered with a small laugh. Sri Mama stopped her activities. He looked surprised until he widened his eyes.

" Whataa ? That's right Mrs Aira.," she cried stifled. I nodded, "Yes, proposed to her in the garden.. Very romantic, rich in soap operas." I told him while recalling yesterday's events.

" Where's the ring." Sister Sri pulled my hand and looked around for maybe a new ring I was wearing. But still I only wear one ring my mother gave me.

" There is no Sri Ma'am, Raka said he was in mourning for marriage. That's why I haven't been able to give you a ring. Yesterday, however, was not an official proposal. I don't need that myself, it's important that he sincerely proposes to me." I explained to Madam Sri to understand.

" Yes right, I used to not wear a ring when applied to Jarwo mas. What matters is that after marriage she's in charge of making a living." He also told me about his experience when he married.

" Raka said the ring was tomorrow if it was a wedding. Even if there is no problem. Rightly you said Ma'am, the important thing is that he works," I said confirming the statement of Mbak Sri just now.

" Don't know yet, I think Raka needs to talk to her family first. There were his grandmother and grandfather too. I haven't told you mom and dad myself." I finished my breakfast and I washed the dishes in the sink.

" That's mumpung mama again breakfast, say it now," suggested mbak Sri. I looked forward, my mother was having breakfast.

Ma'am Sri took a lap and went out to clean the table. Not long after the mother finished eating and went into the kitchen to wash her hands.

" Buk, yesterday Raka proposed to me when we played to Jogja." I ventured to talk to Mom. He looked towards me. " Oyeah, I could suddenly do that. You keep on taking ?" ask mom to know. He sat on the kitchen bench, and I sat next to him. Mom's face is flat, I'm afraid mom objected.

" It's not sudden, Raka had planned a few days before. I think why also long courtship. You see, our relationship has been over a year, fearing it will become a neighbor gossip .So yes I accept."I was also straightforward.

Mother was silent for a moment, then continued her question," Then her official proposal when ? " I'm a little relieved because her expression is a bit brighter.

" Not knowing Buk yet, but soon he will ask permission from his parents, as well as his grandparents," I replied excitedly.

" Then we'll just wait for news from Raka. Later I also want to convey it to your father," said the mother while rising from her seat.

" So mom agrees if I marry Raka ? " many more. I saw in front of the Sri mbak serving buyers. He didn't want to interrupt my conversation with my mother.

" If you have accepted it, I agree. The important thing is that he's really in charge of supporting you and being able to meet your needs." Mother's message can not be separated from material affairs. But let it be, every parent has different thoughts. Mother came out and then Sri went in with dirty eating utensils.

" How did Aira mbak, mother's response to mas Raka's application ? " ask him to directly poke me while washing the dishes in the sink. I was going to help her but my mom told me to go shopping.

Jesus ! I forgot I wasn't shopping. So happy and excited about the proposal. I hurried to get the money my mother gave me and walked to the market. Go straight to Sumi's kiosk.

" Tumben has a new afternoon here, kirain was not selling." exclaimed Sumi when I almost arrived at his stall. It just so happened that he again sat back and did not serve the buyer.

" Yes, understand again the flowery so forget everything," I replied in poetry.

" Ciyeee whose heart is flowering again, is there a pa anyway ? " ask Sumi kepo. I've brought Raka here a few times, so she knows a little about my love story.

" There's ajaaa, tomorrow you'll know." I teased Mbak Sumi to be curious.

" Aah wants to get married, right ? Guess what, I used to be young and have been dating hehehe." He laughed chuckling. Turns out he can guess, but I mean make him wonder.

" Yeee knows Sumi, it's ah ! Here the catetan continues to quickly prepare the groceries. It's noon and it'll be kesorean." I switched the conversation.

" Huuuh, you yourself are misfortune why I was told to hurry. Tomorrow if it's getting married more bad luck again must be haha ! " I even became a material mbak Sumi Untung her husband again came out, if there would be shame me.

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So, then go on again, yes !

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