When Married?
KM Part 102's

Every breakfast time, the dimpled man must come to Flower's Cake & bakery. Also almost every night, he always came to look at the second floor of the shophouse from a distance that was not too close.

Joka the Flower room light has died, then he will go home to the apartment. Literature was determined to fight to get back his lover, he did not want to be separated from the person he loved so much.

Unbeknownst to Bunga, Sastra also assigns his hired men to guard around the shop day and night, as it is to maintain the safety and security of the Bunga.

Likewise with Rama, every afternoon he always tried to come to the Flower place. Rama began to worry because gradually the girl began to soften on Literature, she did not want it to happen and wanted Bunga to still hate Literature as it used to be

Rama twisted his brain, what steps he had to take to keep the Flower away from Literature and how to get the girl to bond with him. After a long time of thinking it seemed like he got the idea, that afternoon Rama immediately finished his work in the hospital and immediately slid into the Flower place.

"Nis, Aunt Marni is there?" ask Rama who just arrived.

"Tumben today is the sonorous Aunt Marni? usually only Mbak Lia is asked," replied Nisya cuek.

"I'm serious Nis." Rama grunted in annoyance.

"Once the handsome doctor changed direction, because his son was not dapet, finally his mother was just gilded," said Nisya with a soft tone as she passed into the back looking for Marni's mother.

Rama massaged his temple because Nisya made him annoyed, even though there is really a serious thing that is spinning in his head, do not let his concentration collapse just because of his irritation.

"Son Rama" said Marni and sat in the chair opposite Rama. "Say Nisya nyari Aunty, what's wrong?"

"That's it, Auntie, there's something important I want to talk about." Rama tried to be calm in the midst of his nervousness.

"It matters?" Ms. Marni seemed to frown her forehead

DEG ....

Miss Marni was a little surprised. "Did Lia know about this?"

"It was precisely Auntie, Lia didn't know I wanted to propose to her. Therefore I asked Aunt for help to convince him," Rama's tone sounded clear but pushy.

Miss Marni looked confused. As far as he knows his son did not have any special relationship with Rama. Actually he also felt if the young doctor liked his son, looks very obvious from his body language, but unfortunately all this time Bunga only considers Rama like a brother who protects him not as a lover.

"I want to marry Lia Aunt, I know Lia hasn't loved me, but it doesn't matter at all. I promise to take care of him and make him happy, and also my profession is a psychiatric doctor who can help him to heal completely."

Rama lured Miss Marni with such an appointment, even though as a doctor she knew that to be able to recover fully was not an easy thing.

"Before Aunt apologizes Nak Rama, you should talk about things like this first with the concerned because this is a very important thing," said Ms. Marni.

"So from that I asked Auntie for help to convince Lia, I'm sure she will definitely accept if Auntie asks for her." Rama kept forcing shamelessly.

"Tante couldn't make his own decisions unilaterally, let alone this about Lia's future. Demua decision is in his hands, Tante does not want to force Lia and repeat the same mistakes as in the past. So sorry, Auntie couldn't accept your proposal without Lia's consent."

"Is this because there's a chance Lia still loves that jerk guy. Auntie doesn't take revenge on him? remember she ruined Lia's life, Aunt should have hated her too, right? why let him wander around Lia." Rama began to be a bit upset because Bu Marni seemed unable to cooperate.

"About how Lia Aunty feels not being able to answer her, you can ask her directly. Revenge and hate used to exist, but now Aunt has decided to make peace with those two words. Aunty wants Lia to live in the future full of happiness in peace, because vengeance and hatred will only drown us in a pit of suffering," said Marni while commenting on her soft smile typical of a mother.