
" papah.... Deyon.. what is going on.." asked Dara who was still confused to see all this.
" there is nothing." replied his father briefly
but the look of his face looks different unlike earlier yanb looks angry but now looks better.
" yeah papah want to continue working first you guys just chat." said his father again who gave time to them both.
Dara became even more confused by all this
" what's so bad is it...? you're not papa, are you..?" dara asked Deyon when his father had left the living room.
" yeah I don't know why." jawan Deyon smiled and stroked Dara's head.
" really no papa. just said what.." asked Dara again who was still curious about the conversation they both had.
" don't say anything." Deyon answered casually, flirting with Dara with a smile.
" masakk yaa." said Dara who was suspicious and also did not believe.
but not angry just teasing him.
" yaaa..have not thought about the macem-macem.." replied Deyon with his nosiness who ruffled Dara's hair with great pleasure.
" the point is that you have agreed that we are married." he said again with great happiness to tell the news of returning to Dara.
" really.jeez..kok can.." replied Dara who immediately became very happy, surprised, and also still can not believe in all this.
it was impossible for him if his father agreed to his marriage, but all that was reality so that he was very happy and could no longer say words.
" yes it's true." replied Yang convinced Dara that it was all reality.
" how can sih... I'm happy banguett.." said Dara who specles with all this to the point of crying happily and immediately hugged Deyon tightly.
Deyon returned the warm embrace and was also happy with the blessing given by Dara's parents.
" after the graduation ceremony, we immediately arrange our wedding yaa.." said Deyon who still hugged Dara tightly.
"hmmm yaaa.." replied Dara gently agreeing to her plan.
" ehhh but what about your mother who still does not agree with our marriage." said Dara again yanh still remembered with his mother Deyon who still opposed the relationship.
" you're calm, I'll think about it." replied Deyon who stroked Dara's face gently and tried to make her calmer.
" mmm.." Dara replied nodding and handing everything over to Deyon.
" well then I go home first." said Deyon who said goodbye to go home.
"yes, you are hearty." replied Dara gently and affectionately.
Dara also drove Dara to the front door of the house because Deyon did not allow him to drive up to the front of the gate.
" have come here." said Deyon
" you have your hearts to go home." answered Dara gently.
Deyon kissed Dara's forehead with a friendly and affectionate bag before he left his house
" you enter gihhh." said Deyon after kissing the friendly Dara.
Dara enters the house and Deyon leaves after Dara enters the house.
A few minutes later, Deyon arrived at his home
" oohhh still dare to go home, you." said his mother so angrily.
" mahh.." Deyon replied politely.
" you dare to treat mamah and Dea like that." he said again in a high tone.
" what about the mama who treated Dara so wickedly maahh.." he replied by doing stature because of reality and also the truth.
" it's all mamah do for you. You fit Dea is not the same Dara." he said again by continuing to bring up the problem of matchmaking.
" mahh.. I don't like Dea why mamah can't understand sihh.." replied Deyon who only defended and expressed his heart only.
" if mamah only wants me to be with Dea just because of mamah business.sorry mahh my decision remains the same I can not be the same Dea." said Deyon again who has been unanimous with his decision.
The atmosphere became very chaotic mother and child became very perched
but fortunately Deyon quickly went and preferred to avoid rather than continue to fuss with his mother.
"you are right." said his mother so upset that he was ignored.
" The boy's bottom." murmured his mother who was still upset.
In his room, Deyon pondered as he thought of a way to make his relationship run smoothly and also got the blessing of his parents.
Not only did Deyon think the same thing he kept thinking how he could get the blessing of Deyon's parents more precisely the blessing of his mother.
until one day he ventured to meet his mother and speak with her four eyes.
learn from Deyon who always bears all his own burdens and who always dares to fight for his relationship
so Dara thought from today he would not let him fight alone anymore and he also had to be more courageous to face problems together
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at a cafe Dara and her mother Deyon meet to talk about what should be done.
" i'm sorry about my nante before, but I mean to have nante meet today is for Deyon." said Dara, who explained her purpose of meeting today.
deyon's mother was still indifferent to Dara.
" and thank you also aunt has taken the time to come." said Dara again politely.
" yes, all this is for the sake of my son." replied Deyon's mother with a little ketus.
" i know Nante is actually very kind and caring to Deyon but Deyon is an adult and has his own choices.and aunt as his parents should also understand aunty more than myself..." said Dara who boldly expressed his point and wanted to try to solve everything so that Deyon was not in a difficult position anymore.
" what do you mean." replied Deyon's mother who let out a high note and did not understand Deyon's intention.
" aunty knows for herself what Deyon and aunt want most of course as her mother should provide support in the moments when she is the most difficult." said Dara with so lived.
" even though he looks tough and always fights but actually he is very hurt and needs the support of us as his loved ones.." said Dara again who explained so long so that his mother Deyon understood and wanted to open her heart to their relationship.
" he has suffered too much and been hurt because of me and from today I will not let that happen again" Dara said again with such optimism.
" and although aunt kept abusing our relationship and aunt asked me to stay away from Deyon. sorry my aunt would never do that..." said Dara again who firmly told him that he would not give up on his relationship.
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