Waiting At the End of Dusk

Waiting At the End of Dusk
lovemaking



Sita looked into her parents eyes. He looked at the eye bead deeply. Trying to figure out the answer in there for yourself.


Rose who understood Sita's gaze, only fell silent while cross-chested. There was a seriousness that he showed to Sita.


"You still have to accept Sulthan's proposal! but ... within a month, you should love her!" Rose said very firmly. Suddenly, both of Sita's eyes were wide.


A moment later, both of his eyebrows frowned, his breath as if stifled. Rose who realized the look on Sita's face that seemed to refuse loudly, as much as possible behaved calmly.


"Please calm down dong ... " Rose held onto both shoulders of Sita, and then she swept her shoulders to sit on the edge of the bed. Then say again, "If in one month you do not love him, you can say to Mother or Father, if you can not continue this marriage with him. Until here get it?" He raised his eyebrows. Waiting for an answer with a view that does not switch in the slightest from Sita.


Sita struggled to swallow her saliva. It was a very difficult decision for him. Not just saying it or not, but it has to be really from the heart. Sita sighed long—diam—that's what she can do at the moment.


His brain continues to work hard to continue to build confidence in himself. Because, Sita does not want this matchmaking will actually be a boomerang for her future life.


"Mother .. but Sita is the same she only met once. That was a long time ago too. Why are you so sure that she's best for Sita?" ask Sita who is trying to negotiate with her bunda.


Indeed, Sita and Sulthan, two people who had been introduced at a family meeting a few years ago. However, that was their first meeting and there was no further meeting.


Because, Sita is busy with academics as well as Sulthan who is busy with his profession as a young entrepreneur. The news of the match was also very surprising to both.


Various fears immediately approached Sita, especially the profession that Sulthan wrestled. He wasn't so sure about the man.


"Same mother I'm sure because Sulthan is the man in charge. You are aja who rarely hang out with people, try deh .. you are more open again with the people around you. Try to be confident in front of a crowd. Let those negative thoughts go away." Rose's words were like a slap to Sita.


"But, Bun .... " Sita breathed her.


"Just Mother and Father have long agreed for the marriage of the two of you. No, no, no!" Rose remains adamant about his agreement with Jundi as well as Sulthan's former parents.


"Mother ... How about Sulthan himself, does he want to accept Sita as his wife?" Sita brushed while walking, then stopped in front of a large mirror. "Look! the face of Sita is ordinary, let alone this body. Not very! Sita's appearance was not like the office worker she often saw was Bun. Pake skirt span short same tight shirt. Especially the body is so sexy!" He humbled while looking at the mother from the reflection of the mirror.


"Huss! how did you become their gibahin anyway! It's about you and Sulthan. If your mind is different from theirs, the answer is obviously you are different, Sita. Wh why? because you're more special than them." Rose was emotionally disturbed. Sometimes, he often wondered about Sita's attitude that was very closed and did not want his personal life touched even though— made him anxious and angry.


Sita made him completely speechless and difficult to say anything more. Both hands are************* the tip of the oversized shirt he wears.


"Sita, listen to me! Please .. see yourself on the positive side. You're beautiful, smart, our very kind and submissive son. You have a lot of advantages, compared to those who on average only look 'WAW' out of it." Rose tried to make Sita not feel insecure anymore.


Indeed, time with his son is almost said to be non-existent. So, because of the lack of support of both parents since childhood, Sita always felt inferior.


In fact, Sita is a smart woman and also independent. But behind all that, there is a cold attitude that he always shows to the people around him.


Sita uses more of her brain when observing and arguing about anything. But unfortunately, he had never felt in love with a man.


Slowly, there was a glimmer of spirit from within Sita after her mother gave her a 'slap' and invited herself out of her cover all this time.


Sita took a deep breath, before she finally spoke. "Alright, I will receive a dispensation from Mother."


Instantly a smile rose from both corners of Rose—'s lips a little relief was in his heart.


"Yuk, come with Mother ahead. You can get to know each other first." Rose got up from her seat. Same with Sita.


"But before that ..you change clothes, keep out of the room. Pake that already Mother ready in the closet yes ...." Rose said again as she stepped out of Sita's room and closed the door again.


"Ih Mother! why come out first? It sucks!" sita protests while snoring annoyed.


Then he frowned when he remembered the clothes that had been prepared by his mother. In fact, Sita herself brought clothes from Jakarta and still neatly stored in her suitcase.


Curious, he immediately opened the closet in his room. His eyes suddenly widened after seeing the clothes that filled his closet.


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