After dinner."Do you really not want to stay here?" asked Eka, a little pleading. "Yes. I don't want to disturb you guys who are enjoying your days as newlyweds," Arkana replied casually while ruffling the top of her sister's hair."But, I still miss you," Eka whined pleadingly.She and Arkana had not seen each other for more than two years. Yes, although they often communicate through video calls. However, it still feels different when you can meet eyes directly. "Later we'll stay at home, Dad," Dika snatched a solution. "Don't be sad. We can stay at Dad's house later. So you can satisfy your longing there.""It's true what Dika said. You can visit my house. I'll be there." Arkana smiled, responding to Dika's words.Although they were five years apart in age, Dika's status was sister-in-law and Arkana's was brother-in-law. So, Dika had to be more respectful to Arkana."Okay. Tomorrow I, along with Om Dika, will stay at Dad's house and I don't want Ar to go out with friends. You ha
"Assalamualaikum..." Eka and Dika said their greetings in unison, as they entered the room. "Waalaikumsalam," they replied while turning their heads simultaneously. "Grandpa!" Eka shouted spoiled while running a little, stretching her arms, then hugging the middle-aged man, like a child welcoming her father. Her behavior was very enthusiastic.The middle-aged man welcomed her no less enthusiastically. Hugging his favorite grandson-in-law. Yes. Eka's status is the daughter-in-law of the Wijaya Family."Grandpa is here too?" asked Dika, immediately recognizing the figure of a middle-aged man, who sat next to Teguh Saputra."Yes, Arkana invited you, Grandpa," replied Bambang Wijaya, while throwing a smile at Arkana there."I really miss you, Grandpa," Eka said in a spoiled tone, as she clung to the middle-aged man's arm."Grandpa also really misses Grandpa's favorite granddaughter, who is the most fussy and nagging." Bambang teased Eka back while tugging on her tiny nose."Ouch, it hur
In the evening. Eka entered the room, where Dika was sitting on the edge of the bed. His thumbs were busy moving his cell phone screen. He had a serious look on his face as he stared at the flat object. "Om, what are you doing, so serious?" investigated Eka while walking up to her husband.Because of her curiosity, Eka sat right next to Dika. Her face deliberately brought closer, the pair of eyes glanced at the cell phone screen Mahardika was playing with."I'm looking for a university that suits you, Dek," Dika replied casually. He showed the screen of his cell phone with the university buildings displayed, just as he had described.Eka looked away from the screen. Her mouth formed a big O and made a mumbling sound, "ouhhh.""Actually, I have my own choice for the university," she added quietly. Dika turned off his phone screen. Now her sitting position was slightly crooked, facing Eka, who was biting her lower lip. Looking a little uneasy. "What is it? Tell me," Dika pleaded gent
The next day. Everyone gathered in front of the dining table and took their seats. The newlyweds looked very happy. Dika was so happy when he looked at his wife's face."What the hell, Om. Look around like that," Eka grumbled in protest because she was constantly given teasing looks from her husband, making her a little uncomfortable."So what, Dek, if I keep looking at your face?" asked Dika casually."It's not nice to be seen by Dad and Kak Ar." Eka glanced at Arkana and Teguh, who seemed to be whispering to each other."Then, what does it matter? Yes, let it be if Dad and Kak Ar pay attention to us. After all, we are not committing a sin. Right, Father?"Teguh Saputra nodded, wordlessly. But that smile meant many things."That's not what it means, Om!" moaned Eka, so excited that she pinched her husband's waist.Dika moved his hips slightly. His wife's anxious pinch, "Don't pinch, Dek. There will be something..." She paused her sentence, then smiled mischievously."Ih, what the hel
One day before Eka entered university. Dika was still in the office and had just finished his meeting.[Dek, you get ready, I want to pick you up.] Dika wrote on the chat application.Eka did not immediately answer. It seemed that she had not been online since 09.00. Dika kept watching his cell phone screen and wondered where his wife was? Usually she is always quick to reply to chats. Ten minutes later, the chat still hadn't been answered. Dika, who was impatient, grumbled in annoyance. Finally, he chose to call too.The phone was immediately connected. Not long after, there was a voice from the other end.[Assalamualaikum.] A female voice, very familiar to Dika.[Waalaikumsalam, Mother?] Dika was a little surprised, because the one who picked up the phone was not Eka, but his beloved Mother.[What's wrong? Do you miss Eka?] Sentenced to that question, Dika mumbled. [Heum, where is Eka, Mother? Is she with Mother?][Yes, Eka is with Mommy. Mom took her to the salon. Tomorrow she wa
"Come on, Mommy, let's have lunch together," Eka asked a little whiningly, while tugging on Annata's hand.The look on her face was deliberately pitiable, so that Annata would give in to her desire to have lunch together.Since it was lunchtime, Dika intended to take Eka to the restaurant they usually went to. There happened to be Annata, Eka also wanted his mother-in-law to come along. "Just you guys. I don't want to disturb your togetherness. Mom has to go back to the boutique too. I have something to take care of," Annata gently refused, as well as giving an explanation. However, her son-in-law seemed reluctant to understand.Eka's behavior was like that, but neither Annata nor Mahardika took it seriously. In fact, they seemed to be made more colorful by Eka's behavior."Heum, Mother mah. I really want to have lunch with you. We haven't eaten together for a long time," Eka whined even more. Annata was not angry at all. She faced her casually and calmly. Dika, who was watching fro
"Where are you going?" asked the middle-aged man, whose hair had turned white, to a handsome young man of thirty who was neatly dressed in a black suit, bow tie and trousers of the same color. The young man, named Mahardika, stopped his steps as he let out a long sigh, "Yes, what else is there grandfather, other than going to the office. I have to attend an important meeting with some company officials. The meeting will start in an hour."Mahardika looked at the watch on his left arm. His forehead furrowed slightly as the streets were bound to be very crowded at this hour. "Sit down, there's something important I want to talk to you about," the seventy-five-year-old man pleaded. Mahardika nodded slowly. He wanted to refuse. However, he decided against it because it was his grandfather who was asking. "What exactly did you want to talk to me about?" Now it was Mahardika's turn to ask."Cancel the meeting!" said the middle-aged man, without blinking. "Cancel it, you mean?" Mahardik
"What, Uncle? Who are you calling Uncle?" Mahardika frowned."Yes, Uncle. Who else am I talking to now? There's no one here but us." The girl spoke curtly, folding her arms across her chest and looking away in different directions.Mahardika felt annoyed and his bloodstream boiled. He wasn't that old yet, to be called an Uncle with a mustache and a pot belly. "Where are you going? Perhaps you want to run away?" Mahardika shouted, which made the girl look away even more. "Come on, admit it! When the others are inside, why are you here?" Mahardika added even more suspiciously.The beautiful girl who was familiarly called Eka, lowered her hand. "What about Uncle? Why are you outside, not inside?" Eka asked, reversing Mahardika's words.The man scratched his non-itchy cheek slightly. "About that..." Mahardika's eyeballs rolled quickly. Searching for an excuse to formulate words."Why, Uncle? Don't you think Uncle Dika wants to run away too?" Now it was Eka who asked probingly while poin