Trapped by My Husband's Destiny

Almost perfect

Arkan out of the room. He aligns himself with his mother. She smiles. His mother was also in a happy mood. A smile is always on the lips. Arkan embraces his mother's shoulders which are shorter than his. They came out of the room, into the dining room. But they have to pass through the front of the living room first to get to the room they want to go to.

Arkan's mother, who was wearing a long robe but did not drag to the floor, walked slowly.

"There's Nadia, Mi. He's already in the dining room. We eat with Nadia, right?" gently pull Arkan.

"Nadia...? Who...?" who's...?"

The old woman who was walking slowly squinted her eyes slightly. Trying to remember the name Arkan mentioned.

"Askan's fiancee, Mi," Arkan explained slowly.

"Ouh. Her name is Nadia. Umi forgot."

The woman laughed a little.

When they appeared behind the wall and were about to enter the dining room, Nadia looked back because she heard the movement of the footsteps who had a house.

Nadia immediately got up from her seat, walked a few steps and greeted the old woman.

"Umi, how are you?" asked Nadia politely. He kissed the hands of his future father-in-law.

"Alhamdulillah, fine... Have you been here long? Umi was praying zhuhur in the room, so you do not know if you are here," he explained. His steps stopped because Nadia was regretting it.

"Just now, Mi. Maybe fifteen minutes."

Nadia slightly lowered her head when she said that sentence.

"Come... Shall we eat together?" bargain Arkan while herding his mother to the dining table. They had to step around six steps to reach the dining table which was a bit luxurious in appearance.

Arkan's mother walked, following Arkan's slope. The man led his mother to the dining chair next to which Nadia had sat before.

Nadia followed them from behind. When her would-be-in-law sat next to the bench she was about to sit on, Nadia was a little awkward to sit on.

Arkan looked towards Nadia while sliding the chair that his mother was about to sit on. Arkan nodded and his eyebrows moved slightly downward giving the code. The code was ostensibly a sign of an order to Nadia to stay seated next to her mother and say that all would be well if sitting next to her in that chair.

Nadia captures Arkan's code well. She tries to remove the awkwardness and sits down slowly.

After guiding his mother on the dining table chair and having steady the woman's position to sit down, Arkan circled the dining table and sat down beside Fandi who was engrossed in enjoying lunch.

"Bright... Fandi is already here, "the real old woman is accompanied by a smile.

Fandi just looked at the woman and smiled slightly. He resumed his activities.

"Come, son, eaten. Eat with us, right?" haggle that woman.

Arkan immediately picked up the stacked plate on the right and directly scooped up some rice and moved it to the plate.

"This is enough, Mi?" ask Arkan.

"Mostly.reduce a little."

Arkan did as ordered.

"There is a favorite soup Umi nih, made the same Bi Minah. Wanna?" ask Arkan. He was still holding the plate but it was already filled with rice. His face looked at the old woman. Waiting.

The old woman nodded.

Arkan made the next move. Take and fill the plate for his mother with her favorite food.

"Chicken sambalnya not spicy kok, Mi. Umi can eat. Want huh?" ask Arkan. He knew his mother's taste, which is why he declared the condition of the side dishes that were already on the dining table.

His mother nodded a second time.

Arkan then placed the plate in front of his mother. He had to stand up while doing that. Arkan gave a small smile. Then he looked towards Nadia.

"Let's Nad. We eat.." soft bargain.

Nadia who was fixated to see the action of Arkan serving her mother, realized. The girl was really amazed by the man she was going to marry. Very caring. Loving and ah...

"Why are you so perfect, Mas..," said Nadia.

"Don't hesitate.just consider it your own home." Her prospective in-laws said quietly and smiled.

Nadia nodded. He was trying to adjust. On the plate was a pile of rice. Not many. He didn't eat too much. Then take the side dishes and combine them into a milk-white stone plate. Accompany the rice that he will eat.

"Said Mommy, I can stay with Om if you're married later."

Suddenly Fandi interrupted.

Nadia coughed small. Fortunately, a grain of rice did not enter his respiratory cavity. He had not started to put any food in.

"Truly?"

Arkan expressed the word with a bright face.

Nadia knew that expression was teasing to her. He doesn't want to see Arkan's face. Embarrassed.

"Later, Mommy will stay here, with us, if you are married to Om," Arkan explained to Fandi.

"Ooh. Stay here, Om. I thought I'd moved to another house. The house of Om the other one." Fandi's voice is adorable.

"Sir. We're all gonna stay here. Foursome."

"Five dong, Om, if there's a baby grandpa."

Fandi seemed to justify Arkan's wrong talk.

Nadia coughed again. He quickly picked up a glass and drank water in front of him.

Arkan complained to Fandi's head gently.

Arkan's mother smiled. And said, "Fandi. Just talked."

The woman deliberately diverted the conversation because she was sorry to see the behavior of her prospective daughter-in-law who was overwhelmed by the words of her wise grandson.

"Yes, Eyang."

Fandi continues to eat.

"Next week, right...your engagement?" ask Arkan's mother.

"Yes, Mi...."

"Where's the preparation?" ask the woman. He slowly put the rice into his mouth. His face turned to Nadia

"Alhamdulillah. Easy - I hope it goes well."

"What are we preparing for, Arkan?" ask the woman to Arkan. He was staring at his son at this moment.

"Already, Mi. Everything is ready. Sunday we just leave."

"Hopefully everything is good."

"Amen."

Arkan and Nadia answered almost simultaneously. They both look at each other and smile.

"What's the engagement, Om?"

Fandi asked back suddenly. He looked at Arkan with a very serious face.

Nadia laughed at the behavior of this boy.

Arkan's mother just smiled. He already knew the character of his clever grandson.

Arkan explained carefully but very appropriately heard by a small child. The man was very smart to choose words and strung them into sentences. The most important thing is that the 9-year-old boy understood what Arkan was talking about. Nadia sees Fandi is very smart and in the hands of Arkan, the intelligence of this boy is increasing.

They chatted in the dining room that was not too spacious. Arkan's mother tells the story of her children's childhood more often at this time. Nadia listened well. Naturally, if Arkan looks almost perfect, it turns out that the man who will become his priest was raised by a half-goddess creature.

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