Being late in love
Still dear

"Assynolt...."

"Waalaikum salam... Have you gone home?" My mother welcomed our arrival.

"Udah ma'am, tired of it," I went straight into the house.

"Son Rizal come in first yuk, rest first. Long trip right?"

"Yes ma'am, Assalamu'alaikum.."

"Waalaikum greetings... Please sit down, son, for a minute, I'll grab a drink"

"Thank you ma'am,,"

After putting the things in the room, I went down again to meet Rizal, I saw him leaning his head on the couch. Maybe he was too tired, I thought,,

"It's a drink first, son," Mother came from the kitchen carrying 3 glasses of orange ice..

"Yes mom, thank you. Where's dad mom?" Ask Rizal.

"Dad mah regular sunday gini go fishing at times.."

"Oh yeah?? Anytime can dong ya ngajakin dad fishing together.." Rizal enthusiastically

"You like fishing too?" I'm the curious one.

"Yes, a descendant of the late Father.."

"Ooo.sorry, I don't exist?" ask Mom slowly.

"Both of my parents are gone, ma'am, died in a traffic accident a few years ago." Answer Rizal sanguine

I shut up "sorry mommy son, I didn't mean it.."

"Yes ma'am, gapapa kok, oh yes, I say go home first yes, want to rest, tomorrow have to go to work. Assalamualaikum ma'am.." she's crucifying mom.

"Greetings waalaikum,,"

I drove him to the car, I still can't believe what he did during our vacation. His attitude returned to its original form.haha.

"Thank you for taking the time to take me on vacation." I smiled at him.

"For any Miss you will do.." Rizal answered, rolling his eyes.

"Then you be careful on the path of Zal.."

" What the hell is it.."

Haha. Car away from my yard, I went back in and saw Lida and Mom giggling on the sofa, I was curious and approached them, oh, again watching the content, I thought. But I vaguely heard the song that Rizal was singing, so I ran towards them and immediately grabbed Hp Lida, right, actually, it turned out that he was recording it..

"Sir, you're ashamed to know..."

"His mother's son has turned away..." Mom started teasing me.

"Mother....Hana is embarrassed.You also deck why did you record a try?" I'm a little manyun

"That's the name of the documentation, sak, one day it must be needed. Isn't it mom?"

"Yes, it turns out that the daughter of this widowed mother has been proposed, huh? when is the prospective mother-in-law dateng here?

"Mom, Hana still love Surya, so can not fully accept his love Rizal,"

"You must be muv on Hana, don't carry this feeling too much, I don't want this beautiful and virgin mother's child to hurt her heart again."

I was silent to mother's explanation, but love could not be forced... Now that I am getting confused, how does Mas Surya feel like me?

Tired, I decided to go up to the second floor to my room, leaving Mother and Lida still concentrated with the proposal on Lida's hempon screen. I could only cluck in annoyance because they didn't understand my feelings.

tring tring...

The sound of my phone ringing, it was Lisa who called.

"Yes hello, why Lis?"

Lisa:"Mak's coming in tomorrow right?"

"I'm doing it, why?"

Lisa:"Two days ago someone was looking for mbak, he said tomorrow want to come again want to jumpain Mbak."

"Who is it?"

Lisa:"I forgot to ask her name Ma'am, just look at the beaok deh."

"okay."

I hung up the phone, who's looking for me?