Throw Your Ex In His Place !
Epi45
Today Dara is a half-day work permit. Mama has picked him up with Mr. Yogi. Mama wants to take Dara to the salon to look beautiful in front of her future husband and future in-laws later tonight.
The car drove to a Mall where there is a salon subscription Mama. They were welcomed by the hairstylists at the salon.
The treatment process began. From thinnedicure, then facials, then creambath to hair styling.
Finished playing in the salon now Mama invites Dara to look for clothes. From one store to another Mama looking for the most beautiful dress for her beloved daughter.
Finally Mama dropped the choice on a beautiful light blue dress. Sleeveless brocade dress with length up to below the knee gives a graceful impression to Dara.
It was getting late in the afternoon that Mama and Dara decided to end their hunt at the Mall.
Evening is approaching. The time of the wall of Dara's house almost shows seven o'clock at night. Dara's heart is getting faster.
" Ma, when Papa used to sleep with Mama, how did Mama feel? Deg-degan no?" Dara said while helping to arrange the dining table.
" Of course it's degan baby. Wh why? You're also stubborn?"
" Yes, Ma. I deg-degan really. It feels jumbled. There's a sense of senility, there's a sense of groin, there's a fear too, Ma. How's dong, Ma?"
" Silent baby. This is just a second family meeting not a kabul ijab event. Just relax, baby." Mama hugged Dara's shoulder.
Drrta! The incoming message from brother Ardi.
" Brother Ardi has arrived, Ma. It was in front of the gate, he said. Haduuha... How is this, Ma? Get this worse."
Mama just smiled to see her daughter was wrong.
" Heyuk's coming with Mama to greet them in front."
Mama holds Dara's hands that have started to cool to the front door.
Tong! Bell rings.
Chequek! Papa opens the door.
" Assalamu'alaikum..." Said Adit's Father.
" Greetings wa'alaikum.." Answer Papa.
" Please come in sir, ma'am...Let's go, son."
" Thank you, sir.." Said Adit's Father.
" Let's sit down. I'll call Dara and her Mama." Just now Papa turned over Mama and Dara have arrived in the living room.
" This is his son."
Dara was unable to look at Ardi's brother, so she just stared at Adit's father and Heni's mother.
" lloo..Um, Auntie.." Dara greets both of Ardi's parents.
" Hello darling.. You're so pretty tonight.. Right, Di?" Heni's Mother's question made Ardi aware of her daydream.
" Uh? Yes, Madam.."
It turned out that Ardi's eyes were fixed on Dara. He was amazed to see the woman in front of him. Hair that is always pigtailed horse is now left unraveled, further adding to the impression of ayu.
" Something seems to be fascinated.." Tempta Adit's Father.
" Haha.." Both father and father laughed at Ardi's behavior.
" Here Mama sits next to Papa. Dara you're sitting here too." Said Papa pointing at the empty sofa beside his right.
" Dara is sitting here with aunty." Said Heni's Mother.
Then Dara walked over to the empty sofa on the left side of Heni's mother. Now Ardi and Dara sit facing each other, but still Dara does not dare to see the front row. His eyes were only going to Papa.
" I introduced myself first. My name is Malik Irham Kusuma, the father of Dara. And this is my wife Kartika." Papa introduced himself.
" Malik Kusuma's? One of Pak Wawan's confidants from Cahayagroup at sector B branch office? Am I right?" Ask Adit's Dad.
" If as a confidant.it is not also sir, I only carry out the task according to procedure. But I'm sorry you know I work at Cahayagroup? Who is this father?"
" Haha.. Turns right. I was afraid of wrong people. We met a while ago. About two or three weeks ago the conference at the BI hotel. I'm Setyo Aditia Bratha."
" Oh my God. Sorry Sir..Sorry I didn't recognize you. I was too excited to meet the family of the person who wanted to propose to my son. So I didn't recognize my father. Again forgive me, sir."
" Just relax Mr. Malik, this is a family event not an office event. Ahaha.."
" That's right, Mr. Malik." Heni's mother replied with a smile.
" His introduction seems to be over now. Let's go straight to the dining table.. Food is ready to be served." Mama Tika.
" Let's Mr. Adit, we're the dining room now." Papa Malik invites the Ardi family.
They headed to the dining room led by Papa Malik. Followed by Adit's father, then Heni's mother while hugging Dara's arms, Mama Tika, and Ardi walked in the back row.
" Please sit down, sir. Hopefully the food served in accordance with the taste of Pak Adit family. Please enjoy, sir, Mother, let's have Ardi please." Papa Malik.
" Come on, son Ardi. Which one do you want to eat? Dara will help me prepare." Said Mama Tika.
" No need for aunt. I can take it myself."
They enjoyed their dinner by not talking while eating. Dara felt that her movements were being watched so that she could not devour her food properly.
" It seems like the bride-to-be has no appetite for food. Or feeling nervous about not being able to open your mouth?" Adit's father teases Dara.
" Uhuk! Uhuk! " Dara who was raising her glass suddenly choked because she heard Adit's father say.
" Geez, Dad. Don't be teased! Pity Dara her face to such red." Bela Ibu Heni's.
" Haha...Mr. Malik, your daughter is very sweet. Oh yeah, I happen to be engaged tomorrow my niece. And all my extended family gathered in that ceremony. Well, that means I want permission from Mr. Malik and Ms. Tika to let me take Dara to B city with us. I think it's the right time to introduce Ardi. How, Sir?" Said Adit's Father.
" I actually agree. Just please. Mumpung extended family gathering all introduced. But, it's up to Dara. Is the child coming or not?" Answer Papa Malik.
" How come baby, you want to come, right?" Ask Heni's mother.
" Want aunty!" Answer Dara.
" Ok! Tomorrow morning Ardi will pick you up. Isn't that right, Di?" Said Adit's Father
" Yes, Dad." Answer Ardi.
" Ok! Then let's leave them both first. They must have wanted to talk to both of them. Mr. Adit, come with me to enjoy a cup of coffee in my study."
Papa Malik and Adit's father went to chat in the study. While Heni and Mama Tika chat in the tv room. Dara invites Ardi to sit on the bench on the back porch beside the park.
" How is Ardi now? "
" Thank God has improved. The stitches have already begun to dry."
" Thank God, then."
Silent. Dara was confused what else to talk about. Dara plays her fingers.
" No more playing with his hands."
" Hmm?" Dara looked towards Ardi's brother.
Czechoslovakia! Ardi's sister captured a picture of Dara with her cell phone.
" Look! This is your expression again misbehaving." Ardi showed me the picture.
" iii... What the hell, brother? Delete the picture.." Dara tried to reach Ardi's phone. But it was precisely his hand that was now caught by Ardi.
" I will not remove it. Now this photo has become a profile photo in your contact. So from now on if you call me this picture appears." Ardi clasped Dara's hand.
" Tomorrow will you release?"
" Hmm.." Dara nodded.
" I picked it up around 8 a.m. Let's not get hot on the road." Said Ardi.
" Mm...Ra's.."
" Why brother? "
Seeing Dara's other appearance than usual really makes Ardi fascinated. Ardi looked at Dara's eyes deeply. Ardi swallowed his saliva.
Same with Dara. The man who had been left untouched for himself was now clasping his hands tightly.
They look at each other. Without realizing their faces were approaching each other. Almost without a cleft lip they almost touched.
" Dara! The ardi! "
