Wound Flakes

Wound Flakes
Chapter18. Dirga's official application



as I stood outside I looked up at the sky and saw some stars shining up there.


suddenly I was surprised by Dirga's hand that was coiled in my stomach, derga hugged me from behind.


,, you haven't slept.!, I asked.


,, before I went to sleep, but I woke up when I heard the door open, I saw you coming out.


,, I'm sorry I woke you.


,, why not sleep, even out alone.!, asked Dirga.


,, I just couldn't sleep, maybe because I slept in the car for too long.


,, I want to know, what you were talking about with my dad in the living room.!, I was a little curious.


,, I haven't said anything to dad...,,


,, I'll talk to her tomorrow.


,, talk about what....! say


,, if I want to marry you soon.


,, immediately..!, I said.


,, eemm., the answer is brief.


I could only smile at Dirga's words, I never dreamed I'd be able to feel this kind of happiness.


after feeling a little sleepy I took her inside and went to sleep.


At 5 am I woke up because I heard the sound of dawn, I woke up and opened my bedroom door I was surprised when I saw the living room was empty.


Dirga and my two younger brothers had already woken up and went to the mosque to pray.


I saw the mother was preparing to be ready for dawn prayers, I rushed to take ablution and join the prayer with the mother in the living room.


when I finished my prayer, I lay down again on the bed, for some reason I felt very sleepy, and I fell asleep instantly.


though his intention I want to help mother to make breakfast.


when I woke up very late I saw the clock on your screen already 7 o'clock past. I quickly ran out and I did not see anyone, I did not see anyone, I walked into the kitchen and I didn't see my mother either.


and I also came out of the house and saw the mother was watering flowers that have a porch of the house.


,, bun, where is everyone.! , ask my mother.


,, they are going to the fields with your father.


,, downstairs...! mother kok did not wake up in vain cih bun.usia even though she wanted to help her mother to make breakfast....,,


,, the flowers are still arranged like a bun first, I said.


,, of course, your two sisters always take good care of him, they say when you go home he can still see the flower garden he likes remains the same.


half an hour later everyone came back, from a distance I saw a smile on Dirga's face.


,, good morning my beautiful mother.


,, morning dear.., I said while kissing her cheek.


,, what the fuck is mbak...,,


,, rio is not a child anymore, so don't kiss in front of the crowd, what if there are girls passing by, it's shame mbak....,, she said with an adorable face


I randomized her hair while saying.


,, oh my sister this one, it turns out to be big yes, already talking about girl problems.


,, ibc.....,,


,, try kissing roy there, or else he.!, said rio.


,, don't take me.., said Roy.


but with his mischievous we instead looked at the roy together, me and rio ran after him, roy immediately ran to all directions.


we joke around with each other without caring about anyone else, I forgot to be there.


when I realized it I immediately looked at him and saw he was already smiling like mocking me.


,, stop joking, are you not ashamed to see Dirga.


at breakfast I asked my sisters why they didn't go to school, I forgot they had finished their final exams and just waited for their diplomas to come out, and finally they finished their high school.


finished eating father, mother and dirga sitting in the living room, I also finished beberes on the membrane to sit with them.


,, father, mother, I have something to say to kalia.


,, speak son, my father said.


,, I came here not just to visit or imagine vain to meet father and mother....,,


,, I came here to propose to your daughter.., said Dirga in a firm voice.


,, I want to make her my life companion, I want her to be the first and last woman of my life....,,


,, so I beg you to let me marry her....,,


dirga said confidently, he did not look nervous or hesitant when talking.