Wife Custody (Second Love)

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Flashback Keanu and Julie

POV Keanu

Julie and I arrived at the place where I picked up my future wife this morning.

Can I call it that? Wife-to-be. Sounds beautiful and makes blood rustle, doesn't it?

We got off my favorite duck bike. I deliberately brought this motorcycle to enjoy the atmosphere of a romantic night on a short trip from my home here. Julie did not hug me from behind when I was shaking, she even kept her distance from me. Still, being able to ride a motorcycle together with him feels shahdu.

Julie was surprised when I took this bike out.

"We want to ride this bike, Mommy?"

"Yes, why? You mind?"

"No, it's okay. I'd rather ride a motorcycle tau, Mas."

Just this time I met a girl I'd rather ride a motorcycle with. Where my motorbike is just an ordinary duck, not a matic motorbike or a sport bike that looks better.

If you can compare, the women who used to approach me, no one has passed the test about this bike. Everyone complains when I shake the bike, some even blatantly refuse. Makes me ilfeel, huh.

It's different with Julie. He really looked cheerful when he knew that I was going to ride a motorcycle to drive him home.

"I'm riding the bike more often, Mas. I rarely get in the car even though I can drive myself and I am given permission to bring the car at home. Riding the motor feels better, if the solid streets can still be narrow and can walk. The sensation of wearing a raincoat when the rain is irreplaceable!" the story is when we were on the trip.

Actually I do that too often. If the default to the office is not much, I prefer to ride a motorcycle.

Why do we have so much in common like this? Could we be fooled?

"Mas, come!"

I stopped my daydreams and followed Julie into her house.

In the living room of Julie's house, there were her parents. They seem to be waiting for us. Julie and I sat in front of them.

"It's Keanu, huh? I am Thunder, Julie's father. We didn't get to see you this morning, did we?"

"Yes, Om. I'm Keanu. I'm sorry, Om, I've been carrying Julie all day, from morning till night," I said carefully.

I swear, I'm so nervous. Faced with his father Julie, my future father-in-law, I felt I should not make the slightest mistake.

"Just relax, you can call Papa, just like Julie. Where have you been all day?"

"To Mas Keanu's house, Pa. This wrapped bacem to know both his father and mother Mas Keanu. His mother Mas Keanu was Javanese too, you know, Pa," replied Julie.

"Oh yeah? Where's java?"

"Agape, Om. Uh, Pa. Near Borobudur Temple," I replied rather kagok.

"Oh, yeah, Papa knows the area. Not too far from Papa. Bacem know yes? Who's cooking, Mommy?"

"My father, Pa."

Papa tasting a piece of bacem knows my family's mainstay. Suddenly he fell silent and his eyes glazed over.

"It... This taste... Exactly like the baceman taste that Papa likes."

I breathe a sigh of relief. I think there was something wrong with the food.

"Emmm.. Pa. That's.. About what Julie said in the chat with Mama." Julie switched the conversation, straight to the heart of my arrival.

"Look, Pa. L am.. I want to marry Julie. Please Papa and Mama can give consideration to my intention."

Mom and Dad looked at each other. Then they turned to Julie.

"Julie how? Want to marry Keanu?" ask Papa.

"For Mama, the important thing is Julie's convinced. If you're not sure, it's okay" Mama said.

Julie seemed to think deeply. He set his breath many times, whether stubborn or confused, I do not know for sure.

"Where is the clarity? I am actually scared. Easy come easy go. We just got to know. I do not know who Mas Keanu in detail, as well as Mas Keanu, do not know what I really look like. I'm afraid the road is too winding, later I will not be strong." Julie said at length.

I understand what Julie said. I also have similar thoughts with him. Who Julie really is, I don't know yet. Who I really am, Julie doesn't know. But somehow I feel like it's time. If even later in the adaptation process we meet many things that do not match expectations, I have prepared from now on.

"I will hold you tight, Jul. Let's not fall too deep. We can do this together. But I still accept whatever your decision is. Right said Mama, the important thing is you are sure," I explained carefully. I don't want Julie to feel forced. Even though I really wanted him to accept my invitation.

"What how?" ask Julie.

"What matters is that Julie is happy, and Keanu can love Julie like Papa and Mama, Papa is safe."

"Can I have a moment, Mom? A week, maybe."

I smile. This is the best for us. It'sit's okay. The important thing is Julie can make a decision with a cool head. I impeached.

"Can. Just calm. I'm waiting for your answer. Whatever it is, I accept, Jul. Don't feel burdened, yes" I replied gently.

"You okay, son?" ask Mama.

"It's okay, Ma. God willing I can wait for Julie's decision."

I say goodbye to the three of them. My mom and dad send greetings to my parents.

I was riding a motorcycle with mixed feelings. Between relief and anxiety. Happy and scared. I have no right to impose my will on Julie. I have to follow his decision. Whether she is willing to be my wife or not.

I have to prepare myself. Also heart.

***

Julie POV

I think a lot tonight. The positives and negatives if I accept Mas Keanu's proposal, or don't accept it.

I wrote it all in my diary. So far everything is balanced. Now I need God's help to find the answer.

I pray istikharah. I give to God what I have to do. Which one should I choose: to marry Mas Keanu or not.

Deep down, I want to accept it. But the other side of my heart doubted my desire. Is Mas Keanu the person I need? Will we be okay later? Will I be ready to face all the surprises about me and about her?

I decided to just sleep. I hope that dream will come. Giving answers to my doubts and concerns about Mas Keanu's proposal.

And I had a dream, Mas Keanu waved his hand at me. He wears white clothes. His face is very clean. Like an angel, his good looks were very different than usual. There is a foreign feeling, between being happy because you can be together, but there is sadness inexplicably.

Then I saw Mas Keanu holding the hands of two young children. They walked together to a beautiful garden. God, is this heaven?

Before long, Mas Keanu kissed my hand, then said that he loved me very much and went across a long bridge, leaving me with the two children.

What does this mean, God?

Why is my dream like this?