
In a room large enough with a size of 3x3 room area, there was a beautiful woman who at this time was twenty-nine (29) years old, and she was, looking in the mirror with a face that looks upset, like not accepting something he will face today. She named Cyra Maisa son of a pack Rendi Wijaya with mother Desi Kurnia.
"Speed donk speed, mom and dad are waiting" said another girl who opened the door where a girl named Cyra was still staring in the mirror.
The girl who calls Cyra is the younger brother or second child of the couple Rendi Wijaya and Desi Kurnia. Her name was Jihan Maisa. A quiet girl who doesn't communicate much with her family. He is currently twenty-five (25) years old.
Unlike Cyra, is an active person, easier to get along with.
"Why should I" Cyra muttered as she walked out of her room.
"Prophey why the hell!" Cyra answered her sister's call.
When Cyra had walked out it turns out that in the guest house there were several people sitting casually on the sofa seat owned by his family. With a flat face Cyra walked towards where the people had gathered there were two parents besides her parents and a man.
"Sit down son" called Mama Cyra who was kindly talking to her guest earlier.
"Yes ma" answered Cyra.
"Om, auntie" said Cyra who was certainly polite to parents.
Cyra's sister Jihan was not seen there even though she called her brother earlier.
"You are beautiful" said the woman who was next to her mother Cyra. With his gentle smile.
"Beautiful, yes pa" the woman told her husband.
"Yes ma, it is suitable that our children choose the best" replied the woman's husband.
The woman's hair is shoulder to shoulder with natural makeup so it looks beautiful even though it seems to Cyra this woman must have turned 60 years old
"Thank you aunt" Cyra replied smilingly.
"Cyra, do you remember Lian's son?" ask Cyra's dad.
"Who's Lian?" inner Cyra.
Cyra only seemed to be shaking her head, with a small smile.
"You don't remember me" the inner man known as Lian.
"You remember Bram and Aunt Luci?" Now it was Cyra's mother who asked Cyra.
"Oh, it's not like Bram and Aunt Luci are mama's and papa's friends" Cyra replied.
"He is right and this is his son" said papa Rendi.
"Wait" Cyra's inner self, Cyra kept asking in her inner self.
"This means that fat kid who likes to follow me, when I was a kid" Cyra's slightly shuddering inner, said, he imagined a fat boy who likes to follow him wherever he goes in his childhood.
"Hi, Cyra, you forgot me" said the man who had just been silent to hear the conversation of the parents.
"Yes, I remember now" Cyra replied with her flat face.
"Cyra" call papa Rendi.
Cyra took a deep breath, what her father would tell her he already knew.
Cyra only displayed her wry smile, not giving a happy face.
"This is Lian's son who will be your husband" without getting wet again papa Rendi said it.
"Yes, Cyra, we came to propose to Cyra for our son Lian" said Bram to justify what Papa Rendi said.
"What's this fast" Cyra said in surprise.
"Cyra, lower your voice" said Mama Desi.
"Sorry ma" said Cyra softly.
"It's okay deck!" said aunt Luci.
Aunt Luci called mama Desi from the past is indeed with the name of sister or deck because the age of aunt Luci is older than mama Desi.
But unlike Cyra he does not look happy, but rather the flat face he always shows.
"Do you want to be a aunt's daughter-in-law and om" said aunt Luci.
"Cy-ra" she took another deep breath.
"Yes, Cyra wants a aunt" Cyra said in a forced tone.
The parents here know, if Cyra actually accepted this proposal by force, only Lian who always displays a face full of smiles.
Lian Gajendra is a male who is thirty-four (34) years old at this time. In her childhood she had a fat poster that liked to follow Cyra everywhere. But Lian's current appearance was already different, she looked tall and handsome. No more fat bodies.
"Thank you son" said aunt Luci.
They were all happy because at this time Cyra did not refuse to marry Lian at all.
The Flashback
The day before Cyra received a proposal from Lian.
"Cyra tomorrow papa's friend's son will come to propose to you" said papa Rendi.
"What paa?" cyra asked surprised at her powerful voice.
"Ma, is it true that you want to be betrothed?" jihan asked whispering to his mother.
"Yes, shht" Desi's mom asked Jihan to be quiet for a moment.
"No, Cyra doesn't want to be betrothed like that" Cyra said loudly.
"Cyra take care of your manners" said Mama Desi.
"But ma" said Cyra.
"Cyra still wants a career, Cyra also has a lover, besides Cyra is not yet 30 years old" said Cyra.
"Why not only the sister who was betrothed" said Cyra staring at her sister.
"Sir, I'm just starting work" Jihan said.
"You are of a very mature age to be married and your lover is a child of age still below you, his mind is only worldly and playful, he also depends on your life!" said papa Rendi. Which made Cyra speechless.
Cyra is almost at the age of three heads, where many women out there are married and have children, how not parents Cyra is worried about his daughter.
"Cyra still wants to work pa, Cyra still wants to mourn and travel pa, want to be free first" replied Cyra again reassuring her father that she did not want to get married.
"Quite Cyra, papa and mama don't want you to be seen out there virgins who don't sell, mama and papa just want you to be able to get a really nice guy like you, take care of you when mama and papa are no later" said mama Desi.
"Ma, don't say that" said Cyra softly.
"Kog, to me no ma, pa!" ask Jihan.
"You are the same" replied Papa Rendi.
"We are worried about you two, our daughter" said Papa Rendi.
"We just want the best for you and your sister" said Mama Desi.
"Cyra, horrifying mom. The man who will be your husband is a good man and you've met him!" said mama Desi.
"Who ma?" ask Jihan.
"You don't know, you were a baby" replied Mama Desi.
"Yes mom" said Jihan. I was disappointed not to get any information.
"Mom, papa just wants the best for you son" said mama Desi whose eyes began to tear up wanting to cry.
Not having the heart to see her mother cry, Cyra finally agreed to what her mother and father said, but she will find a way how about the marriage later.
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