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Sah—One

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The Dinda POV

"Minda! Cepet out! I'll break down your door if you don't come out! Don't be angry! Can't eat new rations tau rasa!" Shouted my mother in front of my room.

Athaghfirullah! My mother, when she was just getting angry. E... Threatened not to eat. Dinda drowned if she didn't eat.

I stomped my feet, forced to open the door and exit the room. My intention was to be angry with my mother until the match between me and the invisible creature was annulled. But I am threatened. It's not fair.

When I opened the door, my mother's ferocious face was plastered for real, scary. Makes me shudder, my mother is the most ferocious.

"Aw! Sick Mom...." Oh my God, my mother's jewels are so spicy. More spicy than sambal lado.

"This makes a brash child, pake angry all. Who would dare to be angry with mom, huh? Eat still asking, pake want to be angry. Ha's? Ha?" Mother's jewels don't slack off at all. Well, my ears feel like they're coming out.

"Amaz! Forgive me! Dinda's promise is no more!" Never mind, just give me up.

Mom stopped the jewel, looking at me still with a fierce look.

O God Ma'am, the only girl, but persecuted. Gusti, forgive me who loves my mother.

"Well, Syarif will come to the house tonight. Beautiful dandan, keep the image, do not install. And do not use the event blur, or confine in the room. Understand!?" Mom's eyes until glared, where dare I fight gaes.

I nodded stiffly, my ears still hot. Maybe red now, "yes Mom. Dinda understands." My lips pursed, clenched with Mom's actions. And mother, all my traits are inherited from mother. Sometimes surprised, mothers still often ask, whose derivative I am? Though his own derivative.

Ih, if only Father at home would have been defended me. At first, I was a spectator. Darling, he returned three days from Central Java. Emm... Mr. again looked at Mbah in Klaten, his departure was just dawn, hehe.

"Sana nyapu just as mopping, mom wants to continue cooking."

"Njeh Ma'am."

The skinny body of the mother was lost behind the kitchen wall which was just a dining room from my room. Not wanting to add to mom's anger, I looked for a broom and started sweeping.

You know gaes, it's actually still half six in the morning. And Dinda Amelia already has to stay on in housework to help Halimah.

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At seven o'clock thirty-five minutes, the sound of the motor matic stopped in front of the house.

I who was ready from earlier was upset, I thought the invisible creature did not come.

Ah, I must've been kong-kalikong this. Mom, I'm so glad to see I'm suffering.

Geck! Geck!

"Dinda, let's go. Sharif has arrived." Soft mother's voice, tumben. This must be the power of a potential ghost. Let's not think camer is fierce. Duh, I'm sorry Dinda ya ma'am, sometimes this mouth is cute.

"Yes Mom, just a minute."

I stood in front of the mirror once again, I restyled my powder, hijab, robe. Hm, perfect. Beautiful kok me, Halimah Mother is said to be a village flower. So it's the same with this one and only girl. Moreover, Mr. Widodo was handsome when he was young. So, Dinda Amelia is the right blend, not too mature nor raw. Hihahi.

In the living room, there was already Mother and Sharif. The man I was betrothed to, the proposal event was coupled with our first meeting last night.

"Here baby, sit here." Amboy Mom, now I'm called darling.

I sat on the long sofa next to my mother. While Sharif was in front of me, a small smile showed his dimples.

"Yes, I live first." I am the mother going.

Being awkward, I've never been close to men, except my family. Now it's boiling, hot all over my body. Do not get dry, if the smell. Image of dongse.

"Ehem." Kulirik Syarif is just as restless as me. Eh, has he never been with a girl? Bodo is very.

"How are you doing, Dinda?" Ugh, her voice is melodious gaes. Uh, I'm fascinated anyway.

"Ehm, thank God be good." Okay, keep calm. I said I have to keep the image.

"Alhamdulillah, have you prepared?" Who what is this?

I put on a stupid face, "who's what?"

She smiled, sweet. Kayak sugar in honey. "Well, get married. It's two weeks away."

My eyes feel like they're coming out, "what? Which really is? Why didn't you say the same mom?" Argha! I growl, Mom, why don't you talk? I'm the one who wants to get married.

"Well, that was the deal last night. Have you agreed?" Said surprised.

Iyeakah? "When do I agree?" I'm getting a lot more stupid. O Allah, do not let Sharif ilfeel.

"Yesterday, you didn't nod when Dad asked?" Obviously, I heard it immediately twisted the incident last night.

Eits, wait a minute. Don't-don't! Argha! I yesterday why the styles were angry anyway. So Gini will nod without knowing the direction.

Sharif grinned at my sad expression. O Allah, forgive the servant.

"Udah inget?" Jahil. Substantial.

I pursed a piece, "already."

"Haha, so from now on get used to calling me Brother huh?"

Eih, Brother? Norak.

"No, tacky." Reject ketus.

"Norak's? What's not so tacky?" Sharif asked while raising his eyebrows, heh would tease me huh?

"I don't know, think to yourself." I said as I folded my hands on my chest, a sign of contempt.

"Heh, can't be like Dinda. You are a future wife, if you speak politely. This Sharif will be your husband, lower your voice."

And... Mom came with a shitty face while carrying three drinks, of course Syarif who can be special. I'm just in the tea, she's milk. Not fair, actually whose mother's son is?

"Sirif, I'm sorry Mom's son? Still unstable. Come on, drink the milk first." Mom sat next to me again.

"Yes, ma'am, thank you. It's even troublesome."

And that invisible creature is smiling sweet-ass style. Just watch out!

Wait for Dinda Amelia's action.

"Delicious, same this ghost." Mother shook her hands, indicating this was not troublesome at all. Surely for a ghost.

Well, that's Mama. The same wife of my Mas-mas. Ask for mercy. Behind the fierce, it turns out the mother-in-law is good gaes.

TBC....

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