
Which makes me inexhaustible, why did Reza admit the impossible thing we did. There must be something he's planning...
Withstanding the curiosity of the night I finally fell asleep in my mother's arms.
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The next day I waited for a phone call from Reza's mas, but until noon there was no ringing from my phone.
I decided to call her again, but I had to be disappointed because only the voice of the aunt operator answered her.
After giving up the situation, that day I busied myself to help the mother finish the stitches of the mother, because it was almost a new lesson, so the uniform stitches began to mount.
Fortunately, college activities are not so time-consuming, so it can help mothers, usually the mother does everything herself.
About the conversation last night with Aunt Nina, we have not had time to talk about it again, because since there was a customer mother who visited alternately.
I was still struggling with needles, threads and buttons when someone came knocking on the door.
"Assalamualaikum.."the voice of greeting from someone who circulated the view into the house.
I, who was beside the living room chair between the stack of stitches that were mounting, could not be seen.
When I looked up I saw the man from last night making my brain boil.
"Hmm.Eventually you appeared also mas Reza.."my inner relief.
Tying up my clothes as if preparing to crash them, I began to string together all the words I had to suppress for him since last night.
"Waalaikum salam.." I also tried to stand up when answering greetings from him, but it turns out my feet did not want to be invited to stand upright because of tingling.
“Aaaww.." I don't know how many hours I let my legs folded so that they don't stand balanced.
I finally crawled to the guest chair.
"Amel...kamu why?" mas Reza came up and helped me stand up.
With a reflex my hand struggled to hold both of his arms, while grimacing withstanding the tingling pain in both my legs.
When I tried to stand alone, it didn't work. I almost slumped back, if Reza's hand didn't catch my waist immediately.
"Amel!!!" the voice of the mother who had just come out from inside her room.
“Reza!!!" aunt Nina's voice was on the front door.
Tasya next to her mother covered her mouth with both hands and widened her pretty eyes.
The two of us whose names were called were both shocked, then only realized that we were in a hugging position. We immediately broke away, although I had to quickly grab a chair to hold on.
I sat down and closed my mouth because of the wrong behavior.
I saw my mother shake her head and greet our guest.
"Let's sit down first jeng Nina, Tasya and Reza. please, sorry the place is messy.."
"It's okay jeng.sorry to disturb" said aunt Nina.
After all sitting down, I was the one who from the beginning wanted to make calculations with Reza mas who had defamed me, so rattled because there was my mother and mother who turned out to join sitting in this guest room.
"Tante..our arrival this time wanted to clear up the misunderstanding." Reza said to my mother.
The mother of the mangosteen listened seriously, while I began to breathe a sigh of relief not expecting the man to directly tell my mother the truth.
"I'm sorry to admit that we slept together, making my mother and aunt misunderstand, frankly, at that time I was in a position to immediately pursue a flight just concentrate on my departure to Makassar and when my mother asked for an explanation, I just agreed.." he explained at length.
"Actually what problem is causing this? Aww..." said I cut the story and complained while looking at mom.
Mom pinched my arm and shook her head in a sign that it was impolite to cut someone else's words.
Mas Reza only sighed and then turned to look at Tasya.
"Sorry, this is all because of Tasya.. When I called Amel then he said that he was sleeping and ************ was left in his room, Reza was left behind, so I immediately imagined that you two had done it. I was so panicked and told my mom." said Tasya grinning.
"And I also became panicked and immediately scolded Reza to want to take responsibility.."sahut aunt Nina while smiling shyly.
She looked at me and smiled and hugged me from the side.
Jeez said mom shyly why it should be talked about all the hell. When I saw them, our guests smiled meaningfully.
Mother took off her embrace and wiped away the tears full of haru.
"I'm sorry jeng, for making this misunderstanding bigger.." aunt Nina chuckled.
“Already jeng, I'm glad my daughter is still intact.."sahut mother later.
Yes it is still intact, bundooo!!! my screams in my heart.
"Tante..but my goal here is not only clarification course”pronunciation mas Reza back serious.
Especially when my feelings started to feel bad..
"There's more to Reza." asked Aunt Nina as she held her son's arm.
The man looked at his mother.
"Ma, I ask permission to ask Amel to be my wife.
"Yeah!!!"shanky
It was not just me who was aghast, I saw everyone in front of me staring at each other with their expressions.
"Tante..although Amel and I are not so close, but I will seriously take care of him and be willing to give happiness to Amel.." he said again in a firm tone.
"Rezaaaa.this is not a dream kaaan.."tante Nina was moved to shed happy tears.
"Mas Reza!!Kereeen...!!" cheer Tasya.
"Is that really Reza???"my mother was also fascinated by his words.
I shook my mother's arm to wake her up. My mother looked at me, I immediately scowled and shook my head.
Moms .
"I don't want to get married yet .." I whine.
"Amel!! pamali rejects the proposal, you will become a spinster!!besides you're almost 22 years old, 18 years old mom already has a child.." mother protested to me.
"Ha, 18 years old was she born? high School mom is pregnant, huh??"replace me who mocked mom.
"Mother is just a graduate of SMP.hee.."mother immediately grinned.
Ah yes I forgot if mom is only S2 (SD & SMP)
”Already Mel, a mother's premonition will not be wrong, I believe Reza is the best for you.." said mother again.
Instantly my body was lunglai as if boneless.
"Reza you need to know, Amel grew up without a father, mother always taught him to be strong and good at taking care of himself. Maybe that's why he's a bit tomboyish and rough. She's also not good at cooking and taking care of herself like a woman." Mom started to explain my specs.
I sparkled when my mother told me this messy personal story and hoped Reza would undo her intentions.
"I know ma'am."why did he answer with such certainty anyway.
"After you know that I believe very much different from your late wife..so does your intention to marry the youngest daughter of this mother continue?" ask mom again.
"When Aunty approves, I will still continue the intention to ask Amel.." a firm tone sounded from the answer.
"Alhamdulillah Reza, I entrust all Amel's life to you, guide him.." It seems that mother is realizing her dream of having a daughter-in-law of a Reza Abimana.
It seems like I've only seen my mother so happy for the first time, probably because of the anxiety that has been harbored for thinking about how her bar-bar daughter gets a soul mate who is willing to accept what is.
“InsyaAllah Aunty.." Mas Reza promised my mother.
Aunt Nina and Tasya were also moved to see the live broadcast of the application that I thought was only on the soap opera.
O Allah, You are the All-Will ...
But why is my soul mate such a meek man.hiks.
I was just massaging my temple because I was lamenting about my life, so I was curious about what was going to happen.