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
The long-awaited day arrived.The room had been decorated in such a way that it looked like a fairy tale in the real world. Under the pouring rain, it did not dampen the spirits of the two families and the invited guests who had filled the room. Mahardika was sitting face to face with Teguh Saputra. Her father, as well as the person who acted as the marriage guardian on this happiest day. "I marry and give in marriage, ananda Mahardika Wijaya bin Frans Adi Wijaya with my daughter, Eka Maheswari Saputra binti Tegus Saputra, with a cash dowry of 10 million, five grams of gold, as well as one unit of house and a set of prayer tools, paid in cash!""I accept the marriage and marriage of Eka Maheswari Saputra with the aforementioned dowry paid in cash!" said Mahardika with one breath."What about the witnesses? Is it legal?""Ya!" said the witnesses simultaneously. So did the guests who shouted in unison. Then the headman led the prayer. Mahardika raised both hands, assuring every praye
"Can I see what you mean, Uncle?" Eka was so surprised that she was startled awake. Now his and Mahardika's eyes met each other in a straight line. Initially ignited by emotion, now it seems awkward because they just realized that the distance created was only a few centimeters. Mahardika chuckled, "You are, indeed, innocent, dear." He pressed Eka's forehead, causing a slight push. "What are you thinking? Do you want to see mine now?" Mahardika teased later.A stunned Eka hurriedly turned around, hiding her red face."Dih, Uncle is crazy. Who wants to see it? Never mind, I'm sleepy. I just want to sleep," Eka said evasively, then swung her legs away from Mahardika.She would go crazy and get out of control if she kept being cornered like this.Mahardika folded her arms across her chest, then shook her head slowly. "Oh my God... She's so seductive and adorable. No wonder grandpa likes her so much," Mahardika muttered and touched his forehead with one hand. Laughing at his wife's in
A few hours later. More precisely at 08:00 WIB.Someone knocked on the door of the room. Mahardika happened to be awake, then swung his legs towards the door. Curious, who had come to visit so early in the morning."Yes, just a moment." His voice was not too big for fear of waking Eka, who was still asleep in a dream.Mahardika grabbed the door knob, pulled it and the door opened."Mom?" Mahardika said half surprised."Are you awake, dear? Did I disturb you?" asked Annata hesitantly."No, Mom. What are you doing here? It's still early, Mom.""Where's Eka? Isn't she awake yet?" Annata asked another question. "Yes, Mom. It looks like she's very tired. So, she hasn't woken up yet. What's wrong, Mother?" Mahardika's brow furrowed slightly. Annata laughed amusedly, "heum, no need to wake him up. Let him sleep. She must be tired after... Ehem."The fifty-year-old woman did not continue her sentence. She covered her mouth with one hand. "Ehem... What, Mom, if you speak clearly, Mom. Don't
Eka folded her arms across her chest, her face slightly bent. Mahardika glanced at his wife who seemed to be reciting a mantra."Ah, now I know!" Eka stood up immediately, her sudden action surprised Mahardika."Know what?" asked Dika, raising his voice slightly. He was so surprised that he stroked her chest. Spontaneously, his heart seemed to want to move. His wife was different from most women out there. "Yes, I know, the reason why Mom is not angry." Eka looked at the man who was now officially her husband."Maybe she thought not to scold me because we just got married. I'm sure, a few days later, mom will be angry and annoyed if I don't get up early."Eka started again. Mahardika shook his head for the umpteenth time. His patience was being tested now. He couldn't understand why his wife was still discussing trivial and unimportant things? Already, she was accusing him of something else."How about this, Uncle? I'm so embarrassed to meet mom later," Eka babbled again.Mahardika,